[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent here with mah man Green Lantern And you how the fuck it go down You wanna Okay, it's okay, You can hate 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 still crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them because We ain't We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' shit you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The Derelict's I'm niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even sold my 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 over your baby (glass shattering) an' all get hit, peers and all The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) a street talker Heatsparker to guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a firebomb down chimney While eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi with the hands, never bow down to another man I was poppin' guns while you was poppin' some rubber bands Smother clan! your hand and your legs And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!
I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya Type of brother that'll fuck mother With a rubber (scream) A belligerent and motherfucka That'll dump your body, and fly away to Maui on Atella it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin' I change your 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 hype man If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get squashed pop cans I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to your mama bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she coughin' 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 shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you we ain't stoppin' cause You ain't us! We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, probably sue Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first time I had sex, a 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 transexual with one testicle (One nut) And I ain't saying 'cause it rhyme I got cancer...I'm dyin
(Yay Yay!) Rest in Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm probably the God in the Blow heart out of your chest And your chest out of your Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as 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 like (Gunshots) We can take this from front door to your CEO office Got the key to your coffin to pee on you Leavin' office, we takin' over Or get China White, mixed with soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And this is just shit, you fuckin' morons! This brains over brawn This is over fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because We stoppin' We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You ain't us! We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!