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S-S-Shady Records, you believe the HYPE is real...

'Yeah! Yeah! You rockin' wit the talk of New York yayo Shady aftermath with the Soul Assasins.

Niggas know what i'm out here
I don't toot my own horn i don't have to
You can run your own mouth, i don't
If you get too close i'm clap you
it's too out here, to be scared
A nigga gon' do whatever he has to
A man is the thing you should fear
it aint considered a crim they catch you
We all die 1 day...

Obie
Niggas, when i step up in the bar, wanna look
Like you muthafuckas got Trice shook
Like i'ma stand as a man
and let some queer-ass funny lookin get the upper hand
I got issues... got no
Got guns than more niggas
Shoot up and destroy niggas rides
runnin' for they muthafuckin lives
Tough Club we leave early
Cock shirley, open up ya fade
your gray brain needs motor paid
Your nervous still twitch on days; these
and animals ?'s get merked
don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs hurt
don't ever let a nigga tell you the ball hard'
Trust in God you's about to have a bullet scar
I give a where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, by the nuts
a .45 lite niggas up
and this .45 make me not give a fuck

Lloyd
But as long as i'm here i'm gon' checks
And make my cash stretch longer than necks
Poverty'll ya ass bet
My words niggas in jail, make them wanna finish they last bet
They say you by the gun, you die by the next nigga gun
if thats the case, then get a one
You dont i pack the 'bump' 'cause i'm out the hood
that's a stereotype, like everybody that's can jump
i'm in a white mink, the fabric is
got rings Mike, Bird, Magic and them
I'm out in dallas in a palace where the Mavericks is
Living lavish i'm established 'til the cabbage'll
I'm in the clouds, you don't see me on a
I travel first class, you aint got a TV on your plane
ssh, be easy on my
'cause i aint goin bank n
boss and ya captains's soft

We gon' bring it to anybody who it
you it? you gon' get it
Man we gon' hit 'em
'em up and spit 'em out
too venom
and if you wit em
we fuck you up wit 'em
i got too momentum
movin in my direction to
my explode as soon as you go to step in 'em *BOOM!*
You how we do it when we do how we do it
and we come through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all
assasins, ski masks and gloves
consider this as a warning, disaster
than you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck your little as up
We are not killas, my vato will have you though
drag the little body on fuck kim osario's
little ass, go ask B-Real
We burn Source coovers like Cyrpress Hill
then in the when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, you better believe the is real
This is no joke, i smoke, but i toke
enough second hand to my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. you're wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a
i'm a psyhco, aint got shit on me
when i retire be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ceedrow huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her

you ever had your cap peeled or your shit pushed in?
I'll put my in you like a fuckin pin cushin
slice ear clear off, Schmirnoff and Hen dawg (hennessy)
I'll show you how to fuckin kill a man Sin-dog
Nobody you that i'm loco esse?
I lack every sane chemical in my
I'm Sha.. DY and it is for dees nuts
and you can get one for free so feast up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E
for easter, come

50
We gon' bring it to who want it
you it? you gon' get it
name up over him, chew him up
and him out
too much
and if you roll wit' him we gon' fuck you up him
you can do all them ups to pump up ya chest
i got a 12 Marksberg to pump up ya chest
have you for air after that shell hit ya vest
fear me like you fear God 'cause i death
silver gorilla in the concrete jungle
i'm the strongest around, you know how i get
i watch gangsta flicks and for the bad guy
it off before it ends because the bad guy dies
if you tryin' to buy guns from the that look to
so what they got bodies on 'em still look new
you can raise your voice you finna touch somethin'
when i raise my knife, shit i'm finna cut
say i walk like Ron O'neil and talk like obie (obie trice)
if the bitch think i love her, well then the bitch know me
haha, KIM (eminem's ex wife)

S-S-Shady Records, you better believe the is real...

'Yeah! Yeah! to Soul Assasins! DJ MUGZ... Alchemist...

Niggas know i'm about out here
I don't toot my own horn 'cause i have to
You can run your own mouth, i don't
If you get too close i'm clap you
it's too out here, to be scared
A real gon' do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you fear
it aint considered a crim unless they you
We all die 1 day...

Trice:
Niggas, when i step up in the bar, faggots's look
Like you muthafuckas got Obie shook
i'ma stand here as a man
and let some queer-ass funny lookin nigga get the upper
I got issues... got no
Got guns than more moms
up clubs and destroy niggas rides
Everybody for they muthafuckin lives
Tough Club we leave early
back shirley, open up ya fade
your gray brain needs city paid
Your nervous still twitch on days; these
ho's and ?'s get merked
don't let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt
ever let a nigga tell you 'play the ball hard'
Trust in God you's about to have a bullet scar
I give a where you from, who you be with
this a secret, right by the nuts
a .45 lite niggas up
and .45 high make me not give a fuck

Lloyd
But as as i'm here i'm gon' grab checks
And make my cash stretch than giraffe necks
Poverty'll ya ass bet
My touch niggas in jail, make them wanna finish they last bet
say you live by the gun, you die by the next nigga gun
if the case, then get a bigger one
You dont think i pack the 'cause i'm out the hood
a stereotype, like everybody that's black can jump
i'm in a white mink, the fabric is
got rings like Mike, Bird, and them
I'm out in in a palace where the Mavericks is from
Living lavish i'm established 'til the come
I'm in the clouds, you see me on a train
I first class, you aint ever got a TV on your plane
ssh, be on my name
'cause i aint goin bank n
boss and ya captains's soft

We gon' bring it to who want it
you want it? you get it
Man we gon' hit 'em
chew 'em up and 'em out
too much
and if you wit em
we fuck you up wit 'em
i got too momentum
in my direction to lose
my shoes'll as soon as you go to step in 'em *BOOM!*
You know how we do it we do how we do it
and we through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all move
assasins, ski masks and gloves
consider this as a warning, disaster
faster you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck little bitch as up
We are not killas, my vato will have you shot
drag the little body on fuck like kim
little ass, go ask B-Real
We burn Source coovers fuckin Cyrpress Hill
in the Ninties when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, you better believe the hype is
This is no joke, i smoke, but i toke
enough second to make my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. fuckin wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la a loc?
i'm a psyhco, aint got shit on me
when i retire be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ceedrow Ranch huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on her

you ever had your cap back? or your shit pushed in?
I'll put my blade in you like a fuckin pin
slice ear clear off, Schmirnoff and Hen dawg (hennessy)
I'll show you how to fuckin kill a man Sin-dog
Nobody told you i'm loco esse?
I every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for dees
and you can get each one for free so up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm a E party
for easter, come

50
We gon' bring it to who want it
you want it? you get it
your name up over him, him up
and him out
too much
and if you roll wit' him we gon' you up wit' him
you can do all them ups to pump up ya chest
i got a 12 gauge to pump up ya chest
have you gaspin for air after shell hit ya vest
fear me like you God 'cause i bring death
silver back gorilla in the jungle
i'm the strongest around, you how i get down
i watch gangsta flicks and for the bad guy
turn it off before it ends the bad guy dies
if you tryin' to buy guns from the nigga that to
so they got bodies on 'em they still look new
you can your voice like you finna touch somethin'
when i raise my knife, i'm finna cut somethin
they say i walk like Ron and talk like obie (obie trice)
if the think i love her, well then the bitch don't know me
haha, KIM (eminem's ex wife)