Текст песни Eminem - Ricky Ticky Toc   
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                                                                    Once you call my name out things will never be the same  
They shoulda never let us get our foot in this game  
 
Ever since I was introduced to rap music  
I been missin a screw like Bishop in Juice, I could lose it  
at any moment, those who know me know it  
So they probably told to go with the flow, just so that  
I don`t explode and, have another episode  
where I let it go as far as the one with Benzino did {*gun cocks*}  
I`m waitin for that next beef, I`m cocked locked and loaded  
I`m ready to go so bad  
I`m goin bananas, my dick`s so hard Anna Nicole could  
use it to fuckin pole-vault with  
Oh shit! I mean when she was still bloated  
before they cut her stomach open and lypo`ed it  
Anybody I throw flames at, gets a name  
It`s a game, cause they know that they don`t spit the same  
It`s a shame, what people do for ten minutes of fame  
Everyday it`s the same thing  
People in this game try to buddy-buddy us  
Just to get close enough to study us  
Everybody just wants to have somethin to do with that  
They all tryna get that stamp  
They after that Shady/Aftermath money  
It`s like a monopoly  
They probably just now finally understand How to Rob fully  
50 Cent was like a fuckin jackpot for me  
And Dre, it`s like we hit the fuckin lottery  
and the damn slot machine at the same time as each other  
Why the fuck you think we ride like we brothers?  
When we rhyme with each other, in time we discovered  
that we had more in common that we thought with each other  
Both robbed of our mothers, our fathers ain`t want us  
What was wrong with us, was it our fault?  
Cause we started thinkin God doesn`t love us  
Two odd motherfuckers who just happened to meet at the right time  
What a coincidence it is, cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica  
Queens, I still remember the call up at Chung King cause  
Big L had just got popped just a month before  
If 50 lives he`s gettin dropped from Columbia  
Two years later me and Doc had to come and uhh  
Operate, that`s when he popped up at number one  
And we ain`t never gonna stop if you wonderin  
Even if I`m under the gun  
You ain`t got to agree all the time with me or see eye to eye  
There`ll always be animosity between you and I  
But see the difference is, if it is, I could give a shit  
Still gonna conduct motherfuckin business as usual  
Egos aside `fore I bruise `em all  
Swallow your pride `fore I step on it with shoes you call  
Nikes, Earthlings, how do you like these?  
You gotta love `em, look at the bottom of `em, they`re like cleats  
Stompin, I been rompin  
since Tim Dog was, hollerin, Fuck Compton  
I was whylin, freestylin  
Back when, they were still makin, Maxell casettes  
It wasn`t even rap shelters yet, that tells us that  
any doubts in your head that seals the shit  
Ricky ticky toc, ticky ticky toc  
Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Diggy Doc  
And ya don`t stop...