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LYRICS
[Eminem talkin']
Its all bad now man, its all bad
But yal done fucke...
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LYRICS
[Eminem talkin']
Its all bad now man, its all bad
But yal done fucked up now
Yeah ha ha, new shit, hey yo
I just want the whole world to know:
That I did not start this, but I will finish it
[Verse]
Comin up it never mattered what color you was
If you could spit then you could spit, thats it, thats what it was
Back when, motherf*ckers was straight back packin
Cypherin, fightin for life in this rap
for the mic to get past and you psyched and you gasped
and you hyped cuz you last and you might whoop some ass
If you lost then you lost shake hands like a man
and you swallowed it, when the unsigned hype column
at The Source was like, the only source of light
When the mics used to mean somethin, a four was like
you were the shit, now its like the least you get
three and a half now just means you a piece of shit
four and a half or five, means you Biggie, Jigga, Nas,
or Benzino I dont think you even realize
you playin with motherf*ckers lives, I done watched Dre
get ****ed on The Chronic, probably cuz I was on it
Now you fucked me outa my mics twice I let it slide
I said I wouldnt hold my f*cken breath to get a five
Sh*t I was right, Ida f*ckin died already tryin
I swear to God I never lie I bet thats why
you let that b*tch give me that bullsh*t review
I sat and took it, I aint look at the sh*t we knew
You'd probly try to f*ck us with Obie and 50 too
F*ck a relationship we through
No more Source with street cred, them days is dead
Dre's got A-Ks to Dave May's head
Every issue there's an eight page Made-Mens spread
Will somebody please tell whoever braids his head
That I am not afraid, hes just a f*ckin waste of lead
on my pencil, for me to write some sh*t this simple
So listen closely, as I break it down and proceed
This old Gs bout to get smoked like rolled weed
You dont know me or my motherf*ckin mother you motherf*ckin punk
Put me on your fuckin cover just to sell your little sell out mag
I aint mad I feel bad, heres an ad, heres a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad
You wanna talk about some sh*t that you dont know about? ya
Lets talk about how your puttin you own son out there
To try to eat off him, cuz you missed your boat
Your never gonna blow b*tch your just too old
No wonder your sore now lordy your bored now
Im pushin thirty your kickin fourty's door down
B*tch this is war now, and youl never beat me
all you do is cheat me out of QUATABLES but you know
that youl always see me on your TV
Cuz you gotta stay up till three in the mornin
To see your video played once on bet
So he-he-he who has the last laugh?
Aftermath ya so on behalf on our whole staff
kiss our ass-hole cracks we'll never fold or hold back
Just know that Benzinos wack
no matter how many times I say his name, hell never blow jack
Your better off tryin to bring R-S-O back
Look at your track record thats how far it goes back
Its extortion n Ray own's a proportion
so half of the staff up there is fresh outta jail from boston
Bullyin and bossin, Dave like a slave they've completely brainwashed him
And forced him to stay locked in his own office afraid of the softest
fakest, wannabe gangster in New York
And its pitiful, cuz I would have never said sh*t to you if you'd have kept your mouth shut
B*tch now what? Hit it Clue, spit it Slay
New sh*t, exclusive, yo Lantern, Whoo Kid
You know what to do with this: use it
Im through, this is stupid, I cant believe I stooped to this
bullsh*t to do this...
And who you callin a b*tch? B*tch. You owe me
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Deniswesttower favorited a video
(3 days ago)
[Eminem]
Makaveli rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mou...
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[Eminem]
Makaveli rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a .12 gauge shotti
[2x]
Come get me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja,
na na na na na na na na
[Eminem]
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That exstacy dun' got you all emotional and moushy
Bitches wearin rags in photos, Ja's words bein quoted
In the SOURCE, stealin 'Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouth, pray to God, hopin no one's listenin
See 50 comin for me, Oh my God my, my position
No one will pay attention
To me, please Gotti, here I go
Gimme this pill, exstacy dun' got me feelin so
Invincible
Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin mad man who screams
Like I'm 'Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennesy
Actin like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm CRAZY
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fucked from this shit
I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Sayin mothafucka's name's before somebody fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
[Eminem Sings]
Come get me
Motherfucker, If you want Shady
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja
Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na
Get off that E
Before you try to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la
[50 Cent]
Penatenturies is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin
Insitutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from the cell, G-Unit mothafucka, WE BALLIN
Catch me countin trees and when I'm callin
Can you set my car, Ceo let me sip on Henessy, "Can I sip some more?"
Hell, I done been in jail, I ain't scared
Momma checkin in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
Mothafuckas thinkin they can stop 50... they losin it
Lil' nigga named Ja, think he live like me
Talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me
You live in fantasies nigga
I rejected deposit
When your lil sweet ass comin out of the closet
now he wonderin why DMX blowed him out
next time grown folks talkin bitch close your mouth
Peep me I take this war shit deeply
Seen too many real niggas ballin let these bitch niggas beat me
yous a mothafuckin punk and you dont see me with gloves
quit scarin them fuckin kids with ya ulgy ass mug
and you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
but you and i know whats goin on
Nigga pay back Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Witness be strap with max You know I don't play that
All these old rappers tryin to advance its all over now -- take it like a man
HAHA--Irv lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
tryin to playa hate on my shit- Made of fat dick
Lovin this shit thats how you made me
feelin like I got you niggas crazy
Against all odds up with my thug mothafuckas know
This'll be the realist shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin blow to the truest shit i ever
spoke, 21 gun salute
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