[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 You're with mah man Green Lantern And you how the fuck it go down You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can me baby! I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya me...
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Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Lantern (The Evil Genius) D12, We goin' nowhere... We smokin' crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them because We stoppin' We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you Cause we stoppin' cause You ain't us! We ain't got to prove 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 pussy 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 your baby seat (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 bushes a semi Knife with the hands, bow down to another man I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' rubber bands your clan! Sever your and your legs And mail your brother your heart, and send your your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya Type of brother fuck your mother a fishnet rubber (scream) A belligerent and motherfucka That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella When it comes to beefin', it ain't no I change your language with a I'm contained with an anguish to you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face don't say shit, fuck your hype man If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get like pop cans I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell 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 case You try to be brave in a rage your legs be replaced
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them because We ain't We ain't got to prove to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' shit you poppin' we ain't stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to talk Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably sue Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first I had sex, a dirty mattress No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!) Bizarre been raw all summer Let's make a trade: My wife for your Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual transexual one testicle (One nut) And I saying shit 'cause it rhyme I got colon cancer...I'm
(Yay Yay!) Rest in Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm the best God in the Blow your heart out of your And your chest out of vest Leave your body a mess, streets as hell Study my 12, I cut him he A druggie on bail, as well With light, bud he revealed Dead or in They're for hell... with bells and blonde guy Get lungs hard Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take this from your front door to your CEO Got the key to coffin to pee on you often Leavin' office, we takin' over Or get China White, mixed with soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't brains brawn This is bullies over pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, 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 shit you Cause we ain't cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!