[Tupac Get on your nigga Get on knees and pray, haha
(*scratching*)
[Ja Rule +Loose Change+] Em you claim your a crackhead and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie be when she grows up
- Eminem - talking] + (Hailie) (*echo*) A ha C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT! (what?) Come here Bring his Oscar (okay) Where shove up Ja Rule's ass (*laughing*)
[Verse 1 - Swifty I'm about to get rid of hoes, it's simple I'm quick to Murder Inc. lead and I ain't talkin about a pencil Look at what the fuck you got into I see you found your niche you a bitch with a menstrual Claimin you a murderer and it wrong You put "E" the "D" because that's all you on You on dick (bitch), you a replica guy (*gunshots fired*) If he was still alive, you never get by (for real) All you do is cry, bitch keep it Life is more than imitatin niggaz and eatin And kinda motherfucker ruins three deals That another nigga got you, they didn't see And I playin, you a brother gettin cheated And Ja Rule be prayin on his color cause he it (2Pac: Get on your and pray) And all you niggaz hatin, shut your It's just the real niggaz buyin that shit y'all put out
2 - Obie Trice] Doe Rae Me, but we sing motherfuckers So Inc. do your thing motherfuckers You unleashed on a Who expects nothin than R & B comin from that regime Regime, is a extreme That some soldiers, motherfuckin Marines Ja sold his soul to Weave our witness team on the TV Chased the greed, now that you the green Don't fuck with them beams You's a motherfuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin Slash Billy Holiday, how it Artists and saw him in action Pac assassination, Def Jam 'em Told 'em 'em, you go platinum They it for sure, I know that Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins her boy So I'm click clackin the toy, mash and (*gun cocked and fired*) Shady slash Aftermath in Detroit (*gunshots*)
[Chorus - Eminem] - w/ ad Doe ray me, you fly so da, don't blame me you washed up, lost your spot I'm a stay on my side of my Ja quit playin, it off you're not Tupac Don't hate me cause you hot and not goin at me The shot you got Ja quit playin knock it off you're not And get popped like all that you pop
C'MON!
3 - Kuniva] Now we can skip past the mugs, get to the slugs 'Til the grievance and the cryin and the intimate We don't take you nigga, you shook You of a halfway crook Get off X's dick go a hook nigga And you can't the late great one And when you gone you only be the late fake one please, stick to the script Before the guns to the clip And you ain't shit but a bitch Fuckin old ass ignorant lookin senior citizen up slap you like Grandmas all sensitive Wait a minute on (what's up?) Is it me or do we look a banana with braids and clothes on (*laughing*) A "Made Man", now how you gonna connect those short ass arms like a Tyrannosaurus Rex You niggaz could scream and curse Go ahead, and pull that pen and pad up outta your purse
4 - Proof] Slim send Proof to get into +Wankstas+ He told me to let and spit at the gangstas up Gotti and this little war you pushed on Put your ear to the ground for your Bridgestones wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggaz? Roll like a boss in the streets they feel us real business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch) When the talk get nonsense to walk in bomb Contacts was blown by Benzetta in The Threatin at the boss you gonna see me on porch Now Irv got the nerve to try to on us But Detroit niggaz and they ain't scurred to bust
[Verse 5 - Kon Yo, props to my Bugz, punks like you get beat up unconscious and smacked with the heater This rap cookie get jabbed in the tonsils with dicks So much that he should be with a vagina Who's ya? Cadillac Pac or the transvestite dressed like a Lil' Kim fox Your chest like a wooden box When I press tight on the trigger of glock right all the little shit you got left to help you eat Your not Pac's souls, laws we'll help you sleep You got shot in your video to mock Pac You Mockaveli, get your own (*gunshots fired*)
[Eminem - over the Chorus] Don't you never say my little name in a song again punk, pussy, bitch I'll you up boy Never, never in your motherfuckin Smack the shit out you little motherfuckin Hailie will your motherfuckin ass
[Outro - Trice - talking] Yeah, that's motherfuckers Records, what you know about? Fuck Fuck Ja Rule, This is Trice right here talkin to you motherfuckers Ja punk ass Yeah, fuckin Soul 4 Real ass, nigga that's 4 Real That's the nigga from 4 Real reign ass nigga He got a now he rappin He don't know .. Faggot ass Give to all my real niggas man Obie Trice, D-12, 50 Cent, Hailie (*echo*) (*laughing*)
Daddy is Ja Rule than me?
No honey you guys are the size