Hail mary (rmx eminem busta rhymes) Lyrics
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Hail mary (rmx eminem busta rhymes) Lyricsby 50 Cent Buy album CD: Other Songs FR - MAG Hail Mary 2003 (Ja Rule Diss) (feat. 50 Cent, Busta Rhymes) [Eminem] Makaveli rest in peace Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body Mouth like a .12 gauge shotti [2x] Come get me If you mothafuckers want Shady If Pac was still here now, He would never ride with Ja, na na na na na na na na [Eminem] You ain't no killa, you a pussy That exstacy dun' 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 one's listenin See 50 comin for me, Oh my God my, my position No one will pay attention To me, please Gotti, here I go Gimme this pill, exstacy dun' 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, fucked from this shit I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit Sayin mothafucka's name's before somebody fucks me up Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker [Eminem Sings] Come get me Motherfucker, If you 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 come and fuck with me It's Aftermath here now Shady Records got it locked La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la [50 Cent] Temesentruries 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 and when I'm callin Can you set my car, Ceo let me sip on Henessy, "Can I sip 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 thinkin they can stop 50... they losin it Lil' nigga named Ja, think he live like me Talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me You live in fantasies nigga I rejected deposit When your lil sweet ass comin out of the closet now he wonderin why DMX blowed 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 let these bitch niggas beat me yous a mothafuckin punk and you dont 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 Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back Witness be strap with max 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 Against all odds up with my thug mothafuckas know This'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've been one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core Hey Jeffrey, What the fuck you come involvin with me for? It's been a long time comin like a bless and a check you see 106 and park fans don't even fuckin respect you Its kinda funny wanna be Pac, wanna fake like like he 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 Violator used to manage you nigga then took a closer look and realized you was an impostor theres never been a Violator on a Murda Inc roster. Dumb ass Now who shoot?-- Ah made you look, you said Bus' singin the same ol' 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 'pologize to ya fans watch ya pull a lil stunt like we ain't know where you are Lil faggot desperate tryin to 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 AH--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] It was fun Next time you got a problem man, Address me before you make shit a public issue homie, Now i'ma return back to my regular self and have fun again -One
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