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I told ya'll mothafuckas I was comin' back(Oh shit)What now n*gga, what now?(What are you doin'?)What?Proof, the projects, n*ggaOne shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshotsThis is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's offParty stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots offSecurity's gone I'm dropped in the clubAnd I'm tryna run and get my muthafuckin' gun(N*gga, what about your wife?)N*gga fuck my wife, I'm tryin' ta run and save my muthafuckin' lifeOh shit, the shooter's comin'Bitches hollerin', n*ggas runnin', people shot all over the floorAnd I'm tryin' ta make it to the St. Andrew's doorThat's the sound of the glockEven DJ House fucked around and got shotI done messed around and forgot my tecI don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex(Kuniva you awright)These n*ggas is trippin'(Where's Bizarre at?)I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is atBitches screamin' everywhere and n*ggas is wildin'Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and smilin'This chick is clingin' onto me sobbin' and sighin'Sayin' she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin'But it's real and it's on and cats is gettin' killedSo I hugged her and used her body as a human shieldAnd she got hit now she's yellin'(Don't leave me)I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed meI squeezed through the back door and made my escapeI ran and got my 38, I hope it's not too lateOne shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshotsThis is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's offParty stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off(I been tryna call you all day, mothafucka, where you at?)I'm on seven mile, what the fuck was thatDamn somebody hit me from the back(With they car?)With a gat n*gga and my tire flatAnd I just hit a pole, them n*ggas some hoes(Is you hit?)I don't know but I can tell you what they droveIt was a black Mitsubishi(Shit, that's the clique we beefin' wit)Man and I was on my way thereBelieve me I'm leavin' a caucus todayI'ma park my car and walk the rest of the wayI'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tuckedI'ma meet you at the club, we gon' fuck these hoes upOne shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshotsThis is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's offParty stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots offI never seen no shit like this is my life beforePeople are still camped out from the night beforeSleepin' outside the door waitin' in lineStill tryna get inside the club to see D12 performThe fire marshalls know, the venue's too smallPeople are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd fansAnd some cum-wad from out the parkin' lotGets in an argument over a parkin' spotDecides to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em offMissed who he's aimin' for six feet away's the doorInto St. Andrew's hall, now the strays flyin' all over the placeSprays one bitch in the face, another one of 'em came through the wallBefore anyone could even hear the first shot go offI'm posted up at the bar havin' a mazel tovBullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it offThank God I'm alive, I gotta find DenaunAnd where the fuck is Von, he usually tucks one on himWait a minute I think I just saw BizarreNo, I guess not, what the fuck, oh my God it wasI never saw him run so fast in my lifeLook at him haulin' ass, I think he left his wifeThere she is on the ground bein' trampledI go to grab her up by the damn hand but I can't pull herGoddamn, there just went another damn bullet, I'm hitMy vest is barely able to handle it, it's too thinIf I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop deepFollow Bizarre's path ran through itAnd made it to the front door and collapsed on the stepsLooked up and I seen Swift shootin' it outBut I can't see who he's shootin' it out withBut Denaun's right behind him squeezin' his four fifthOne shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshotsThis is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's offParty stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots offIt's Friday night came to this bitch, rightBig ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my rightI ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fightAlthough I can't stay here to fight 'cuz I'm poppin' n*ggas tonightThat's right bitches I'm drunk with revengeShot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get inSwift told me to meet him here so it's clear that the schmuck thatShot out the back of his truck is up in this mothafuckaSo one shot for the money, two's to stop the showThird's for the bartender(There's plenty of shots to go)(I just wanna know who's drivin' a black Mitsubishi)He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three pieceOne shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshotsThis is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's offParty stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

One Shot 2 Shot Eminemmusic

CHORUS [Eminem]One shot, two shot, three shots, four shotsAll I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stopsBodies drop hit the floor music's offParty stops, everybody hit the door someone's lickin' shots off

[Eminem]I never seen no shit like this is my life beforePeople will still camp out from the night beforeSleepin' outside the door waitin' in linestill tryna get inside the club to see D-12 performThe fire Marshals know, the venue's too smallPeople are wall-to-wall three thousand and some odd fansand some come walk from out the parkin' lotGet into an argument over a parkin' spotThis guy's about to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em offMissed who he's aimin' for six feet away's the door in a St. Andrew's hallNot a stray slidin' all over the placeSprays one bitch in the face another one of 'em came through the wallBefore anyone could even hear the first shot go offI'm posted up by the bar havin' a Mozeltoff Bullet whizzed right by my ear damn near shot it offThank God I'm alive I gotta find DenaunAnd where the fuck is Von he usually tucks one on himWait a minute I think I just saw BizarreNah I guess not, what the fuck, oh my God it wasI never saw him run so fast in my lifeLook at him haulin' ass, I think he left his wifeThere she is on the ground bein' trampledI go to grab her up by the damn hand and I can't pull herGod damn there just went another damn bullet I'm hitMy vest is barely able to handle it, it's to thinIf I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop deepFollow Bizarre's path and ran through itAnd made it to the front door and collapsed on the stepsLooked up and I seen Swift, shootin' it outBut I can't see who he's shootin' it out withBut Denaun's right behind him squeezin' his four fifth

[Kon Artis]It's Friday night came to this bitch rightBig ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my rightI ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fightAlthough I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm poppin' niggas tonightThat's right bitches I'm drunk with revengeShot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get inSwift told me to meet him hereSo it's clear that this fucka shot out the back of his truck goes up in this mothafuckaSo one shot for the money, two's to stop the showThird's for the bartender, there's plenty of shots to go(I just wanna know who's drivin' a black Mitsubishi)He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit' a three piece

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I was a junior at Newton High School in New Jersey. We had been one of the best basketball teams in in our County and State section for the two previous years, and the night before our final regular season game I had a conversation with my Mom about the next nights game against Sparta, our county rival, for the county title. I was a mediocre player, and although I lettered for varsity, there was little to no chance that I would see the floor in the biggest game of the year unless it was an absolute blowout. But my Mom, being the loving and encouraging Woman that she is told me to visualize getting into the game and making the game winning shot. I laughed and told her what I believed, which was that there was no way I would ever be the one to take the shot, if it was a close game. 041b061a72