Night Life lyrics

by

Eminem


[Hook: Eminem & Young Zee]
"We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"Stayin' spaced out like Dr. Octagon"
Outsidaz' Night Life

[Verse 1: Young Zee]
This rap Hell has got scales and mac twelves
Overpacked jails, crack sales, and blackmails
When your people get clapped, it hurts
They quit thugging, run and join a Baptist church
We pushing white C3's with five TV's
The Outsidaz is on the Night Life EP

[Verse 2: Axe]
See Axe the trife type, live the Night Life, amongst dark alleys and bright lights
Heist might end it all for the right price
Guess who's back in the house, Axe and The Outz
The wack crap you yapping about get you cracked in the mouth
Wanna be president? Put me in office
My old ran from European horses, skiing off cliffs
G'ing off this, robbing banks, flee in Porsches
Me and Nawshis, y'all shoulda been being cautious

[Verse 3: Nawshis]
My Night Life-ing make cats get liars
When Axe pass the strike, I rapid fire
Nawshis, I'm main coursin', no appetizer
The emcee sacrificer like a rap messiah
Run up on you, 'specially if that bull selling
Catch him on stage, get put in a full nelson
This the O-U-TZ flow, for rappers finito
But your girl could get the EP tho'
[Hook: Eminem, Rah Digga & Young Zee]
"We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"Stayin' spaced out like Dr. Octagon"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"Whatcu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?"

[Verse 4: Az Izz]
Yeah, you corn like the cereal pops
Get ripped torn over my stereo box
Yap, "It's On" like Treach and pop weapons, c*cked
Get skipped like records pop then I'm stretching ya drop
Outz, we love cream, guns and b*tches
Don't trust fiends, nuns and snitches
Want funds and riches, bombing sissies
Plus we out for fame like Bonnie and the Pointer sisters

[Verse 5: Yah Yah]
You could feel it, the floors is shaking, wars is wagin'
Across the northern nations, all before daylight savings
The Night Life on location
Gun and smoke risin' like undertow on lake reservations
It's funny y'all faces, it's Hip-Hop's John Wayne Gacys
With laced weed and bass beats
We got the grossest explosives, and overdoses
For you and your associates, while we sweep the coast-es
Outsidaz transcending
The Hip-Hop world as you know it is now at an ending
[Hook: Eminem, Rah Digga & Young Zee]
"We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"Stayin' spaced out like Dr. Octagon"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn"
Outsidaz' Night Life
"Whatcu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?"

[Verse 6: Pacewon]
Roll up the crime, crime, organized crime dime
Between love and hate there's a fine line
Some people hate the way we getting it, some people ride mine
Cheer for me like they got pom-poms in the nine-nine
We straight rocking it, two G, we locking sh*t
Outsidaz' Night Life, a gift to the provocative

[Verse 7: DU]
Where I'm from we miss Biggie, flip keys so if you stick with me
Its strictly bright lights and big cities
No dough, it's a lot of caffeine, gotta have cream
That's why we run this rap scene like a Carl Lewis track team
D-U'a, representing New Jay-ruz
Pump six holes in you like pool tables

[Verse 8: Denzy]
Yeah, we stack dough get wet like tadpoles
Y'all fags though n*gga, all pus*y like black gold
What the MACH fo? Punk you ain't gon' do sh*t
Don't pull it out if you ain't gon' use it
These are the last days before I get castaway
Its a must, I have to Rock Hard like Cafe, mother-
[Outro: Young Zee]
Outsidaz, Night Life, urban brew
Why try, we murder you, drive-by's in convertible, Lex
Stretch like your grandmother's chest, yes sir
Plus higher than your pops blood pressure
Outsidaz, Night Life, urban brew
Why try, we murder you, drive-by's in convertible, Lex
Stretch like your grandmother's chest, yes sir
Plus higher than your pops blood pressure
(*Rah Digga and Eminem sampled lines*)
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