Текст песни Shit Hits the Fan - Obie Trice
Yeah
Yo,
let's
bring
it
What
you
gonna
do
when
shit
hits
the
fan?
Are
you
gonna
stand
and
fight
like
a
man?
Will
you
be
as
hard
as
you
say
you
are?
Or
you
gonna
run
and
go
get
your
bodyguard?
I
said
What
you
gonna
do
when
shit
hits
the
fan?
Are
you
gonna
stand
and
fight
like
a
man?
And
show
us
you're
as
hard
as
you
say
you
are?
Or
you
gonna
run
and
go
get
your
bodyguard?
Niggas
is
so
gangsta,
Niggas
is
thugs
Niggas'll
spend
their
whole
life
peddlin'
drugs
Slanging
dope
in
hopes
of
one
day
bein'
able
To
own
they
own
label
and
give
the
game
up
Some
niggas
came
up,
some
just
didn't
That's
just
the
way
it
is,
if
it
ain't
meant
it,
it
just
isn't
Some
niggas'll
get
money
and
pay
niggas
to
back
'em
So
they
can
act
up,
feel
comfortable,
and
rap
tough
And
that's
ass
backwards,
'cause
them
niggas
just
gone
keep
coming
back
And
that's
when
extortion
happens
You
struggle
to
get
free,
I
know
how
this
shit
be
You
deal
with
anything
to
live
legitimately
But
you
gon'
find
if
you
do
get
in
this
industry
It's
best
to
do
business
with
me
than
against
me
Niggas
get
behind
mics
and
ain't
even
MCs
Niggas
get
on
MTV
just
to
diss
me
This
shit
don't
even
piss
me
off
I'm
laughin'
all
the
way
to
the
bank
Watchin'
the
satellite
from
a
Bentley
You
niggas
don't
even
got
a
car
You're
so
far
under
my
radar
I
don't
even
know
who
the
fuck
you
are
To
tell
you
to
suck
my
dick
while
I'm
pissin'
I
don't
even
listen
to
your
shit
to
know
who
the
fuck
I'm
dissin'
The
media
just
feeds
into
these
feuds
Tryin'
to
add
fuel
to
the
fire,
this
little
nigga,
Ja
Rule
Talking
'bout
he's
gonna
slap
me,
nigga
please
You
gotta
jump
and
swing
up
to
hit
me
in
the
knees
I
laugh
at
these
magazines
when
they
interview
'em
All
they
doin'
is
making
fake
threats
to
us
through
'em
And
pussy
you're
not
Pac,
I
knew
'em
Pac
was
a
real
nigga,
you
just
a
fuckin'
insult
to
'em
It's
too
bad
we
had
to
fall
out
before
he
passes
If
he
could
see
this
shit
now,
he'd
be
whuppin'
your
ass
You're
talkin'
to
a
pioneer
who
engineered
this
shit
for
19
years
Who
you
got
in
your
ear?
I
don't
even
gotta
say
it,
the
fans
know
Quit
tryin'
to
be
tough,
nigga,
you
look
like
a
asshole
What
you
gonna
do
when
shit
hits
the
fan?
Are
you
gonna
stand
and
fight
like
a
man?
Will
you
be
as
hard
as
you
say
you
are?
Or
you
gonna
run
and
go
get
your
bodyguard?
I
said
what
you
gonna
do
when
shit
hits
the
fan?
Are
you
gonna
stand
and
fight
like
a
man?
And
show
us
you're
as
hard
as
you
say
you
are?
Or
you
gonna
run
and
go
get
your
bodyguard?
They
say
why
don't
we
increase
the
peace
The
only
peace
increased
is
that
which
deletes
your
peeps
'Cause
niggas
run
mouths,
but
they
don't
run
streets
'Til
that
four-five
will
cease
the
speech
Yeah,
it's
a
shame
how
the
beef'll
creep
Could've
reached
your
peak,
now
you're
left
with
a
horrible
leak
I'm
tryin'
to
be
as
bleak
with
my
speech
as
possible
Just
in
case
a
nigga
tryin'
to
throw
me
an
obstacle
Nigga,
I'm
not
boxin'
you,
I'm
hospitable
I
put
you
in
a
hospital,
that's
how
I
get
at
you
Let
the
doc
op
on
you,
he
don't
rid
you?
You
back
on
the
streets?
I
send
another
hit
at
you
This
is
not
a
hypocritical
issue
I
will
critical
condition
your
tissue
Give
a
fuck
if
all
ten
of
them
with
you
I
throw
an
extra
ten
of
them
missiles
Turn
gangstas
into
gentlemen
vicko
And
ever
since
Eminem
dissed
you
I
swear
I
see
the
women
and
bitch
in
you
All
this
bickering
back
and
forth
over
who
signs
who
Curtis,
pull
your
skirt
up,
nigga,
you
got
murdered
Now
take
it
like
a
man
and
shake
it
off,
damn
And
quit
tellin'
all
these
magazines
your
plans
How
you
gone
slap
up
my
mans,
you're
fict'ious
Nigga,
we
send
Stan
to
come
murder
your
bitches
What
you
gonna
do
when
shit
hits
the
fan?
Are
you
gonna
stand
and
fight
like
a
man?
Will
you
be
as
hard
as
you
say
you
are?
Or
you
gonna
run
and
go
get
your
bodyguard?
I
said
What
you
gonna
do
when
shit
hits
the
fan?
Are
you
gonna
stand
and
fight
like
a
man?
And
show
us
you're
as
hard
as
you
say
you
are?
Or
you
gonna
run
and
go
get
your
bodyguard?
Yeah,
yeah
Go
out
behind
all
the
gangstas
you
want,
nigga
Matter
of
fact,
go
get
every
gangsta
from
every
hood
In
the
United
States
of
America
to
back
you,
nigga
Ain't
nobody
rap
wit
you
You
can't
see
that?
Fell
off,
nigga
Damn,
damn
Shady
slash
Aftermath,
motherfucker
2003
to
infinity
1 Average Man
2 Cheers
3 Got Some Teeth
4 Lady
5 Don't Come Down
6 The Setup
7 Bad Bitch
8 Shit Hits the Fan
9 Follow My Life
10 We All Die One Day
11 Spread Yo Shit
12 Look in My Eyes
13 Hands On You
14 Hoodrats
15 Oh!
16 Never Forget Ya
17 Outro
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