Guilty Conscience

[Intro: Mark Avery & Eddie]

Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old

Fed up with life and the way things are going

(Damn, I'm going fucking insane)

He decides to rob a liquor store

(I gotta take this shit, I can't take it no more, holmes)

But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart

(Shit is mine)

And suddenly (I gotta do this)

His conscience comes into play (I gotta do this)

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre, Eminem & (Eddie)]

Alright, stop (Huh?)

Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store

And try to get money out the drawer

You better think of the consequence (Who are you?)

I'm your motherfuckin' conscience

That's nonsense

Go in, gaffle the money, and run to one of your aunt's cribs

And borrow her damn dress and one of her blond wigs

(Can I borrow this?)

Tell her you need a place to stay, you'll be safe for days

If you shave your legs with Renee's razor blades

Yeah, but if it all goes through like it's supposed to

The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you

Think about it before you walk in the door first

Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns

Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch

Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?

Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?

Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?

Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (You're right)

Not over this shit (Stop)

Drop the biscuit (I will)

Don't even listen to Slim, yo, he's bad for you

You know what, Dre? I don't like your attitude

[Skit: Stan, Girl]

Come on, just come in here for a minute

I don't know

Look, look, look

Damn

Look, it's gonna be alright, alright?

O-okay

Look, give me a kiss, pull your pants off, come on

[Interlude: Mark Avery]

Meet Stan, twenty-one years old

After meeting a young girl at a rave party

Things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom

Once again, his conscience comes into play

[Verse 2: Eminem & Dr. Dre]

Now, listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek

And smearin' her lipstick, slip this in her drink

Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe

Yo, this girl's only fifteen years old

You shouldn't take advantage of her, it's not fair

Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair? (Uh-huh)

Fuck this bitch right here on the spot, bare

'Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there

Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie Kids?

No, but I seen the porno with Son Doobiest

Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?

Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail

[Interlude: The Isley Brothers, Mark Avery, (Grady), & Grady's Wife]

Here I lay

(Man, it feels good to be home)

Meet Grady, a twenty-nine-year-old construction worker

After coming home from a hard day's work

He walks in the door of his trailer park home

To find his wife in bed with another man

(What the fuck?) Grady

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre & Eminem]

Alright, calm down, relax, start breathin'

Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin'

While you at work, she's with some dude tryna get off

Fuck slittin' her throat, cut this bitch's head off

Wait, what if there's an explanation for this shit?

What, she tripped, fell, landed on his dick?

Tsh, alright, Shady, maybe he's right, Grady

But think about the baby before you get all crazy

Okay, thought about it? Still wanna stab her?

Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?

That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard

You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes?

What you say?

What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?

I'ma kill you, motherfucker

Uh-uh, temper, temper

Mr. Dre, Mr. N.W.A, Mr. AK

Comin' straight outta Compton, y'all better make way

How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?

'Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went

Been there, done that

Aw, fuck it, what am I sayin'?

Shoot 'em both, Grady, where's your gun at?