Текст песни 50 Cent f Busta Rhymes, Eminem - Hail Mary 12" (white label) *
50 Cent f Busta Rhymes, Eminem - Hail Mary 12" (white label) * слова песни
* may also be from a Kay Slay/Shady Records mixtape; send corrections to typist[Intro: Eminem]Makaveli, rest in peaceIrv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his bodyMouth like a 12 gauge shotty (feel me!) {*starts singing chorus in background*}And this bitch said he should beThe lost forgotten seed of TupacTo lead this industry into the ways of the manFollow me...![Chorus: Eminem]Come get meIf you motherfuckas want ShadyIf Pac was still here nowHe would never ride with JaNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, na[Verse 1: Eminem]You ain`t no killa, you a pussyThat ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushyBitch is wearin` rags in photos, Ja`s words bein` quotedIn The Source stealin` Pac`s shit like he just wrote itYou loudmouths, pray to God hopin` no one`s listenin`See 50 comin` for me I`ma guard my, my positionNo one`ll pay attention to me, please GottiHere I go, give me this pillEcstasy done got me feelin` so invincibleNow all a sudden I`m a fuckin` mad man who screams like I`m PacBut I`m not, enemies, HennessyActin` like I`m great, but I`m fake, I`m crazySweat drip get me off this trip, someone stop this trainSome say my brain is all corrupted fuckin` with this shitI`m suck, I`m addicted to these drugs, I`ma quitsayin` motherfuckas names before somebody fucks me upAin`t no pussies over here partner, see you in hell, fucka[Chorus: Eminem]Come get meMotherfucka, if you want ShadyIf Pac was still here nowHe would never ride with JaNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naGet off that E`Fore you try to come and fuck with meIt`s Aftermath gettin` down, Shady Records got it lockedLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la[Verse 2: 50 Cent]Penitentiaries is packed with promise makersNever realize the precious time that bitch niggaz is wastin`Institutionalize my bitchez bring me product by the bundleHustle hard for my sale, G-Unit motherfucka, we ballin`Catch me countin` cheese and when I`m callin`, do you accept my calls?Still let me sip on Hennessy, can I sip some more?Hell, I done been to jail, I ain`t scaredMama checkin` in my bedroom, I ain`t thereI got a head with no screws in itMotherfuckas thinkin` they can stop 50, they losin` itLil` nigga named Ja think he live like meTalkin` about he left the hospital took nine like meYou livin` fantasies nigga, I been checkin` depositWhen your lil` sweet ass gon` come out of the closet?Now he wonderin` why DMX blowed him outNext time grown folks talkin`, bitch, close yo mouthPeep me, I take this war shit deeplyDone seen too many real niggaz ball to let these bitch niggaz beat meBlack Child, you`s a motherfuckin` punk and you`ll see me with glovesQuit scarin` them fuckin` kids with yo ugly ass mugAnd you can tell them niggaz you roll with whatever you wantBut you and I know what`s goin` onNigga payback, Tah, I know yo bitch ass from way backWitness me strap the mac, knew I don`t play thatAll these old rappers tryina advanceIt`s all over now, take it like a man [haha!]Irv lookin` like Larry Holmes, flabby and sickTryina playa hate on my shitMan, eat a fat dick!Lovin` this shit, that`s how you made meFeelin` like I got you niggaz crazyUh huh, against all oddsHopin` my thug motherfuckas knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all oddsUp in the studio gettin` blowedTo the truest shit I ever spoke[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]Ay yo, I been one of the most humbleReppin` streets to the coreAy Jeffrey, what the fuck you come and bother me for?It`s been a long time comin`, like a blessing to check youSee, 106 & Park fans don`t even fuckin` respect youIt`s kinda funny, wanna be Pac, wanna fake like he thugRunnin` around talkin` shit that he ain`t capable of