[50 Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent You're here mah man Green Lantern And you know how the it go down You wanna Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on right now ya bitch 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, Talkin' on poppin off, flip them jaws because We ain't We ain't got to prove to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' we ain't stoppin' cause You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The Derelict's I'm niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even my therapist crack You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the I love pussy with all my heart, but I a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play me I'll blow tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering) Kids an' all get hit, and all The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) Kuniva's a street Heatsparker to Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a down your chimney While you're at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi with the hands, never bow down to another man I was poppin' while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother clan! Sever your and your legs And mail your your heart, and send your mother your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya Type of brother that'll fuck mother With a fishnet (scream) A belligerent and motherfucka That'll your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella When it comes to beefin', it no explainin' I change language with a stainless I'm contained with an anguish to you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face Niggas don't say shit, 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 to sell your mama bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she coughin' I to see 'em lay shit I'm made to behave in this You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them because We stoppin' We ain't got to 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 ain't got to shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I gonna mention you, you'll probably sue Next week, this 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 brother Syke! I'm not I'm an transexual with one testicle (One nut) And I ain't saying shit 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 out of your chest And chest out of your vest Leave your body a mess, streets as hell my 12, I cut him he fell A druggie on bail, nutty as With light, bud he revealed Dead or in headed for hell... Together bells and blonde guy Get your hard Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take from your 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 baking Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And this is 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 stoppin' We ain't got to shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!