You wanna see me hang around Don't bother me You wanna know if I'll get down Can't you see (Gene Machine) Stick it in Shove it up Are they still humans
want to see me hang around, don't bother me. You wanna know if I'll get down, don't bother me. Well can't take your kind of life no more. Oh can't
move and CLAP, now your brain's gone You like me, you aight with me; me? I'm into me I destroy my enemies, even if they're kin to me Do 'em like the Kennedy
fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains [Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS) These niggaz don't
don't want you to see. But it's obvious, isn't it my brother? Get the smoke from in the front of your eyes, got to realize, anybody don't like
what he said [Eminem] You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again but I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge? Then don't shoot,
it because of the pigment of my skin or was it a figment of my imagination maybe it bothered me more than it did them maybe it wasn't a big deal back then but to me
truth You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room Hey you, I don't know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar For this bad car, that go
's problem on the side of me? Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me Kim, KIM! Why don't you like me? You think I'm ugly don't you (It's not that!) No you think
out of debt? I can't rap anymore - I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doin some bugged twitches I'm withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches I don't
Eminem] Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know
truth You couldn't mess with me, fuckin shit up in the same room Hey you, I don't know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar For this bad car, that go
Jeans on the floor, coat hanging on the door Been there before, it don't feel right You got me high as kite (when we sex?!) That's why I can't stop messing
Good God Almighty THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL" No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face You gotta
tune because it's perfect, She [?], taking shots like [?] [Chorus:] Bad bitches raise your cup, Taking your girl I don't give a fuck I don't care what