[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent You're here mah man Green Lantern And you know how the it go down You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on fire now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...
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Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Lantern (The Evil Genius) D12, We goin' nowhere... We still crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them because We ain't We ain't got to prove to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' Cause we ain't cause You stoppin' us! We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even sold my crack You is bitches, straight 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 seat (glass shattering) Kids an' all get hit, and all The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!) Kuniva's a street Heatsparker to guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a firebomb down your While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a Knife with the hands, never bow to another man I was poppin' guns 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 a fishnet rubber (scream) A belligerent and rowdy That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin' I your language with a stainless I'm with an anguish to leave you famous I'm a deranged pit, I an AK to paint 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 like pop cans be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell your bud, and lace it So when she it up she coughin' blood I to see 'em lay shit I'm made to in this case You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws We ain't We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' shit you poppin' Cause we ain't stoppin' You ain't us! We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to talk about Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first time I had sex, a mattress No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!) Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer Let's make a trade: My wife for brother Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut) And I ain't saying '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 probably the God in the Blow your heart out of your And your chest out of vest Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as Study my 12, I cut him he A on bail, nutty as well With search light, bud he Dead or in headed for hell... Together with bells and guy Get your lungs Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots) We can this from your front door to your CEO office Got the key to your coffin to pee on you your office, we takin' over Or get China White, mixed baking soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! ain't brains over brawn This is over fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because We ain't We ain't got to shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' shit you poppin' Cause we ain't stoppin' You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!