Released: August 27, 2021
Songwriter: Horseshoe G.A.N.G
Producer: Eminem
[Intro: Demetrius]
East Side, East Side, East Side, East Siders
[Chorus: Demetrius]
Nigga on turf, all up in my hood, liquor store church
Gun store, liquor store, gun store, church
Liquor store, liquor store, liquor store, church
Hold up, hold up (Uhh)
Nigga on turf, all up in my hood, liquor store church
Gun store, liquor store, gun store, church
Liquor store, liquor store, liquor store, church (East Side, East Side, East Side, East Siders)
Hold up, hold up (Uhh)
[Verse 1: Demetrius, Julius & Kenny]
They ain't even know, this is that simultaneous flow
We finna bang, you niggas are lame in the game
Everything changed the minute we came in the door
We comin' in gunnin' in front of your son and your woman
Like cummin' into some money, we came in the dough
He go, then I go (then he go) then I go
Nut in your dear mama, I came in the doe
[Verse 2: Kenny, Julius & Demetrius]
The deadliest villain is ready and willin' to sever your melon
That's how I really get ahead of you niggas
In my head I developed a lyrical weaponry nigga
And he said I just bred a pre-mental telepathy nigga
After he read what he said in his head and he fed it to me
And I fed it to you using these syllables, credit these niggas
I'm deading these niggas, I telekinetically pick up a pencil
When I scribble the pencil, put lead in these niggas
There's plenty of niggas who clamin' they real but fictitious
Lookin' for a killer in these streets, I'm IT bitches
You're over four, like the fifth digit, I sixth sense it
Might be dippin' in something that hit switches
Pullin' up, I'm Pac, when I get around, clips hit em up, them choppers choppin' em down
And then I'mma back out like a hospital gown
And y'all get the picture like the top of a mound
[Verse 3: Julius]
Put a op on the ground when I blast that uzi
Picture a sick motherfucker, hashtag looney
After my gunfire, open my armrest, that's where my firearm rests, I'mma stash that tooley
Put a price on your head, I see dollar signs next to your name like a nigga send his Cash App to me
And then I finna take every motherfucker out like the edited version of a Sam Jack movie
[Verse 4: Demetrius]
Your handbag Louis hand that to me and that Gucci
We don't wanna be a hashtag, do we?
I'll happily kidnap your Papi and that'll be bag dad
Then I'll have a cat tattoo me
A tattoo tear on my cheek, call it murder ink, if I heard 'em blink then I'mma clap that rudey
It's crucial, nigga, the shoes'll get the Bobby Seale of approval cause our black match Huey
[Verse 5: Kenny & Julius]
Truly Kenny is snow cold, really they don't know, twenty below froze, gimme some more dro
Then I'mma blow smoke into the ozone, get in my zone on (bro go)
Many idiot's really finna get dome's blown (phone home)
Bet we'll cause your squad division, there's no one in our division They hopin' to block the vision
My flow is apocalyptic, it's over, your clock is tickin', I'm colder than Cryogenics but roastin' the competition
[Verse 6: Julius]
No one stop the mission, this is lyrical supremacy
Lyrical divinity an instrumental killing spree
Consider me the epitome of sinister villainy
There really ain't no way you getting rid of me (wait)
There's a heavy possibility that everyone in the vicinity might catch a bullet where your liver be
That mean your bullets from the nine millimetre riddled the middle of a man who didn't do diddly, simply because he witnessed me
[Verse 7: Demetrius, Kenny & Julius]
Niggas from here to Italy finna see I'm an oddity
I'm sonically, and chronically, some kind of commodity
When you try to describe the kinda anomaly
I'mma be when I rhymin' it gotta be out of body astronomy
Then I'm bombin' atomically, I'm a rhymer that's scholarly
Cause a lot of lobotomies and bodily harm
What kinda metal we use when a soldier's armed?
Wakanda metal we use, Winter Soldier's arm (wait)
We teaching you how to rap you people are outta whack we swinging the battle axe
You weak as a battle rapper that actually has to rap on a beat
We like Vorhees without a mask (why?)
