[2Pac]
Get on yo knees n****, get on yo knees and pray
*radio tuning in*
[Ja Rule]
Em, you claim ya mother's a crackhead and kim is a known slut so what's Hailie gon' be when she grows up?
[Eminem & Hailie]
[E]AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!
G-g-g-g G-Unit! Hailie
[H]What?
[E]Come here baby, bring daddy his Oscar
[H]Okay
[E]We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's a**!
[H](laughs)
Vesre 1
[Swift]
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with lead and talkin' bout a pencil/
Lookit what the f**k you done got into
I see you found yo niche, you just a b**** wit a menstrol/
Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong
You put 'e' before the 'd' cuz that's all you on/
You on Pac's d***, you a regular guy
If Pac was still alive you would never get by/
All you do is cry, b**** keep it real
Life is more than imitating n****z and eatin' pills/
And kind of muthaf**ka ruins three deals
That another n**** got you, they didn't see skills/
And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin' cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover cuz he need it/
And all you n****z hatin', shut you mouths
It's just that real n****z ain't buyin' that s**t y'all put out/
[Obie Trice]
Do-ra-mi, but we don't sing muhf**kas
So Murder Inc. do ya thing muhf**kas/
You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin' less
Than R&B comin' from that regime/
??? It's a little extreme
Neck and necks with soldiers, muhf**kin' Marines/
Ja sold his soul to sing
Weave eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the greed/
Now that you've embraced the green
Don't f**k with the triple beams/
You's a muthaf**kin actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Slash Billie Holliday how it happen?/
Artist for Repetuar saw him in action
Pac a**assination Def Jam grabbed him/
Told him reinact him, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know that Afina Shakur/
Don't enjoy Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy
So I'm click-clackin' this toy/
Mash and destroy, Shady/Aftermath and Detroit muthaf**kas
Chorus
[Eminem]
Do-ra-me, fa-so-la-ti-da
Don't blame me cuz you lost your boss's spot/
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac/
Don't make me, too hot and you're not
Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got/
Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac
You'll get popped poppin' all that s**t you pop/
Verse 2
[Kuniva]
Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs
To the greivance and the cryin' and the intimate hugs/
We don't take you serious n**** you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X d***, go sing a hook n****/
And you can't replace the late greal one
And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one/
N**** please, stick to the script
before the guns stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't s**t but a b****/
F**kin' old a** ignorant innocent lookin' senior citizen
Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive/
Wait a minute, hold on
Is it me or do he look like a banana with braids and clothes on?/
A b**** made man, now how you gonna connect with them short a** arms like a tyrannasaurus rex?/
You n****z can scream holler and curse
Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse/
[Proof]
Slim did it simple to get at the wankstas
He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas/
What up Gotti and this little war you pushed on
But you ??? the ??? for sucking your ???/
What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real n****z?
Roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us/
It's real business you ain't caught the concept
You talkin' nonsense to walk and find press/
Contact was blown by Munsetta in The Source
Threaten at the boss you gon' see me on ya porch/
Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us
But Detroit n****z ??? and ain't scurred to bust/
[Kon Artis]
Word to my n**** Bugs, punks like you get beat up
Stomped unconcious and smacked with the heater/
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with d***s so much that he should be fixed with a vagina/
Who's behind ya? Cadillic Pac or that transvestite who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a little windbox
press tight on the trigger of this glock/
Swallow that little s**t you got left to help you eat
You knock Pac's songs without love to help you sleep/
You got shot in your video tryin mock Pac
You 'Mockaveli', get your own identity
Chorus
[Eminem overdubs chorus]
Yeah!
Don't you never say my little girl's name in a song again!
F**kin' punk p***y little b****!
I'll f**k you up boy!
Never! Never in your muthaf**kin life!
I'll choke the s**t outchu little muthaf**kin b****!
Hailie can whip your muthaf**kin a**!
[Obie Trice speaking]
That's right muthaf**kas
Shay records, whatchu know about it?
F**k Benzino, f**k Ja Rule
N****, this Obie Triceright here talkin to you muthaf**kas
Ja Rule punk a**... Yea!
F**kin Soul For Real a**...
N**** that's Soul For Real,
That the n**** from Soul For Real!
Candy Rain a** n****...
He got a deal now he rappin'
You'ont know what's... faggot a** muhf**kas
Get money to all my real n****s, man
Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent...
Hailie Jade!!!
[50 Cent](laughing)
[Hailie]
Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me?
[Eminem]
No honey, you guys are the same size...
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