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dj chop up – 2pac, eminem – like it or not lyrics

[intro: dj chop up as 2pac, eminem]
eminem, motherf-cker..
2pac motherf-cker…
eminem and 2pac
ay chop, get this shit chopped up!
we gon’ rip shit!

[verse 1: eminem]
the criminal cop k!llin’, hip-hop villain
a minimal swap to cop millions of pac listeners
you’re coming with me, feel it or not, you’re gonna fear it
like i showed you the spirit of ‘pac lives in us
subliminal thoughts, when i’ma stop sending ’em?
women are caught in webs, spin ’em and hock venom
adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin’ to stop
amoxicillin’s just not real enough
i’ll never be served, my spot is forever reserved
if i ever leave earth, that would be the death of me first
‘cause in my heart of hearts
i know nothing could ever be worse
that’s why i’m clever when i put together every verse
my thoughts are sporadic, i act like i’m an addict
i rap like i’m addicted to smack, like i’m kim mathers
but i don’t want to go forth and back in constant battles
the fact is i would rather sit back and burn some rappers

[hook x2: dj chop up as eminem]
take some em and some pac
and you mix ’em up in a pot
sprinkle a little chop on top
what the f-ck do you got?
you got the realest and illest k!llers tied up a knot
the juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not

[verse 2: 2pac]
sick, thicker than most of these tricks
i got my mind on making money but you stuck on these fake b-tches
i stay blunted and never fronted and i doubt if i do
cause if i did then i’d get beat up by f-cking crew
a real n-gg- since you figure that you ready to box
you catchin’ knots from my motherf-cking glock and
uh, you don’t really want none from ‘pac
’cause i be strapped with a glock
and throw thangs like i’m born to pop
i hit this motherf-cking gin and i be all in
h-ll yeah, young n-gg- straight balling
and everybody wants to see if i’m a g
weighing 165 and i’m high till i f-cking die
thug life in this motherf-cker catching wreck
chop up hit me off when i hit the set
but now i’m cool cause i’m tipsy and i feel a
n-gg- tryna see if i’m a k!ller, come on

[hook x4: dj chop up as eminem]
take some em and some pac
and you mix ’em up in a pot
sprinkle a little chop on top
what the f-ck do you got?
you got the realest and illest k!llers tied up a knot
the juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not

- dj chop up lyrics

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