*featuring Dr. Dre, Eminem
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[Dr. Dre]
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Yeah
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Yo, let's bring it
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[Chorus ?Eminem]
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What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?
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Are you gonna stand and fight like a man?
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Will you be as hard as you say you are?
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Or you gonna run and go get your bodyguard?
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I said What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?
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Are you gonna stand and fight like a man?
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And show us you're as hard as you say you are?
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Or you gonna run and go get your bodyguard?
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[Verse 1 ?Dr. Dre]
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Niggaz is so gangsta, Niggaz is thugs
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Niggaz'll spend their whole life peddlin drugs
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Slanging dope in hopes of one day bein able
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To own their own label and give the game up
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Some niggaz came up, some just didn't
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That's just the way it is, if it ain't meant it, it just isn't
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Some niggaz'll get money and pay niggaz to back em
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So they can act up, feel comfortable, and rap tough
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And that's as backwards, cuz them niggaz just gone keep coming back
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And that's when extortion happens
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You struggle to get free, I know how this shit be
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You deal with anything to live legitimately
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But you gone find if you do get in this industry
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It's best to be business with me than against me
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Niggaz get behind mics and ain't even MC's
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Niggaz get on MTV just to diss me
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This shit don't even piss me off
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I'm laughin all the way to the bank
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Watchin the satellite from a Bentley
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You niggaz don't even got a car
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You're so far under my radar
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I don't even know who the fuck you are
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To tell you to suck my dick while I'm pissin
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I don't even listen to your shit to know who the fuck I'm dissin
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The media just feeds into these feuds
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Tryin to add fuel to the fire. This little nigga, Ja Rule
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Talking bout he's gonna slap me. Nigga please
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You gotta jump and swing up to hit me in the knees
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I laugh at these magazines when they interview em
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All they doin is making fake threats to us through em
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And pussy you're not Pac, I knew em
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Pac was a real nigga, you just a fuckin insult to em
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It's too bad we had to fallout before he passes
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If he could see this shit now, he'd be whoopin your ass
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You're talkin to a pioneer who engineered this shit for 19 years
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Who you got in your ear? I don't even gotta say it, the fans know
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Quit tryin to be tough, nigga, you look like a asshole
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[Chorus ?Eminem]
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[Verse 2 ?Obie Trice]
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They say why don't we increase the peace
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The only peace increased is that which deletes your peeps
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Cuz niggaz run mouths but they don't run streets
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Till that 4 5 will cease the speech
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Yeah it's a shame how the beef'll creep
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Could've reached the peep, now you're left with a horrible leak
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I'm tryin to be as bleak with my speech as possible
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Just in case a nigga tryin to throw me an obstacle
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Nigga, I'm not boxin you, I'm hospitable
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I put you in a hospital, that's how I get at you
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Let the doc op on you, he don't rid you?
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You back on the streets? I send another hit at you
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This is not a hypocritical issue
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I will critical condition your tissue
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Give a fuck if all ten of them wit you
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I throw an extra ten of them missiles
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Turn gangstas into gentlemen vicko
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And ever since Eminem dissed you
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I swear I see the women and bitch in you
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All this bickering back and forth over who signs who
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Curtis, pull your skirt up, nigga, you got murdered
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Now take it like a man and shake it off. Damn
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And quit tellin all these magazines your plans
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How you gone slap up my mans, you're ficticious
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Nigga, we send Stan to come murder your bitches
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[Chorus ?Eminem]
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Hahahahahaha
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Yeah, yeah
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Go out behind all the gangstas you want, nigga
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Matter fact, go get every gangsta from every hood
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In the United States of America to back you, nigga
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Ain't nobody rap wit you
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You can't see that?
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Fell off, nigga
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Hahahahahaha
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Damn, damn
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Shady slash Aftermath, motherfucker
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2003 to infin
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Shit Hits The Fan
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Obie Trice |