[Tupac Get on your knees Get on your and pray, haha
(*scratching*)
[Ja Rule from Change+] Em you claim your mother's a and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie gonna be she grows up
- Eminem - talking] + (Hailie) (*echo*) A ha C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT! (what?) Come baby Bring daddy his (okay) Where shove up Ja Rule's ass (*laughing*)
1 - Swifty McVay] I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's I'm to Murder Inc. with lead and I ain't talkin about a pencil Look at what the you done got into I see you found your niche you just a bitch with a Claimin you a murderer and it wrong You put "E" the "D" because that's all you on You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a guy (*gunshots fired*) If he was still alive, you never get by (for real) All you do is cry, bitch it real Life is more than niggaz and eatin pills And what kinda motherfucker ruins three That another nigga got you, they see skills And I ain't playin, you a gettin cheated And Ja Rule be on his color cause he need it (2Pac: Get on knees and pray) And all you niggaz hatin, shut mouths It's just the real niggaz ain't buyin that y'all put out
[Verse 2 - Trice] Doe Rae Me, but we don't sing So Murder Inc. do your thing You unleashed on a Who expects nothin less than R & B comin from regime Regime, is a extreme That connect some soldiers, Marines Ja sold his to sing Weave our witness team on the TV the greed, now that you embraced the green Don't fuck with them beams You's a motherfuckin actor Pac impersonatin rapper Slash Billy Holiday, how it Artists and saw him in action Pac assassination, Def Jam 'em Told 'em reenact 'em, you go They seen it for sure, I know that Afeni Shakur don't Jeffrey Atkins her boy So I'm click clackin the toy, mash and destroy (*gun and fired*) Shady slash in Detroit motherfucker (*gunshots*)
[Chorus - Eminem] - w/ ad Doe ray me, you fly so da, don't blame me Cause you washed up, lost spot I'm a on my side of my crusade Ja playin, knock it off you're not Tupac Don't hate me cause you hot and not goin at me The only you got Ja quit knock it off you're not Tupac 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 hugs We don't you serious nigga, you shook You of a halfway crook Get off X's go sing a hook nigga And you replace the late great one And when you gone you only gon' be the fake one please, stick to the script Before the stick to the clip And you ain't shit but a bitch Fuckin old ass ignorant innocent senior citizen Built up slap you like all sensitive Wait a minute on (what's up?) Is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and on (*laughing*) A bitch "Made Man", now how you connect With those short ass like a Tyrannosaurus Rex You niggaz scream holla and curse Go ahead, respond and pull that pen and pad up your purse
[Verse 4 - didn't send Proof to get into +Wankstas+ He told me to let loose and spit at the What up Gotti and this little war you on Put your ear to the ground for stuckin your What's Didn't think we strong with real niggaz? Roll a boss in the streets they still feel us It's real business, ain't caught the concept (bitch) When the talk get to walk in bomb threats Contacts was by Benzetta in The Source Threatin at the boss you gonna see me on porch Now Irv got the to try to serve on us But niggaz heard and they ain't scurred to bust
5 - Kon Artis] Yo, props to my nigga Bugz, like you get beat up Stomped and smacked with the heater This rap cookie get jabbed in the tonsils with dicks So much he should be fixed with a vagina Who's ya? Cadillac Pac or the that dressed like a Lil' Kim fox Your like a little wooden box When I press tight on the trigger of this That's right all the little shit you got left to you eat Your not souls, without laws we'll help you sleep You got shot in your video tryin to Pac You Mockaveli, get your own (*gunshots fired*)
[Eminem - talking the Chorus] Don't you say my little girl's name in a song again punk, pussy, bitch I'll you up boy Never, never in your motherfuckin Smack the shit out you motherfuckin midget Hailie will whip motherfuckin ass
[Outro - Trice - talking] Yeah, that's right Shady Records, what you about? Fuck Fuck Ja Rule, This is Obie Trice right talkin to you motherfuckers Ja punk ass Yeah, fuckin Soul 4 ass, nigga that's Soul 4 Real That's the from Soul 4 Real Candy ass nigga He got a deal now he He don't know .. ass motherfuckers Give money to all my real man Obie Trice, D-12, 50 Cent, Hailie (*echo*) (*laughing*)
Daddy is Ja taller than me?
No honey you guys are the size