[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 You're here with mah man Green And you know how the fuck it go You wanna Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard 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 shit to yall So all yall can 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 the balls and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I sold my therapist crack You niggas is bitches, up, I'm bearing the facts I love with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering) Kids an' all get hit, and all The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) Kuniva's a talker Heatsparker to Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a firebomb down chimney While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your cockin' a semi Knife with the hands, bow down to another man I was poppin' while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother clan! Sever your and your legs And mail your brother your heart, and your mother your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya Type of brother that'll your mother With a fishnet (scream) A belligerent and rowdy That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella When it comes to beefin', it no explainin' I your language 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 don't say shit, fuck hype man If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get squashed like pop I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm to sell your mama bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she coughin' I love to see 'em lay I'm made to behave in this You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, them jaws because We ain't We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you we ain't stoppin' cause You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't mention you, you'll probably sue week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first time I had sex, a dirty No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!) Bizarre been raw all summer Let's make a trade: My for your brother Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual with one testicle (One nut) And I ain't shit 'cause it rhyme I got cancer...I'm dyin
(Yay Yay!) Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm the best God in the Blow your heart out of chest And your chest out of your Leave your body a mess, bloody as hell my 12, I cut him he fell A on bail, nutty as well search light, bud he revealed Dead or in headed for hell... Together with bells and guy Get your lungs you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take this from your front to your CEO office Got the key to your to pee on you often Leavin' office, we takin' over Or get China White, mixed baking soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And this is just shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't brains over This is over fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on off, flip them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' Cause we ain't cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!