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

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

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

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

Lloyd
But as long as i'm here i'm grab checks
And make my cash stretch longer giraffe necks
Poverty'll ya ass bet
My words touch niggas in jail, make them 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 'bump' i'm out the hood
that's a stereotype, like everybody that's black can
i'm in a white mink, the is done
got rings like Mike, Bird, Magic and
I'm out in dallas in a where the Mavericks is from
lavish i'm established 'til the cabbage'll come
I'm in the clouds, you see me on a train
I travel first class, you aint ever got a TV on your
ssh, be easy on my
'cause i aint goin n forth
your and ya captains's soft

We gon' it to anybody who want it
you it? you gon' get it
Man when we hit 'em
chew 'em up and 'em out
too venom
and if you wit em
we gon' you up wit 'em
i got too momentum
in my direction to lose
my shoes'll explode as soon as you go to in 'em *BOOM!*
You how we do it when we do how we do it
and we come through, d one two (D12) and Obie we all move
like assasins, ski and gloves
this as a warning, disaster comes
faster than you can react to it, ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck your little as up
We are not killas, my will have you shot though
drag the little body on fuck like kim
little ass, go ask B-Real
We burn coovers like fuckin Cyrpress Hill
then in the when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, you better the hype is real
is no joke, i don't smoke, but i toke
enough second to make 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, mariah got shit on me
when i retire i'll be spittin baby food on
le it at San Ceedrow huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lloyd
But as as i'm here i'm gon' grab checks
And make my cash longer than giraffe necks
make ya ass bet
My words touch niggas in jail, them wanna finish they last bet
They say you live by the gun, you die by the nigga gun
if thats the case, get a bigger one
You dont think i pack the 'cause i'm out the hood
that's a stereotype, like that's black can jump
i'm in a white mink, the is done
got rings like Mike, Bird, Magic and
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 ever got a TV on plane
ssh, be on my name
'cause i aint bank n forth
your and ya captains's soft

We gon' bring it to anybody who it
you want it? you get it
Man when we hit 'em
chew 'em up and 'em out
too much
and if you wit em
we gon' you up wit 'em
i got too momentum
movin in my direction to
my shoes'll explode as soon as you go to 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 as a warning, disaster comes
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 shot
drag the little body on fuck like kim
little sorry-o ass, go ask
We burn coovers like fuckin Cyrpress Hill
then in the Ninties when you was in diapers
Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, i don't smoke, but i
second hand to make my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. fuckin wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you la vida a loc?
i'm a psyhco, mariah aint got on me
when i i'll be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ceedrow Ranch huddled up next to a em with kitty on slippers on humpin her

you ever had your cap peeled or your shit pushed in?
I'll put my blade in you like a fuckin pin
slice your ear clear off, Schmirnoff and Hen (hennessy)
show you how to fuckin kill a man like Sin-dog
Nobody told you that i'm esse?
I every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for nuts
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 anybody who it
you want it? you get it
name up over him, chew him up
and him out
too venom
and if you wit' him we gon' fuck you up wit' him
you can do all push ups to pump up ya chest
i got a 12 gauge Marksberg to pump up ya
have you gaspin for air after that hit ya vest
fear me like you fear God 'cause i bring
silver back in the concrete jungle
i'm the around, you know how i get down
i watch gangsta and root for the bad guy
turn it off 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 your voice like you finna touch somethin'
when i raise my knife, i'm finna cut somethin
they say i walk like Ron O'neil and talk like (obie trice)
if the bitch think i love her, well then the bitch know me
haha, KIM (eminem's ex wife)