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(em) - baby, what do you wanna be when you grow up?
(Hailie) - i don't know, but i don't be like Ja Rules dirty ass kids!
ha ha ha

[Em &
[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!
G-g-g-g G-Unit!
[H]
[E] Come here baby, bring daddy his
[H]
[E] gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass!
[H -

1]

I'm about to get rid of hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with lead and bout a pencil
Lookit what the you done got into
I see you yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a and you spelled it wrong
You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause all you on
You on Pac's dick, you a guy
If Pac was alive you would never get by
All you do is cry, keep it real
Life is more than imitating and eatin' pills
And kind of ruins three deals
another nigga got you, they didn't see skills
And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin'
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover he need it
And all you hatin', shut you mouths
just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
[Obie
Do-ra-mi, but we don't sing
So Murder Inc. do ya thing
You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin'
Than R&B comin' from that
It's a little extreme
Neck and necks with soldiers, Marines
Ja sold his soul to
We've eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the
Now that embraced the green
Don't with the triple beams
You's a muthafuckin slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Billie Holliday how it happen?
Artist for Repetuar saw him in
Pac assassination Def Jam him
Told him him, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know Afina Shakur
Don't Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy
So I'm this toy
and destroy, Shady
Aftermath and Detroit

Do-ra-me,
blame me 'cause you lost your boss's spot

Ja quit playin' it off you're not 2Pac
Don't make me, too hot and not
Shootin' at me, with the shot you got
Ja quit playin' knock it off not 2Pac
You'll get popped poppin' all shit you pop

2]

Now we can get the mean mugs and get to the slugs
To the and the cryin' and the intimate hugs
We don't take you nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go sing a hook nigga
And you can't the late greal one
And when you gone you only be the late fake one
please, stick to the script
before the guns stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a
Fuckin' old ass ignorant innocent senior citizen
Built up, slap you Grimace, all sensitive
a minute, hold on
Is it me or do he look like a banana braids and clothes on?
A bitch made man, now how you gonna connect with short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus rex?
You can scream holler and curse
Go ahead and and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse

Slim did it to get at the wankstas
He me to let loose and spit at the gangstas
What up Gotti and little war you pushed on
But you ?? the ?? for your ??
What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with niggaz?
Roll like a in the streets they still feel us
It's real you ain't caught the concept
You talkin' nonsense to walk and find
Contact was by Munsetta in The Source
Threaten at the you gon' see me on ya porch
Now Irv got the nerve to try to on us
But Detroit ?? and ain't scurred to bust
Artis]
Word to my nigga Bugs, like you get beat up
unconcious and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with dicks so much that he should be fixed a vagina
Who's behind ya? Cadillic Pac or that who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a little windbox
tight on the trigger of this glock
Swallow that little you got left to help you eat
You Pac's songs without love to help you sleep
You got in your video tryin mock Pac
You 'Mockaveli', get your own

[Eminem chorus]
Yeah!
Don't you say my little girl's name in a song again!
Fuckin' punk little bitch!
fuck you up boy!
Never! in your muthafuckin life!
I'll choke the outchu little muthafuckin bitch!
Hailie can your muthafuckin ass!

[Obie speaking]
That's right
Shay records, whatchu about it?
Fuck Benzino, Ja Rule
Nigga, Obie Triceright here talkin to you muthafuckas
Ja Rule ass... Yea!
Fuckin For Real ass...
that's Soul For Real,
That the from Soul For Real!
Candy ass nigga...
He got a deal now he
know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas
Get to all my real niggas, man
Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent...
Jade!!!
[50 (laughing)]

Daddy is Ja Rule than me?

No honey, you guys are the size...