| Song | You Don't Know (A Capella) |
| Artist | Eminem |
| Album | You Don't Know |
| Shady.....Yeah..... | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| We run it | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| We run it | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon’ bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Now homey I say I runnit runnit cause I'm in control | |
| Hpnotiq, Hennessy, a couple shots of Patrón | |
| I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite | |
| Party-poppin shawty says she coming with me tonight | |
| I aint shoulda' leanin', | |
| I aint snapping and popping either | |
| I'm bopping my head or I'm just standing there watching | |
| I'ma hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid | |
| And I protect what I got, I'm in a house with my blade | |
| Nigga you front you gonna get it, | |
| OK now maybe I've said it | |
| Cause I want you to triddip, yea I be on that shit hit | |
| You should see when I'm stuntin' | |
| I flash the stones to be wanton | |
| Push the grip see me rollin’, | |
| you can tell that I'm holdin’ | |
| I'm just doing my thang, you know the units the game | |
| I got my grimey Shady with me you front | |
| you'll have to get me | |
| Off your ass I'll pay the lawsuit and laugh | |
| Haha its not a big deal it's nothing but some cash | |
| Lets Go… | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| When me and Fif’got together to do this music and movie | |
| The more we became enveloped | |
| we just developed a fellowship through it | |
| It's no pretend shit its friendship mi nemesis es su nemesis | |
| Same for him it's just media see to them images it's just images | |
| But this shit is no gimmicks this is blood-in and blood-out | |
| When there's beef you just gotta know when to butt-in and butt-out, | |
| If there's a problem we solve it, we don't resolve it | |
| It usually just evolves into one big brawl | |
| and we all get involved in it | |
| We should all get a merit, cause most beef we inherit | |
| And wear it like a badge of honor pass it around and share it | |
| And let it go to whoever's holding the most current beef | |
| on they're shoulders | |
| And the soldiers got their backs till it’s over | |
| But tonight, we aint come in here to beef with nobody | |
| We came to party - Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari | |
| So it’s Shady Afterm-izzath back in that ass | |
| You wizz-ass, come-izzon, | |
| what kinda fizz-uckin musician is that? | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Pistol play ricochet see where the victim lay | |
| Slumped over bleedin, J.F.K | |
| H.K. to ya chest plate, cave | |
| I will ride to the death, do you rep thatta way? | |
| Forever I’ma be a Shady 7-4 gangsta | |
| Plus I’ll survive everything you got in that chamber | |
| I thrive off of danger, jumpin in all beef | |
| You keep talking shit, now the squad can call me | |
| Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine | |
| Dapper Don, Cap’ of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams | |
| Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see | |
| Telling aint my cup of tea, can't tell I'ma fucking G? | |
| I’m all automatic when I'm at it, | |
| start static and you splattered | |
| Shit shattered, I’ma walking bitch magnet | |
| Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit | |
| And I’m always on my pivot for my digits you dig it? | |
| So……… | |
| We run it | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don't know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don't know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know what this is.. | |
| Shady.. G-Unit.. Aftermath.. | |
| Lloyd Banks.. Cashis.. | |
| Marshall Mathers.. Ferrari F-50.. | |
| Its a movement.. You can't stop it.. | |
| Talk Of New York, Tony Yayo.. | |
| Go....... |
| Shady..... Yeah..... | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| We run it | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| We run it | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Now homey I say I runnit runnit cause I' m in control | |
| Hpnotiq, Hennessy, a couple shots of Patró n | |
| I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite | |
| Partypoppin shawty says she coming with me tonight | |
| I aint shoulda' leanin', | |
| I aint snapping and popping either | |
| I' m bopping my head or I' m just standing there watching | |
| I' ma hustler I hustle, you can tell that I' m paid | |
| And I protect what I got, I' m in a house with my blade | |
| Nigga you front you gonna get it, | |
| OK now maybe I' ve said it | |
| Cause I want you to triddip, yea I be on that shit hit | |
| You should see when I' m stuntin' | |
| I flash the stones to be wanton | |
| Push the grip see me rollin', | |
| you can tell that I' m holdin' | |
| I' m just doing my thang, you know the units the game | |
| I got my grimey Shady with me you front | |
| you' ll have to get me | |
| Off your ass I' ll pay the lawsuit and laugh | |
| Haha its not a big deal it' s nothing but some cash | |
| Lets Go | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| When me and Fif' got together to do this music and movie | |
| The more we became enveloped | |
| we just developed a fellowship through it | |
| It' s no pretend shit its friendship mi nemesis es su nemesis | |
| Same for him it' s just media see to them images it' s just images | |
| But this shit is no gimmicks this is bloodin and bloodout | |
| When there' s beef you just gotta know when to buttin and buttout, | |
| If there' s a problem we solve it, we don' t resolve it | |
| It usually just evolves into one big brawl | |
| and we all get involved in it | |
| We should all get a merit, cause most beef we inherit | |
| And wear it like a badge of honor pass it around and share it | |
| And let it go to whoever' s holding the most current beef | |
| on they' re shoulders | |
| And the soldiers got their backs till it' s over | |
| But tonight, we aint come in here to beef with nobody | |
| We came to party Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari | |
| So it' s Shady Aftermizzath back in that ass | |
| You wizzass, comeizzon, | |
| what kinda fizzuckin musician is that? | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Pistol play ricochet see where the victim lay | |
| Slumped over bleedin, J. F. K | |
| H. K. to ya chest plate, cave | |
| I will ride to the death, do you rep thatta way? | |
| Forever I' ma be a Shady 74 gangsta | |
| Plus I' ll survive everything you got in that chamber | |
| I thrive off of danger, jumpin in all beef | |
| You keep talking shit, now the squad can call me | |
| Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine | |
| Dapper Don, Cap' of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams | |
| Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see | |
| Telling aint my cup of tea, can' t tell I' ma fucking G? | |
| I' m all automatic when I' m at it, | |
| start static and you splattered | |
| Shit shattered, I' ma walking bitch magnet | |
| Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit | |
| And I' m always on my pivot for my digits you dig it? | |
| So | |
| We run it | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| I tear the club up fo sho | |
| This flow is gon' bring mo dough | |
| You know but ya acting like ya don' t know | |
| Who run it? | |
| You know what this is.. | |
| Shady.. GUnit.. Aftermath.. | |
| Lloyd Banks.. Cashis.. | |
| Marshall Mathers.. Ferrari F50.. | |
| Its a movement.. You can' t stop it.. | |
| Talk Of New York, Tony Yayo.. | |
| Go....... |