[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent You're here with mah man 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 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, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' Cause we ain't cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton, I sold my therapist crack You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the 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 over your seat (glass shattering) an' all get hit, peers and all The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) a street talker Heatsparker to Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a firebomb down chimney While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a Knife the hands, never bow down to another man I was guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands your clan! Sever your hand and legs And your brother your heart, and send your mother your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya of brother that'll fuck your mother With a fishnet (scream) A belligerent and rowdy That'll dump your body, and fly away to Maui on Atella When it comes to beefin', it no explainin' I change language with a stainless I'm contained an anguish to leave you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to your face with Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man If there's a standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get squashed like pop be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell mama bud, and lace it So she fire it up she coughin' blood I to see 'em lay shit I'm made to behave in case You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on off, flip them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' we ain't stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We ain't got to prove to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, 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 over (Ugh!) been fuckin' raw all summer Let's make a trade: My wife for your Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut) And I ain't shit 'cause it rhyme I got colon cancer...I'm
(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 your And your out of your vest Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell my 12, I cut him he fell A on bail, nutty as well With light, bud he revealed Dead or in They're for hell... Together with bells and guy Get lungs hard you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take this from your door to your CEO office Got the key to coffin to pee on you often Leavin' your office, we takin' Or get China White, mixed with soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't brains over is bullies over fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Keep 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 that shit you poppin' Cause we ain't cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!