These rappers are scared of the features
They don't wanna be embarrassed by teachers
Cause they know if they on a record with me
Then they're either in hell or inhalin' the ether
[Outro: Demetrius]
East Side, East Side, East Side, East Siders
East Side, East Side, East Side, East Siders
[Chorus: Demetrius]
Nigga on turf, all up in my hood, liquor store church
Gun store, liquor store, gun store, church
Liquor store, liquor store, liquor store, church
Hold up, hold up (Uhh)
Nigga on turf, all up in my hood, liquor store church
Gun store, liquor store, gun store, church
Liquor store, liquor store, liquor store, church (East Side, East Side, East Side, East Siders)
Hold up, hold up (Uhh)
[Verse 1: Demetrius, Julius & Kenny]
They ain't even know, this is that simultaneous flow
We finna bang, you niggas are lame in the game
Everything changed the minute we came in the door
We comin' in gunnin' in front of your son and your woman
Like cummin' into some money, we came in the dough
He go, then I go (then he go) then I go
Nut in your dear mama, I came in the doe
[Verse 2: Kenny, Julius & Demetrius]
The deadliest villain is ready and willin' to sever your melon
That's how I really get ahead of you niggas
In my head I developed a lyrical weaponry nigga
And he said I just bred a pre-mental telepathy nigga
After he read what he said in his head and he fed it to me
And I fed it to you using these syllables, credit these niggas
I'm deading these niggas, I telekinetically pick up a pencil
When I scribble the pencil, put lead in these niggas
There's plenty of niggas who clamin' they real but fictitious
Lookin' for a killer in these streets, I'm IT bitches
You're over four, like the fifth digit, I sixth sense it
Might be dippin' in something that hit switches
Pullin' up, I'm Pac, when I get around, clips hit em up, them choppers choppin' em down
And then I'mma back out like a hospital gown
And y'all get the picture like the top of a mound
[Verse 3: Julius]
Put a op on the ground when I blast that uzi
Picture a sick motherfucker, hashtag looney
After my gunfire, open my armrest, that's where my firearm rests, I'mma stash that tooley
Put a price on your head, I see dollar signs next to your name like a nigga send his Cash App to me
And then I finna take every motherfucker out like the edited version of a Sam Jack movie
[Verse 4: Demetrius]
Your handbag Louis hand that to me and that Gucci
We don't wanna be a hashtag, do we?
I'll happily kidnap your Papi and that'll be bag dad
Then I'll have a cat tattoo me
A tattoo tear on my cheek, call it murder ink, if I heard 'em blink then I'mma clap that rudey
It's crucial, nigga, the shoes'll get the Bobby Seale of approval cause our black match Huey
[Verse 5: Kenny & Julius]
Truly Kenny is snow cold, really they don't know, twenty below froze, gimme some more dro
Then I'mma blow smoke into the ozone, get in my zone on (bro go)
Many idiot's really finna get dome's blown (phone home)
Bet we'll cause your squad division, there's no one in our division They hopin' to block the vision
My flow is apocalyptic, it's over, your clock is tickin', I'm colder than Cryogenics but roastin' the competition
[Verse 6: Julius]
No one stop the mission, this is lyrical supremacy
Lyrical divinity an instrumental killing spree
Consider me the epitome of sinister villainy
There really ain't no way you getting rid of me (wait)
There's a heavy possibility that everyone in the vicinity might catch a bullet where your liver be
That mean your bullets from the nine millimetre riddled the middle of a man who didn't do diddly, simply because he witnessed me
[Verse 7: Demetrius, Kenny & Julius]
Niggas from here to Italy finna see I'm an oddity
I'm sonically, and chronically, some kind of commodity
When you try to describe the kinda anomaly
I'mma be when I rhymin' it gotta be out of body astronomy
Then I'm bombin' atomically, I'm a rhymer that's scholarly
Cause a lot of lobotomies and bodily harm
What kinda metal we use when a soldier's armed?
Wakanda metal we use, Winter Soldier's arm (wait)
We teaching you how to rap you people are outta whack we swinging the battle axe
You weak as a battle rapper that actually has to rap on a beat
We like Vorhees without a mask (why?)
These rappers are scared of the features
They don't wanna be embarrassed by teachers
Cause they know if they on a record with me
Then they're either in hell or inhalin' the ether
[Outro: Demetrius]
East Side, East Side, East Side, East Siders
From the album
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