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[Eminem]
There s not much you could do or say to phase me
People think I m a little bit crazy
I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie ll
Have to step in every once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it fore I just say things
Sometimes I forget what other people just may think
A lot of rappers finally wouldn t know how to take me
If they heard some shit, I d lay the tape fore they erase me
I maybe a little too fast paced and racy
Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times
cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I m goin too fast cuz my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck what category you place me
Long as when I m pushing up daisies and gone
As long as you place me amongst one of them greats
When I hit the heavenly gates I ll be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single die hard fan who embraced me
I m thankful for the talent in which God gave me
And I m thankful for the environment that he placed me
Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me
In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me
It only made me what I am today, see
Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
You ain t gonna make or break me
Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G
You re only gonna be in for a rude awakening
Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
And when you face me with all the shit you ve been saving to say to me
You had all this time to think about it
Now don t pussy out and try to wimp out, face me
Cuz I ve been patiently waiting for the day
That we finally meet in the same place to see

[Chorus x2] [Nate Dogg]
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many emcees i eat up
Ooh ooh, it s never enough

[50 Cent]
My flow s untouchable now you gotta face it
Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
You go say the wrong shit and get your face split
The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it
The spot my talk, it blaze a direct hit
Graze it, your peace talk, save it
You shit sounds dated, you re overrated
I m obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherfuckers
If I m the best and the worst, then God s gift is a curse
Soldier trained to destroy, you payin attention boy?
I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it
To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play, you ain t gotta sniff it
Chew it or pop it, roll a bag of the chocolate
Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it
When it s hot, it s hot
Your hatin is undeniable, stop it

[Chorus x2] [Nate Dogg]
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many emcees i eat up
Ooh ooh, it s never enough

Santa Baby, Just slip a sable under the tree
For me
I’ve been an awful good girl
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a 54 convertible too
Light blue
I ll wait up for you, dear
Santa...

(Thank you, thank you, and for my latest basket of cherries, here it
goes, baby!)
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch...

Well it takes it’s toll this reality
it knocks you down and you get up to fall again
you don’t know how, I don’t know why
the circle has made it’s turn
than you end, where you begin

You’re ill, confused
you’ve lost...

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