Gatman & Robbin
Eminem 50 Cent Lyrics

Gee wilikers Gatman they got me surrounded
Oh my goodness, Gatman, they have surrounded me

I'm on my way
I'm coming to help

I got a gat, man, if there's a problem I'ma solve it
I have a gun and if there is a problem, I will handle it

A nigga movin' around with a big-ass revolver
I am carrying a large revolver

And a MAC, man
And a MAC-10 machine pistol as well

What the fuck are you retarded?
Are you stupid or something?

You touch Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed
If you lay a hand on Shady, you will die

This ain't Batman, Robin, Cagney or Lacey
This is not a movie or a tv show

It's 50 Cent and Shady, the worst, baby
It's just 50 Cent and Shady, the baddest duo

You put your hands on my peoples I'll react crazy
If you touch any of my associates, I will act insane

Put a hole through your front and your back, maybe
I will shoot you in the chest and back

But go 'head, you try me
But go ahead and try to mess with me

I'll have your ass hooked up to an IV
I will injure you so badly you will have to be connected to an IV

I leave no witnesses when I ride, B
I don't leave any witnesses behind when I commit crimes

You fuck with me, you'll see
If you mess with me, you will find out

I react like an animal and tear you apart
I behave like an animal and destroy you completely

If a masterpiece was murder I'd major in art
If murder was an art form, I would be the best at it

Niggas know I was wrapped too tight from the start
People know I have always been a little crazy

But being a little off landed me on top of the charts
But being crazy helped me become successful

So you take the good with the bad, I guess
I suppose you have to accept the positive and negative in life

Level three Teflon plate on my chest
I wear a bulletproof vest made of advanced materials

Hammer cocked back, hollow tip in the chamber, danger
My gun is loaded and ready to fire at any moment, it's a dangerous situation

Anger'll change ya, and make you aim at, and squeeze
Anger can change a person and cause them to pull the trigger

We're walking away from a beef in which clearly you started
We are ending a conflict that you were clearly responsible for creating

I said we're walking away, did you hear me?
I said we are ending it, did you understand?

You oughta be thankful that we ain't beefin'
You should be grateful that we are not fighting

We'll disagree and just leave it at (Tat!)
We will have a disagreement and then end it quickly

'Cause if me and 50 and G-Unit hop back in that (Bat!) mobile
Because if we, 50 Cent and G-Unit, get into that Batmobile once again

It ain't gonna be no more rap it's gonna be (Brrat!)
It will not be just music anymore, it will be gunfire

Retaliation, it'll be like them Muslim Shiia (Attacks!)
Retaliation will be as violent as Muslim Shiites attacking

Somewhere along the line it's like me and 50 made a (Pact!)
At some point, 50 Cent and I made a pact

He's got my back, I got his back (Back!)
He supports me and I support him

It's almost like we're kinda like Siamese twins
It's like we are conjoined twins in some way

'Cause when we beef we pull each other into the bullshit
Because when we have a conflict, we get involved with each other's problems

Like we're conjoined at the hip, it's just unavoidable
It's like we cannot help but be interconnected

Some of the shit is squashable; some shit'll never boil over
Some of the problems can be resolved, while others will never be settled

Some of it will just simmer at best if left alone
Some of it will calm down if left alone, but not entirely

But let it be known there will be no sitdowns
But be aware that we will not have a peaceful discussion

With no Daves and 'Zinos
We will not negotiate with anyone

There will be no peace discussions with me
I will not engage in peaceful discussion

There ain't gonna be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea
We will not have friendly debate over tea and crumpets

Just quit fucking with me and I'll gladly quit fucking with you
Just leave me alone and I will leave you alone

Just spit your sixteen and do what you gotta do to get through
Just rap your verse and move on with your life

Without mentioning me
Don't talk about me at all

Or the machine of Jimmy Iovine or Dre or 50
Or do not discuss Jimmy Iovine, Dr. Dre, or 50 Cent

Or D-Twizzie, Obie and just let it be
Or D-Twizzie and Obie, just leave them out of this

Nigga you get it twisted, you gon' get your wig splitted
If you misunderstand the situation, you will be in danger

I don't give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it
I am not afraid of the police, even if they know I committed a crime

Man I hussle, I get money in the sunshine or a blizzard
I work hard and make money regardless of the weather

I go hard for that paper, homie, I just gotta get it
I work hard for my money and I will do whatever it takes

Got a money scheme, you plot it, you can count me in I'm with it
If you have a plan to make money, I am interested and will help

You cross me you gon' make a cemetery visit
If you betray me, you will end up dead

That's gangsta, you know me I talk 'cause I live it
That's what it means to be a gangster, and I speak from experience

Shell cases drop, when that choppa chop, way up the block
Bullet casings are left behind when my machine gun is fired, heard throughout the neighborhood

Get hit with copper tops, when the drama pop, the llama pop
You will get hit by bullets when the conflict escalates

And it won't stop, you can run call the cops
The violence will not stop and calling the police will not help you

This ain't new, niggas know how I be on it
This is not surprising, people know me and my behavior

That shit you got, put my pistol to you, I want it
I want what you have, and I will use my gun to take it

It's not a game, perfect aim
This is not a game, I am an accurate shot

You feel the flame up against your brain
You will feel the heat of my gun against your head

Man it's so hot I'll make you wish it rained
It is so hot, you will wish it could rain to cool down

Motherfucker, you retarded?
Are you stupid or something?

You touch 50, I'll leave you dearly departed
If you touch 50 Cent, you will face the consequences and be dead