[Intro: Bizarre & Swifty McVay]
Yeah (Ha-ha-ha)
Welcome to Amityville (Detroit, nigga, ha!)
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols (Why is that?)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)
[Hook: Eminem]
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer, I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
[Verse 1: Swifty McVay]
Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us (Uh-huh)
See, I'm backwards, I slap niggas and punch bitches (Yeah)
Just for asking, they must'a been wanting to meet the Lord
When my parents talked to me, they got mean mugged and ignored (Fuck that)
They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor (Uh-huh)
Shells from the .44 scattered over they porch
Busting pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you
Tryna break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you
Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you
You and your ho, you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible (Uh-huh)
There's no tomorrow for any nigga we'll shower you
We young strapped and powerful and I ain't gotta lie to you (Bitch)
Yeah (Ha-ha-ha)
Welcome to Amityville (Detroit, nigga, ha!)
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols (Why is that?)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)
[Hook: Eminem]
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer, I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
[Verse 1: Swifty McVay]
Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us (Uh-huh)
See, I'm backwards, I slap niggas and punch bitches (Yeah)
Just for asking, they must'a been wanting to meet the Lord
When my parents talked to me, they got mean mugged and ignored (Fuck that)
They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor (Uh-huh)
Shells from the .44 scattered over they porch
Busting pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you
Tryna break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you
Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you
You and your ho, you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible (Uh-huh)
There's no tomorrow for any nigga we'll shower you
We young strapped and powerful and I ain't gotta lie to you (Bitch)
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