I'm a comedian

But she didn't know it though

She said

Who do you think you are

I said, so and so

That's an exact quote

Ask me where

I learned to do the backstroke

In a public pool

Full of black folks

Please don't get your back broke

Hanging at the back drop

Gotta be about 100 ways

To stop and pop

Pop and lock

Pop my lock

You gone get that

Head chopped

Clean

To a scalp

From some dred locks

Fiend

Bust til they shell shocked

Fat meat's greasy

Plus hell's hot

Either you know or not

Edgemont

Til the killin stop

South end homie

Homie

Til the dealin stop

Park side

State

If it's real or not

Used to hang in LaSalle Hill a lot

Right turn

Two Shades

How about a Philly ma

Solid Gold

How about that killa pop

Never j-f-k

Wouldn't be caught dead

In a drop

In the city

Walking down the 8 Mile road

Walking and a talking with these 8 Mile, Cobras

Walking with my 8 Mile swag

Please

Could you

Put some more

Napkins in the bag

Pretty please

Feelin out the scene

Feelin out the scene

I got

Gunners on my team

On my team

Pray for me

You know you're alive

When you stay horney

But what to do

With this rocket fuel

Oh Lordy

Give it all time

That's what mama said

Give em all the nine

That's what drama said

Give that girl the pine

In the back of my head

I can hear it ringin

I can hear the mass choir singin

Let's go

Never been a star

But I been a comet

People will disappoint you

That's my only promise

Good Lord

I take it to the heart

Feelings get hurt

That's where the killing starts

Pain over pride

That's when the healing starts

Put it all together

Someone else take apart

In the city