(Akon:) Convict Convict

(Eminem:)
YEAHHH (YEAHHH)
HAHA (HAHA)
SHADY (SHADY)

(Akon:) Convict Music

(Eminem:) GUESS WHO'S BACK

(Obie Trice:) Still here haters

(Akon:)
Akon and Obie... *Trice*
Yeaah

(Obie Trice:)
Whatchu gonna do with it A?
Whatchu gonna do?

(Akon:) Take 'em on back to the street

(Chorus: Akon)
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
You see a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you
Just don't, whatever you do, snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah

(Verse 1: Obie Trice)
It's risky, the bitch tenderize outta nigger
His history's snitch, who decided he's a member?
Once he got pinched, coincided with law
Same homie say he lay it down for the bar
Brought gang squad around ours
How could it be?
Been homies since superman draws
Only phoniness never came to par
He had us, a true neighborhood actor
Had his back with day's, now we see through him like X-Rays
Cuffed in that Adam car, no matter his loss
We at 'em, it's war
Knowin not to cross those reservoir dogs
You help to plant seeds, just to be a vegetable?
When we invest in team, its to the death for sho'
No X and O's, this is how it goes
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