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    "Guilty Conscience" Lyrics

    Eminem feat. Dr. Dre

    Genre:Hardcore, Hip-Hop
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    Meet Eddie, 23 years old.
    Fed up with life and the way things are going,
    he decides to rob a liquor store.
    (I can't take this no more. I can't take it no more, homes.)
    But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart.
    And suddenly, his conscience comes into play.

    Dr. Dre
    Alright, stop! (Huh?) Now before you walk in the door
    Of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer
    You'd better think of the consequence
    (But who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin' conscience.

    That's nonsense.
    Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs
    And borrow a damn dress and one of her blonde 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

    Dr. Dre
    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 then 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?

    Dr. Dre
    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.

    (It's all right, c'mon, just come in here for a minute.)
    (Mmm, I don't know.)
    (Look, baby.)
    (Look, it's gonna be all right, right?)
    (Well, okay.)

    Meet Stan, 21 years old.
    After meeting a young girl at a rave party,
    Thing's start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom.
    Once again, his conscience comes into play.

    Now listen to me: while you're kissin' her cheek
    Smearin' her lipstick,
    I slip this in her drink.
    Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe...

    Dr. Dre
    Yo, this girl's only 15 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
    Till she passes out and she forgot how she got there.

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

    No, but I seen the porno with Son Doobiest!

    Dr. Dre
    Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?

    Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail.

    (Hee. It feels good to be home.)

    Meet Grady, a 29 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?!)

    Dr. Dre
    Alright, calm down. Relax, start breathin'.

    Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin'.
    While you at work, she's with some dude, tryin' to get off?
    Fuck slittin' her throat! Cut this bitch's head off!!

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

    What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?

    Dr. Dre
    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!?

    Dr. Dre
    What'd you say?

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

    Dr. Dre
    Imma kill you, motherfucker!

    Ah-ah, temper, temper!
    Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK
    Coming straight outta Compton, y'all better make way?
    How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?

    Dr. Dre
    'Cuz 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?
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Psy Chosis and albert for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Marshall B III Mathers, Ronald Stein, Andre Romell Young.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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