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Eminem I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep Ain't gonna breath till I see what I wanna see And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt Permanently you just being hurt This ain't gonna work for me, it just wouldn't be sufficient enough 'cause we are just gonna be enemies As long as we breathe I don't ever see either of [bad word] to terms where we can agree There ain't gonna be no reason in speaking with me You speak on my si then me no speaka ingles So we gonna beef and keep on beefin' unless you're gonna agree to meet with me in the flesh and settle this face to face and you're gonna see a demon unleashed in me that you've never seen and you're gonna see this gangsta pee on himself I see you D-12 and thanks but me need no help me do this one all by my lonely I don't need fifteen of my homies When I see you I'm seein' you, me and you only We never met but best believe you gon' know me When I'm this close to see you exposed as [bad word] on [bad word] show me pick me up, throw me lift me up, hold me just like ya told me You was gonna do that's what I thought you're pitiful I'm rid of you, all you Ja you'll get it too [bad word] Now go to sleep [bad word] Die mother****er die! Uh, time's up [bad word] close your eyes! And go to sleep [bad word] {What!} Why are you still alive?! How many times I gotta say close your eyes?! And go to sleep [bad word] {What!} Die mother****er die! Bye bye, mother****er, bye bye! Go to sleep [bad word] {What!} Why are you still alive, why?! Die mother****er, HA HA HA!! Go to sleep [bad word] {Obie Trice} We got you niggas nervous on purpose to hurt your focus, you's not emcees you's worthless You's not them G's, you's a circus You's no appeal, please use curtains You use words cool hurried slurred in two thousand third You's purpin' you's no threat, whose ya servin' When lyrically ought to bury you beneath the dirt When you **** wit' a label over seein' the earth Shady mother****er O. Trice's birth and as I mold I [bad word] more cursed So we can put down the verse take it to the turf [bad word] and squeeze and he who reach the hearse is he who dipects fiction in his verse And as I breath and you be deceased The world believe you deceive just to speak You's not the streets, you's the desk You's not your chest [bad word] use a vest Before two shoes you rest You chose death Six feet deep [bad word] that's the depth [bad word] {DMX} Big Dog, I'ma walk like a fish {yeah} Talk like the streets {yeah} I'ma stay place in New York with the heat {yeah} Stalk on the beat {yeah} Walk wit' my feet {uh} Understand my pain the rain ain't sleet {What!} Peep how I'm movin' {uh huh} Peep where I'm goin' {uh huh} [bad word] don't steep and sleep not knowin' {whoo} But I'ma keep growin' gettin' larger than life Easy goin' but the same one that started the fight He be knowin' how dawg get when dawg 'gon bite {uh} Got to show him the dawg [bad word] the dawg fo' life {uh} Grand champ in my bloodline is tight {What!} 'Cause it's all good {yeah} and it's all right [bad word] on} Niggas try to holla but couldn't holla BACK Now they gotta swallow everything in the SAC Blood line and we can go track for track [bad word] dawg why you had to do them niggas like that [bad word] {Eminem} All of you mother****ers, take that {uh} Here take this too [bad word] {Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ahhhhha} We're killin' all you mother****ers dead, all of you Fake [bad word] gangstas No more press, no more press Rot mother****ers rot! {Uh huh} Decay, in the dirt [bad word] in the mother****in