| Hail Mary (Ja Rule Diss) 2003 | ||||||||
| ft. 50 cent and Busta Rhymes | ||||||||
| (Chorus) Come get me If u motherfuckers 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 tymes 2) (Eminem) Yo aint no killa, u a pussy That exstacy got u all emotional and moushy Bitches wearin rags in photos,Ja's words bein quoted In tha SOURCE, stealin Pacs shit like he just wrote it Yo 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 dis pill,exstacy got me feelig so invincible Now all of a sudden I'm fuckin mad man who screams Like im Pac but I'm not,enemies,Hennesy Actin like I'm tha great, but I'm fake, I'm CRAZY Sweat drip, get me off dis trip, someone stop dis 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 motherfucka's name's before someone fucks me up Ain"t no pussies over here, partner,see u in hell,fucker (Eminems sings) Come get me If u motherfucker 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 u 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 bundles Hustle hard fom tha cell G-Unit mothafucka WE BALLIN Catch me countin trees when I'm callin Can u set my car,Ceo let me sipon 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 Mothafucka think they can stop 50... they losin it Lil' nigga named Ja, thinks he live like me Talkin bout he left the hospital took 9 like me (50 Cent) You livin fantasie nigga I'll Reject your Deposit When yo lil sweet ass comin out 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 ugly ass mug and yo can tell then nigga yo 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 thse old rappers tryin to advance its all over now - - take it like a man HAHA - - Ive lookin like Larry Holmes,flabby and sick tryin to play ahate 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 thethe streets to tha core Hey Jeffery, what the fuck you involving me for? You spent a long time comin like a bless and check You see 106 and park fans don't fuckin respect you It's kinda funny, wana be PAC wana fake like he a thug runnin around talkin shit that he ain't capable of now let me OFF this cock sucka watch me handle you nigga If i recall Violater use to manage yo nigga then took a closer look and realized you was an emposter theres never been a Violater on a Murda Inc rosta. Dumb ass Now who shoot? - - Ah made you look, you said Busta sigin the same old hook, You Stupid if yall shoot I take a look at you man tha bitch shot himself infront of Def Jam Chedda bob ass nigga start adjustin yor plan you let the streets down nigga - - Apologize to ya fans |
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