[As music starts] Wahoo, guess who's back?

[Eminem]
WHOOOOOOOOO!! HAHAHA
Guess who's back!
Mommy! We're home! Mommy, we're home
Say hello to my little friends! friends
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill! Hill
Everybody, Put put your hands where my eyes can see em!

[Eminem]
Everywhere we go people know that we roll deep as fuck
40Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing when D-Bo was 50 Samoans aint no one wanna deal with us
50 TwizzyTweezy, Obie there won't be no hoe in us
They pop shit like they gonna gon do shit but no one does
When we move
From New York down to Texas Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We changeWe've changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too many to handle us
Its funnyIt's funny, I guess money does have its advantagesenter added
And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
ItsIt's not like we're just feelin feeling ourselves that much it's just
ThatIt's just, that if someone ever does put us in the clutch
We just know that ya'll aint gonna y'all ain't gon be the one who's gonna gon do it
Cuz
'Cause first of all you're pushy pussy and everybody can see that
You fuck around around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business being in and in, we aint ain't even gonna gon be in it
No one's gonna gunna hear nothin nothing, no one's gonna gunna see the this shitenter added
And they'll be in and up out it of it, them boys is bout it it, bout it
And theThe noise from clips n rounds will [unverified] be drownded drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be layin laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
Till the club closes and clears out and

And that's when they see you flattened flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all cuz the 'cause your jaws are flappin flapping
And you couldn't stop yappin yapping and took it passed rappin past rapping
It aint ain't about the music no more, its about tryin it's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the bomb is about 'bout to go off

[Chorus: (Eminem)]
Shit's about to change cuz change, 'cause we aint playin ain't playing no games
We aint budgin ain't budging neither are they and they, we aint sayin ain't saying no names
Shit just aint ain't the same same, when the cage get to sprayin Aks gettin' sprayed
Hip Hop'Cause hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1 911

It aint ain't about hip hop cuz hop, 'cause those days are gone
It aint ain't about tryin to trying rip shop shots, to get props no more
ItsIt's about tryin trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor cuz
Hip Hop'Cause hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1 911

[Be Real]
I took the strap Step off my holster cuz 'cause shit is it's getting serious
All these theses drugs you be fuckin fucking with make you delirious
ThinkinThinking you comin coming with heat heat, yo son son, I'm curious
How long are you gonna gunna hate us and judge us and jury us us?

Some people can never fade us they us, that make us so curious furious
Mistake us for fakers homey with raider with fakers, homie we greater and glorious
We live it living for real and others just makin making the stories up
Illusions so brokenAllusions are broken, so live it up up, you corny fucksenter added
If you take a fuckin fucking minute to think about what you you've done
When you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
CaughtGot a hot one sprayin one, spraying you bitches till there was is none
I'm like a rollin rolling stone homey homie, I got you under my thumb
You silly
Silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches stitches, for envyin envy and all our my riches
Your game's just like a midget you clockin the midget, you're clocking a small digit
DealinDealing with a giant goliath the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it come on it, c'mon
[Chorus]About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911
[The Godfather]It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
I'mIt ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

Uh, gangsta gangsta Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
On this shit that you call hip hop disfunction hop, this function is where its headed did it
When I put it in motion motion, my focus is getting breaded branded
My appetite for destruction is blasted because I say we got said it

Got you
Stumblin stumbling for cover cover, this music dyin dying in number numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder admittin its wonder, admitting it's all glamour when glamor
When you
Enter enter the business you thinking you runnin running shit
You witness that funny shit you shit, your bitches that aint they ain't shitenter added
We gangsta gangstas we blast first first, ask questions later all
All these
Imitators paradin imitators parading like they some playas tryin
Trying to
Save save hip hop the task is something greater
Cuz'Cause we old fashion fashioned coded we with loyalty motivators motivaters
Getting caught and
Get caught, I'm not telling telling, or more like killing not caring
killin not carinI'm ridin riding a gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying
A gangsta feelin no ferin when gangtas dyinI'm in a
Food full circle with homeys homies that's suppose supposed to bleed
On a an 8 mile Mile mission with Cypress and OG's O.G.'s
[Chorus]About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911