Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battling
But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? A joke? You smoking crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'for I get down, run myself in the ground
'For I put some wack shit out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
You all steady trying to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothing but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out
Fuck shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you're gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you would've tried
The only way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every niggas favorite arch-enemy
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a Dillinger in the dark diligently

I'm not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical
I'll allergic to dying, you think not? You got balls? We can see how large
When the music stops
I was happy having a deal at first
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing left but your word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with they hands out
Checking for your record when its selling
When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin you drink 'til your car spin, you think

You slam into the wall and you fall
Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops
Let's see how many of your men loyal
When I pull up looking for you
With a pistol sipping on a can of Pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust your head would just explode
With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how you shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while given the chance
Understand I can enhance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how G's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan tug-o-war with your life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga your a gonna at night

When the music stops
Instigators, turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors wrist to razors
You all don't want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more you all breach, the more I moves
This hill street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news betcha all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop
Music's changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
N-W-A said fuck the police

Now I'm in jail
93 was strictly R&B
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Priscella at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddie Murphy in the back
M-O-P had me grimey and griddy
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bow's
Now I'm in the hospital
Broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, I'm going in shock
I'm reaching for the Glock but the music stops

Lyrics submitted by birostick, edited by Mellow_Harsher

When The Music Stops Lyrics as written by Deshaun Dupree Holton Denaun M Porter

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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    General CommentD-12 is trying to say that music shouldn't be taken too seriously and it's just entertainment.
    Aerionon May 19, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBizzarr says: Ludacris told me to throw them bows.
    Static-X's Biatchon May 27, 2002   Link
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    General CommentIn the line "when it aint, that's the end no [last?!?]
    no friends no girl" its **"When it aint, that's the end no laughs no friends no girl."
    RideorDyeon August 02, 2002   Link
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    General Commentthis song is plays on a trend started on the marshall mathers lp...on that cd and on the d12 cd after devil's night they had these serious songs about their lives and such....on this cd after steve berman they start out all serious and then are like "PYSCHE" and go on about how music shouldn't be serious....brilliant
    Jayemelon September 14, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General Commentummmmmmm
    its aight
    afro_sheemon July 05, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song is pretty cool i guess
    pimpologyon October 02, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis song is so cool,
    I love the line "flying down sunset smoking crack, transvestite in the front, eddie murphy in the back" That shit is so funny.
    quiffpornon October 12, 2004   Link
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    General CommentUnless I'm wrong, which I may be, I'm fairly certain that he says "transvesDYKE" instead of "transvestite".
    D-Shizniton December 15, 2004   Link
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    General CommentLove D12 but every time Bizarre comes in on a song it slows down and goes generally shit. D12 would b so much better without him. But then they wouldnt be D12. He can't rap
    colin1313on December 27, 2004   Link
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    General CommentWhy are the Proof lyrics missing out of this song. It should be before the bizarre verse
    colin1313on December 27, 2004   Link

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