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Get on your knees nigga, get on your knees and pray!

[Ja Rule]

Em you claim your mothers a crack head and Kim is a known slut, so what's Halie gonna be when she grows up?


Ha ha, yeah, come on!



[Halie] What??

[Eminem] Come here baby

Bring daddy his Oscar

[Halie] Okay

[Eminem] We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass

[Halie laughs]


I'm about to get rid of some hoes it's simple

I put the Murder Inc with lead and I'm not talking about a pencil

Look at what the fuck you dun got into

I see you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral

Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong

You put the "E" before the "D" because that's all you on

You on Pac's dick (bitch) you a replica guy if he were still alive you would never get by

All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills

And what kind of motherfucker ruins 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see


And I ain't playing your a brother getting cheated

And Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he need it

And you niggas hating shut your mouths

It's just the real niggas ain't buying that shit you put out


Doe Rae Me but we don't sing motherfuckers

So Murda Inc do your thing motherfuckers

You unleashed on a team who expects nothing less then R 'n' B coming from that regime

Regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers motherfucking marines

Ja sold his soul to sing we have witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the dream

Now that you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple beams

You're a motherfucking actor slash Pac impersonating rapper

Slash Billy Holiday how it happen?

Artists with repituares saw him in action, Pac's assassination

Def jam grabbed him, told him reenact him you'll go platinum

They seen it for sure I know that Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins

Reenacting her boy saw him click clacking his toy

Match and destroy Shady slash Aftermath in Detroit motherfucker


Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da

Don't play me cause your washed up, lost your spot

Mama say mama sa Macosaca

Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac

Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not

Going at me is the only shot you got

Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac

You can get popped after all that shit you talk

[Kon Artis]

Now we can skip past the mean mugs, get to the slugs

To grievance and the crying and intimate hugs

We don't take you serious nigga you shook,

You're half of a half-way crook nigga get off X dick go sing a hook nigga

And you can't replace the late great one and when your gone you'll only be the late fake


Nigga please stick the script before the guns stick to the clip

And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking senior citizen

Built up slap you like renaissance sicitive wait a minute hold on

Is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and clothes on

A bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a Tyrannosaurus Rex

You niggas can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and respond

Pull that pen and pad up out of your purse


Slim set an impulse to get at the wanktas

He told me to let loose and spit at the ganstas

What up gotti were in this little war you pushed on

Put your ear to the drama for stucky and bush stones

What's wrong? didn't think were strong with real niggas

Roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us

This real witness you all ain't caught the concept

You're talking non sense to walking bomb threats

Contacts were blown by Benzetta in the Source

Threatening at the boss you're gonna see me on your porch

Now I've got the nerve to try serve on us

But Detroit niggas curve and they stirs to bust


Do I gotta get my nigga bugs, punks like you get beat up

Stomped unconscience and smacked with the heater

This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils

With dicks so much that he should be fixed with a vagina

Who's behind ya? Caddillac, Pac or that transvestite that dress like a Lil Kim Fox

Your just like a little wind box when I press tight on the trigger of this glock

That's right on the little shit you got left to help you eat

You not Pac's songs without laws will help you sleep

You got shot in your video trying to mock pac your "mock"avelli get your own identity


Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da

(Don't EVER say my little girls name in a song again)

Don't play me cause you're washed up, lost your spot

Mama say mama sa Macosaca

(Fucking punk pussy, BITCH!)

Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac

Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not

(I'm gonna fuck you up boy)

Going at me is the only shot you got

(Never again in your mother fucking life)

Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac

(Gonna shoot the shit outta you little fucking midgets,

Hailie will whip your mother fucking asses)

You can get popped after all that shit you talk

[Obie Trice]

Yeah, that's right motherfuckers

Shady Records, what you know about?

Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule

Nigga, this is Obie Trice right here talking to you mother fuckers

Ja Rule punk ass yeah

Fuck his soul for real ass

Nigga that's soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for real'

Candy rain ass nigga you got a deal now you rapping

You don't know us, fagot ass mother fuckers

Give money to all my real niggas

Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade Hahahaha

[Hailie] Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem] No honey you guys are the same size

Eminem и D12 - Doe Ray Me – текст

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