If we gotta dumb down our and ABC it so be it cause nowadays these kids, don't a shit bout lyrics all they wanna hear is a beat and it long as can go to the club and get blitz pick up some chicks and get some and the DJ's playing hits oh my jam, this my sh-t we dont a word to a verse, all we is the chorus the chorus repeats the same four words for us and the songs ginormous, the whole switched cause we don't know anymore, what are is it the beat, is it the rap is it a finger or the same 808 clap and how do we and get TRL votes when 13 olds control the remote and Ashley's got a brand new we gotta put some new on our syllables If the emphasis on the compact isn't the beat than I'm gon EM and get rich and let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Ro cause everywhere I go they love the bling flow bang look at the way my chain glow the ring on my cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh the f-ck am I my brain for? its the way the game go, oh, it takes 2 to tango you call a lame flow you the shit I guess you to too I found the angle no more reality I'm tryna time my album dropping a reality show the Mac 11 in front of Hot 97 and call my publicist tell her we impressed no one gives a shit except some kids who just got into sex on the so you want the chat or the house of Malibu Em? emphasis is on the wrong Syllable [Dr said 30?s the new 20 funny, must 40?s the new 30 interesting cause since then it's been innocence an extension for rappers that are better than half of the shit coming out now its all the is gonna burn out before it gets passed Jay said his last and 50 and Em then what? Detox drops what we got so now our whole camps is around scrambling over what to do gambling we put a record out just looking for hook (Wait Dre look) Shorty I you and you me too we were to be cause shorty you me and I you too and I promise I'll be to you [50 Go shorty, its your you made it just in to hear my wordplay its the kid flip flows who used to flip O's and run G for days used to see how I get I'm international, I get my licked round the globe I'm sick into show, riding on lolo's on coco, my bitch in Manolo's don't f-ck the dodo's, I sling for dumb hoes I playing, I aint got to joke, joke you f-ck around, you get your ass smoked look, its not a game, me B, I aint beep me player, so you here anyway you don't what I'm saying me just me my check and I'll be on my way bunny money and funny you even listening and I just took your money [Stat once was a time everywhere he turned shady was all ya heard but they say 50 sang too and Em got and say Dre just fell the f-ck off well f-ck the f-ck all y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad up outta the vault, oh! new eat ball, ya f-cks off's your house, your bitch I'm getting off East, south, midwest, up north falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the chalk all for the gingerbread, we get it and get catch me if you can, I'm running past while y'all Shady me for bringing it back for the of rap it's with a snap, a sneer and a clap what happened to just spittin about in the muthaf-cking city you at in the grimiest condition, I breath in Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma I'm everything, anything, you could be its a hitting, in the month deep I with a piece, no peace on my mind I repeat every evil done of mine no rest contest, contract to by blood I'm in this squad for hear out my wind pipes and I chime I'm the reason you guys won't say line I'm crazy renegade Em and Jay-Z I'm Rosemary's Shorty I you and you me too we were meant to be shorty you me and I you too and I promise be true to you It is not lyrics anymore, It is not about anymore its about a hot beat, a hot its about a hot beat, a hot a hot hot hot and a hook a hot hot hot and a catchy nobody a damn about them syllables, sillyle-ables, whatever they are I don't care if you gotta smo, joe, toe and glow now get out there and sell God-damn records