[Intro: Eminem]

OHH! Stat Quo! Here we go!

C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (heh)

Let's do it man (uh uh uh uh-uhh)

Shady Aftermath

Sound, without focus, is just noise

[Stat Quo] + (Eminem)

Yeah (where you get that thang man) {By my side}

When you do somethin to somebody umm {By my side}

It ain't just you it's somebody next to you {By my side}

Youknow'mtalkinbout and I got my shit right here with me {By my side}

(There isn't everywhere you go that it's) {By my side}

(Okay) So being that that's the case {By my side}

Let me tell you about {By my side}

That place, heh, take you by my side {By my side}

[Stat Quo]

The way I growed up, sho' nuff, chips on my shoulder

Knew about that cola when I was in a stroller

But came ahold of choppin them boulders gettin older

Wantin a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin quotas

Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya

When movin the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then it's over

You on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier

Chopper or fold ya, you not cobra commander, you bozo

I'm the composer, writer of murder, the odor

Leakin out of your body, temperature is gettin colder

But you sweatin and dizzy like a person who ain't sober

Realizin your life is comin quickly to a closure

Losin composure, out of breath like you underwater

Twenty seconds in the game, and it's the fourth quarter

Primetime, "Dateline" are the best exposure

Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya

Yeahhhh, YEA!

[Hook]

By, my, side

To all the niggas tryin to get me it's – by my side

I'm takin some of y'all with me it's – by my side

I'm makin sure they won't forget me it's – by my side

To all the niggas tryin to get me it's – by my side

I'm takin some of y'all with me it's – by my side

I'm makin sure they don't forget me it's – by my side

Ye-yeah ye-yeah ye-yeahhhh; by my side (ooh)

[Stat Quo]

Go now boy, get your vest, protect yo' neck, kill for fun

Watch how they run and scatter when I go and pull out my gun (gun)

Call me ignorant and young, psycho sicko negro

They know that I just fuck and be gone (gone)

Drivin crazy halfway dumb

Don't stop even when the law come, believe every word out my lungs

I'm losin it, snappin huh, this ain't just no rappin uh

Back all the way back when you see that strap cause it go ra-tata-ta

Are you ready to die tell me why you choose to tell me in my

Face, have your body dry, pack that fire, look in my eye

Have your spirit below me or floatin in the fuckin sky

All black is my attire, lookin like a umpire

Toss you in the trash like a bullshit album flop

Yeah yeah ye-yeah ye-yeahhhh, YEA!

[Hook]

[Stat Quo]

The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thriller

Put four in your head, have you floatin off in a river

It's cold, you shook, we crooks, your body'll quiver

These rappers so tough but really they softer than pillows

Or chinchilla or Twinkie filler, hone of a realer

They turn to serial assassins for some scrilla

Now me could see I mean him, yes this nigga

Stays true to what I do cause I keeps it realer

Be for real, have you ever ever pulled a trigger?

It's serious business shorty, nothin is more iller

No discrimination, you could be chocolate or vanilla

And find yourself in the presence of a fuckin killer

Oh, oh, oh, oh yeahhhh, YEA!

[Hook]

By my side, by my side 

[Eminem]

It's "The Re-Up"