[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 here with mah man Green Lantern And you know how the fuck it go You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya me...
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Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Green Lantern (The Genius) D12, We goin' nowhere... We smokin' crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you Cause we ain't cause You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even my therapist crack You niggas is bitches, up, I'm bearing the facts I pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me I'll your tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering) an' all get hit, peers and all The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!) Kuniva's a talker to beefstarter Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Talkin') Throw a firebomb down chimney While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes a semi Knife with the hands, never bow down to man I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber your clan! Sever your hand and legs And mail your brother your heart, and your mother your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya Type of brother that'll fuck mother With a fishnet (scream) A and rowdy motherfucka That'll dump body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella When it comes to beefin', it ain't no I change your with a stainless I'm with an anguish to leave you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with Niggas say shit, fuck your hype man If there's a standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get squashed pop cans I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell your bud, and lace it So when she it up she coughin' blood I to see 'em lay shit I'm made to behave in this You try to be brave in a rage legs will be replaced
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because We stoppin' We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you Cause we stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I gonna mention you, you'll probably sue Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first time I had sex, a mattress No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!) Bizarre been fuckin' raw all Let's make a My wife for your brother Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual transexual one testicle (One nut) And I ain't shit 'cause it rhyme I got colon cancer...I'm
(Yay Yay!) Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm the best God in the your heart out of your chest And your chest out of vest Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as Study my 12, I cut him he A druggie on bail, as well With search light, bud he or in jail They're for hell... Together with and blonde guy Get lungs hard you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take this from your front door to CEO office Got the key to your to pee on you often Leavin' office, we takin' over Or get China White, with baking soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And this is just shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't brains brawn This is bullies over pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' we ain't stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We ain't got to prove shit to So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!