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baytee remix - here we go 3.0 lyrics

[verse 1: chris classic]
i been more than ready
preppin’ heavy
for this day to come
bet that if you let me
keep it steady
you gon’ know who won
i don’t take it easy
nothin’ easy ‘cept for givin up
i don’t do no waitin’
‘cept these weights that i been liftin up
got no fear in my body
no i don’t need n0body
i know everything that got me
and so now nothing can stop me
i just grind and work
yeah yeah, you know the motto
you know we goin’ hard cause we might never see tomorrow

[pre+chorus: chris classic]
i keep my eye on the fakes and got real from it
mastered patience and free will from it
that’s the real motivation some pеople k!ll for it
i keep reachin’ for greatnеss because i’m built from it

[chorus: chris classic]
here we go
give it a 100 never nothin’ less
here we go
we comin’, you already know the rest
here we go
we never settle ’cause we know it best
who wanna test? who?
leave you outta (breath)
[bridge: trick+trick, eminem]
yeah, we back baby!
(yea, let’s go!)
i told y’all we was comin’ back
detroit
and motherf+ckin’ slim shady! (hahahahahaaa!)

[verse 2: eminem]
ooh, wow, look at the b+tches up in this club
man i’m gettin’ me some digits ‘fore i leave up out this mug
and it’s like boom pow, wham, bam, thank you ma’am
i ain’t kissin’ you on the lips but i’ll be glad to shake your hand
now let’s get blew out, let’s start some sh+t tonight
just let me pick the chick that i’ma leave here with tonight ‘fore we get to fightin’
and threw out, this music makes me rowdy
how they gonna play that new trick+trick and expect no one to get their sh+t split?
it’s just too wild, and one more shot of hpnotiq
and i am not in control of my body, i go robotic
and blow a fuse out, homies is like, “you’re startin’ to stagger”
and i’m like, “nah that’s just my swagger” and i’m dancin’ with this fat girl
and gettin’ loose now, i don’t wanna fight, i feel like partyin’
’til this idiot dumps his bacardi on my cardigan
and knocks my screws out, it never fails, i know i’m goin’ to jail
i might as well take the laces out my shoes now

[chorus: chris classic]
here we go
give it a 100 never nothin’ less
here we go
we comin’, you already know the rest
here we go
we never settle ’cause we know it best
who wanna test? who?
leave you outta (breath)
[verse 3: eminem & 50 cent]
man, these are average raps, i’m keeping the savage batch hid
in the can of whoop ass with the shady/aftermath lid
you pop off the top, it’s like opening vats of acid
beat the octomom to death with a cabbage patch kid
attack a sn+tch, yeah, there’s something to jack a batch in
impregnate her then shoot up the embryo sac with mac+10s
triplets, quadruplets and a couple of back+to+back twins
dead fetus is falling out all over, jack is back again
the ripper’s at your service, girl, i can see that you’re nervous
but i barely scratched the surface like my last batch of girlfriends
that i buried in my f+cking backyard, still trying to dig their way out
i foam like an attack dog, how late you wanna stay out?

look, look, i come from a different crew, you f+ck with me, i’ll get to you
a clip or two will cripple you just ’cause i ain’t got sh+t to do
pistol pop, a p+ssy drop, drama never ever stop
eenie+meenie+mini+moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo’

it’s past your curfew when it’s dark, i’m searching for you in the park
shady murdered him another virgin, he just hit his mark
he met his quota for the month, they found dakota all rolled up
inside a bag, he probably dragged the body for about a block
disappeared without a trace, no dna, no, not a drop
’cause me and dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops
pick a strap, the tec, the mac, the hawk, i stab it in your back
i’ll blow your brains, i know your name and where you rest, i’ll make a mess
the hollow tips will hit your chest, you cough up blood ’til ems
come pick you up, you know you f+cked when you get on the stretcher
’cause i come into icu to see you off to heaven
the system i done been through, it is nothing new done to me
they lock me up, they let me out, you seen this in the movies
the criminals be criminals while they up in corrections
they come home, get a nine, then commit crime to perfection
it’s murder one, they found a gun, now they doing ballistics
but they can’t find a fingerprint, the sh+t’s going terrific
get so close on your target that it’s really hard to miss it
lead showers, gun powder, feel the talons burn+burn
school of arts, julliard, you better learn+learn

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