Artist: T.I. f/ Eminem Album: No Mercy Song: That's All She Wrote Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chorus One: T.I.] Now I don't really care what you call me Just as long as you don't call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Good night it's over with, that's all she wrote The streets like cold Chicago Ain't nothin new, I seen it all befo' But still I ball like no tomorrow Good night it's over with, that's all she wrote [Interlude: T.I.] All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote Good night it's over with, that's all she wrote [T.I.] Yeah, ay It's stupid how I go in knowin everybody knowin that I'm sewin up the game, destroyin life, they hate me for it Eventually see they can't beat then with me they join Others sworn under oath or banished left completely scorn You tell lies, get cut, nigga kick rocks You never did blend in with the big shots On a fast track, ain't no need for no pit stop I just laugh at, nigga wishin they was this hot Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off Better that than pissed on; I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones Catch me in the end zone, high-steppin primetime Thought you niggaz been known, ain't no blockin my shine Like my new Air Yeezy's you can see me in the nighttime I get rich off livin life, you check-to-check recitin rhymes So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time While I get stupid paper, hey my dough ain't in its right mind, mind, mind [Chorus One] [Eminem] You're starin straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah you're late Your train left, mascara and egg smear on your face Night's over, goodbye hoe, I thought that I told ya that spilled nut ain't nothin to cry over Never shoulda came within +Range+ of my Rover Should known I was trouble soon as I rolled up Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her She still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold up She mistook me for some high roller when I won't even buy her soda Unless it's Rock & Rye cola (Satan's cheaper) Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the fuckin chip on my shoulder! If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye/die for ya Tryin to pull five bucks from me is like tryin to pull five molars You get your eyes swole up, I'm on my straight grizzly So why would I buy you a gay ass teddy bear bitch? You're already bi-polar! [Chorus Two: Eminem] Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches know soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado I don't ever know where I'm finna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote [T.I.] The credit rollin, curtain closin, movie over with (that's it) But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit Your life is sure a bitch, but she know I'm rich (I'm rich) That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick Here I go again, I kick this shit, dividend got it pourin in Peso, euro, yen - ah-ha I'm paid, never gon' be broke again See me posted in, anythang, wearin any chain Never gon' see me totin anythang, all you gon' see is BANG! It's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit Yeah I'm on another level but you niggaz still can get it It's all over 'fore you finished, sorry bro this where we end it Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business [Eminem] Yeah I guess life is a bitch, ain't it Tip? And each one thinks they the shit Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my hankerchief I'm givin these hoes a dose of they own medicine, let 'em get a good taste of it I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now but in case you didn't This shit's so bad better stick your nose to your forehead and staple it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin it So I pace this shit a little bit quicker, that clock I'm racin it; double timin it but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time that it may take you pricks to catch on, while you strong-arm like Stretch Armstrong Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe-S on it dawg And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong But if you're gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the F on dawg [T.I.] Ha ha ha, and on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane I'm as strong as they came, they were gone 'fore they came Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why, why, why [Chorus Three: Eminem] + (T.I.) Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold (I bet they knew as soon as they saw me) (Good night it's over with, that's all she wrote) I roll like a desperado And I don't ever know where I'm gonna go (But still I ball like there's no tomorrow) (Good night it's over with, that's all she wrote) [Interlude]