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[Intro] |
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([Jay-Z]Best rapper alive) x4 |
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[Jay-Z] Whoo!...Ladies and gentlemen... |
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[Eminem] You're now about to witness the power of... |
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[Jay-Z] H, to the Izzo... and... |
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[Eminem] Shady (ha-ha)... It's showtime |
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[Verse 1 - Jay-Z] |
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Yo, gather round hustlers that's if you still livin |
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And get on down, to that ol' Jig rhythm |
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Here's a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison |
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A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high |
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I, Young 'Vito, voice of the young people |
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Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back motherfuckers |
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Your reign on the top was shorter than leprechauns |
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Y'all can't fuck with Hov', what type of X y'all on? |
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I got great lawyers for cops so dress warm |
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Charges don't stick to dude he's teflon |
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I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred |
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I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my bread |
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Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if they told you |
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I'm on TV every day, where the fuck could I go to |
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plus - Hov' don't run, Hov' stand and fight |
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Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his life so |
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What could you do to me? It's not new to me |
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Sue me; fuck you - what's a couple dollars to me? |
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But you will respect me, simple as that |
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Or I got no problem goin back |
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I'm representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat |
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Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped |
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So off we go, let the trumpets blow |
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And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro |
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The ruler's back |
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[Chorus] |
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(Best Rapper Alive) x4 |
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[Jay-Z] |
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Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh |
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I, am, BACK, niggaz - |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Turn the motherfuckin music up |
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[Jay-Z & Eminem] Can't leave rap alone the game needs me |
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[Eminem]\"Give me the mic, show me where the fucking studio's at\" |
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[Verse 2 - 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, 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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[Chorus] |
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(Best Rapper Alive) x4 |