[Eminem]
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(Beatboxing) Yeah, we should do something like that...
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[Hook - 50 Cent]
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that´s what´s up!
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, b-boom, Shady!
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[Verse 1 - Eminem]
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There´s never been this, much of a menace in this game as this
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And it´s the, most sinister duo in the business
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Once again its the, illest and realest killas
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The most villainous Dre protege, Shady apprentice
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Drop them zeros and get with these heroes
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Do you want losers or winners, This music is in us, and it´s
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Not over ´till we say it´s finished and G-Unit spinners
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Will keep spinnin´, this is Hip Hop when it´s in it´s
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Truest form, the greatest, Hate us or love us
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Make voodoo dolls of us and keep stickin´ those pins in us
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Thick as his skin is or as short as his wick is
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The trick is to be able to walk big as his dick is
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And as sick as his music is, or was, still is
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Whatever, forever, he will be the illest
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To ever sh-shock the world, what to do next
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He´s already reconciled with his ex [reversed], a chainsaw and an axe
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Jump a bitch´s desk, strangle her neck
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While we have sex while Bill Clinton plays the sax
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I sprays the vex, yeah bring Shady on back
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The maniac of rap, devil baby on crack
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Resurrect, I never left, baby I´m bad
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I´ve gone mad, my comrade Dre-zy automatically
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He says I´m too broke to fix, way beyond that
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I may be off drugs, but it´s made me off track
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In fact, this right here very well could be the last rap
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I ever do spit, I´ll never do shit, that´s that
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Fuck it I quit, suck on a dick, jackass
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I´m done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass!
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(50 Cent!)
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[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
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Nah, Em, tell ´em to kiss my black ass, the clean parts, the shitty parts
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My bullet wounds, my beauty marks, the Fif´ll tell you´re ass apart!
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A came in this game, crush a motherfuckers from tha start
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Shady paid me, Shady crazy, Fifty crazy rich, bitch
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Different day, nothing change, it´s the same shit, trick
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Teflon wrapped on, case I get clapped on
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D´s searching the whip, glad I left the mac home
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Still grindin´, still shinin´, nigga lord knows
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You´re rockin with the kid that spit sicka sick flows
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I carried Game´s style for nine months and gave birth to it
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Now I´m feeling like a proud father watching him do it
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E´eryday Dre day, front and cause a maylay
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Turn the town upside down wit a frown upside down
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I smile through sumthin´ fowl, and watch my money pile
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I´m fuckin´ with strict stacks, I´m kickin´ you stripped fats
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I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right back!
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[Hook - 50 Cent] (Eminem)
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, Go ´head, funky funk up!
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that´s what´s up!
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, I hit yo´ ass up!
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that´s what´s up! (Yeah!)
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
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Boom boom chuck, (It´s the Re-Up!)
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Shady, Shady....
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The Re-Up (With 50 Cent)
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| Eminem |
