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(em) - Hailie baby, do you wanna be when you grow up?
(Hailie) - i don't know, but i wanna 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 baby, bring daddy his Oscar
[H]
[E] We're 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 talkin' a pencil
Lookit what the you done got into
I see you yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a murderer and you it wrong
You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause all you on
You on Pac's dick, you a guy
If Pac was still alive you never get by
All you do is cry, bitch it real
Life is more imitating niggaz and eatin' pills
And kind of muthafucka ruins three
That another nigga got you, they see skills
And I ain't playin', you a gettin' cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his 'cause he need it
And all you niggaz hatin', shut you
It's just that real niggaz buyin' that shit y'all put out
Trice]
Do-ra-mi, but we don't muhfuckas
So Murder Inc. do ya thing
You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin'
Than R&B comin' from regime
Regime a little extreme
Neck and necks with soldiers, muhfuckin'
Ja sold his soul to
eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the greed
Now that you've the green
Don't fuck the triple beams
You's a actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Slash Billie how it happen?
Artist for saw him in action
Pac Def Jam grabbed him
Told him reinact him, you go
seen it for sure, I know that Afina Shakur
Don't enjoy Atkins reinactin' her boy
So I'm click-clackin' toy
and destroy, Shady
Aftermath and muthafuckas

Do-ra-me,
Don't me 'cause you lost your boss's spot

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

2]

Now we can get the mean mugs and get to the slugs
To the greivance and the cryin' and the intimate
We don't take you serious nigga you shook you half of a 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, you like Grimace, all sensitive
a minute, hold on
Is it me or do he look like a banana with braids and on?
A bitch made man, now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus
You niggaz can holler and curse
Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya

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

[Eminem overdubs
Yeah!
you never say my little girl's name in a song again!
Fuckin' punk little bitch!
fuck you up boy!
Never! Never in your life!
choke the shit outchu little muthafuckin bitch!
Hailie can whip your ass!

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

Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No honey, you are the same size...