Eminem

Eminem - Hail Mary 2003 (Ja Rule Diss) songtekst

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(feat. 50 Cent, Busta Rhymes)

[Chorus]

Come get me

If you mothafuckas want Shady

If Pac was still here now,

He would never ride with Ja

Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na



[Eminem]

Makaveli rest in peace

Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body

Mouth like a .12 gauge shotti



[Chorus 2x]



[Eminem]

You ain't no killa, you a pussy

That exstacy got you all emotional and moushy

Bitches wearin rags in photos, Ja's words bein quoted

In the SOURCE, stealin 'Pac's shit like he just wrote it

You loud mouth, pray to god, hopin no ones listenin

See 50 comin for me, I'ma guard my, my position

No one will pay attention

To me, please Gotti, here I go

Gimme this pill, exstacy got me feelin so

Invincible

Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin mad man who screams

Like I'm 'Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennesy

Actin like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm CRAZY

Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train

Some say my brain is all corrupted, fuck from this shit

I'm stuck, I'm addicted from these drugs, I'ma quit

Sayin mothafucka's name's before someone fucks me up

Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker



[Eminem Sings]

Come get me

If you mothafuckas want Shady

If Pac was still here now,

He would never ride with Ja

Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na



Get off that E

Before you try to fuck with me

It's Aftermath here now

Shady Records got it locked

La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la



[50 Cent]

Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers

Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin

Insitutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles

Hustle hard from the cell, G-Unit mothafucka, WE BALLIN

Catch me countin trees when I'm callin

Can you set my car, Ceo let me sip on Henessy, "Can I sips some more?"

Hell, I done been in jail, I ain't scared

Momma checkin in my bedroom, I ain't there

I got a head with no screws in it

Mothafuckas think they can stop 50... they losin it

Lil' nigga named Ja, thinks he live like me

Talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me



[50 Cent]

You livin fantasies nigga

I'll Reject your Deposit

When yo lil sweet ass comin out of the closet

now he wonderin why DMX blow him out

next time grown folks talkin bitch close your mouth

Peep me I take this war shit deeply

Seen too many real niggas ballin like these bitch niggas beat me

yous a mothafuckin punk and you see me with gloves

quit scarin them fuckin kids with ya ulgy ass mug

and you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want

but you and i know whats goin on Nigga pay back I know your bitch ass from way back 

Witness be strap with macs You know I don't play that 

All these old rappers tryin to advance its all over now -- take it like a man

HAHA--Irv lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick

tryin to playa hate on my shit - man eat a fat dick

Lovin this shit, thats how you made me-feelin like I got you niggas crazy, i like

Against all odds up with my dogs mothafuckas now 

It'll be the realist shit I ever wrote 

Against all odds, up in the studio gettin blow to the truest shit i ever 

spoke 21 gun salute



[Busta Rhymes:]

Hey yo I'm one of tha most humble, rep the streets to tha core

Hey Jeffrey, What the fuck you come involving me for?

You spent a long time comin like a bless and a check

you see 106 and park fans don't even fuckin respect you

It's kinda funny, wana be PAC wana be fake like he thug

runnin around talkin shit that he ain't even capable of

now let me OFF this cock sucka watch me handle you nigga

If i recall Violator use to manage you nigga then took a closer look and 

realized you was an empostor theres never been a Violator on a Murda Inc rosta. Dumb ass

now who shoot? -- Ah made you look, you said Busta singing the same old hook, You Stupid

if yall shoot I take a look at ya man tha bitch shot himself infront of Def Jam

Chedda Bob ass nigga start adjustin ya plan

you let the streets down nigga - Apologize to ya fans

watch ya pull a lil stunt like we ain't know where you are ya lil faggot

desperate be tryin while we establish a buzz I know tha shit is drivin you crazy You wonderin how

The streets ain't never want you Beatrice what you gonna do now?

Now if you wanna beef with me, then i'm beefin with you

I think about tha game and what its like and "WHAT WOULD IT BE WITHOUT YOU"

You finished I ain't tryin to repeat this just because I'm cool shouldn' 

take my kindness for weakness



[Busta speakin in background]

Ooh shit ha ha That was fun Next time you got a problem with me, Address me 

before you try to make the shit a public issue homie, i'm return back to my regular 

self and have fun again

-One


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