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Тут найдется любой текст песни: Исполнитель: Eminem
Песня: Ill Hurt You (feat. Busta Rhymes)
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Eminem – Ill Hurt You (feat. Busta Rhymes) 0Makaveli, rest in peace Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body Mouth like a 12 gauge shotty (feel me!) {*starts singing chorus in background*} And this bitch said he should be The lost forgotten seed of Tupac To lead this industry into the ways of the man Follow me...! [Chorus: Eminem] Come get me If you motherfuckas want Shady If Pac was still here now He would never ride with Ja Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na [Verse 1: Eminem] You ain't no killa, you a pussy That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy Bitch is wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted In The Source stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it You loudmouths, pray to God hopin' no one's listenin' See 50 comin' for me I'ma guard my, my position No one'll pay attention to me, please Gotti Here I go, give me this pill Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible Now all a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams like I'm Pac But I'm not, enemies, Hennessy 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 fuckin' with this shit I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit sayin' motherfuckas names before somebody fucks me up Ain't no pussies over here partner, see you in hell, fucka [Chorus: Eminem] Come get me Motherfucka, 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 'Fore you try to come and fuck with me It's Aftermath here down, Shady Records got it locked La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la locked [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers Never realize the precious time that bitch niggaz is wastin' Institutionalize my bitchez bring me product by the bundle Hustle hard for da cell, 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 scared Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it Motherfuckas thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me Talkin' about he left the hospital took nine like me You livin' fantasies nigga, I been checkin' deposit When your lil' sweet ass gon' come out of the closet? Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out Next time grown folks talkin', bitch, close yo mouth Peep me, I take this war shit deeply Done seen too many real niggaz ball to let these bitch niggaz beat me Black , you's a motherfuckin' punk and you'll see me with gloves Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with yo ugly ass mom And you can tell them niggaz you roll with whatever you want But you and I know what's goin' on Nigga payback, Tah, I know yo bitch ass from way back Witness me strap the mac, knew I don't play that All these old rappers tryina advance It's all over now, take it like a man [haha!] Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick Tryina playa hate on my shit Man, eat a fat dick! Lovin' this shit, that's how you made me Feelin' like I got you niggaz crazy Uh huh, against all odds ONly my thug motherfuckas know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds Up in the studio gettin' blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke 21 gun salute, bitch! |
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