[Em & Hailie]

[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!

G-g-g-g G-Unit! Hailie

[H] What?

[E] Come here baby, bring daddy his Oscar

[H] Okay

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

[H - laughs]


[Vesre 1]

[Swift]

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

I'm quick to murder ink with lead and I ain't talkin' bout a pencil

Lookit what the f**k you done got into

I see you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol

Claimin' you a murderer and spellt it wrong

You put 'e' before the 'd' cuz that's all you on

You on Pac's dick, you a replica guy

If he was still alive you would never get by

All you do is cry, bitch keep it real

Life is more than imitating niggaz and eatin' pills

And what kind of muthaf**ka ruins three deals

That another nigga got you, that didn't see skills

And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin' cheated

And Ja Rule be prayin' on this cover cuz he need it

And all you niggaz hatin', shut your mouths

It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out


[Obie Trice]

Doe-rae-me, but we don't sing muhf**kas

So Murder Inc. do ya thing muhf**kas

You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin' less

Than R&B comin' from that regime

Regime, It's a little extreme

Neck and necks with soldiers, muhf**kin' Marines

Ja sold his soul to sing

We've eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the dream

Now that you've embraced the green

>Don't f**k with them triple beams

You's a muthaf**kin actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper

Slash Billie Holliday how'd it happen?

Artist for Repetuar saw him in action

Pac assassination Def Jam grabbed him

Told him reinact him, you go platinum

They seen it for sure, I know that Afina Shakur

Don't enjoy Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy

Saw him click-clackin' this toy

Mash and destroy, Shady slash

Aftermath and Detroit muthaf**kas


[Chorus]

[Eminem]

Doe-rae-me, fa-so-la-de-da

Don't blame me cuz your washed up lost your spot

Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa

Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac

Doe Rae me, Cuz we're hot, you're not

Going at me is the only shot you got

Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac

You gonna get popped after all that shit you pop


[Verse 2]

[Kuniva]

Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs

To the greivance and the cryin' and the intimate hugs

We don't take you serious nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go sing a hook nigga

And you can't replace the late great one

And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one

Nigga please, stick to the script

before the guns stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch

f**kin' old ass ignorant innocent lookin' senior citizen

Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive

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 tyrannasaurus rex?

You niggaz can scream holler and curse

Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse


[Proof]

Slim sent an impulse to get at the wankstas

He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas

What up Gotti and this little war you pushed on

Put your ear to the drama for stucky and bush stones What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggaz?

Roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us

It's real business you ain't caught the concept

You talkin' nonsense to walk and find press

Contact was blown by benzetta in The Source

Threaten at the boss you gon' see me on ya porch

Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us

But Detroit niggaz ?? and ain't scurred to bust


[Kon Artis]

Word to my nigga Bugs, punks like you get beat up

Stomped unconcious 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? Cadillic Pac or that transvestite that dress like a Lil Kim fox, your just like a little windbox

press tight on the trigger of this glock

Swallow that little shit you got left to help you eat

You knock Pac's songs without love to help you sleep

You got shot in your video tryin mock Pac

You 'Mockaveli', get your own identity


[Chorus]

[Eminem overdubs chorus]

Yeah!

Don't you never say my little girl's name in a song again!

f**kin' punk pussy little bitch!

I'll f**k you up boy!

Never! Never in your muthaf**kin life!

I'll choke the shit outchu little muthaf**kin bitch!

Hailie can whip your muthaf**kin ass!


[Obie Trice speaking]

That's right muthaf**kas

Shay records, whatchu know about it?

f**k Benzino, f**k Ja Rule

Nigga, this Obie Triceright here talkin to you muthaf**kas

Ja Rule punk ass... Yea!

f**kin Soul For Real ass...

Nigga that's Soul For Real,

That the nigga from Soul For Real!

Candy Rain ass nigga...

He got a deal now he rappin'

You'ont know what's... faggot ass muhf**kas

Get money to all my real niggas, man

Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent...

Hailie Jade!!!

[50 Cent (laughing)]


[Hailie]

Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem]

No honey, you guys are the same size...