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eminem - doe rae me lyrics

[em & hailie]
[e] ah-ha! yeah! c’mon!
g-g-g-g g-unit! hailie
[h] what?
[e] come here baby, bring daddy his oscar
[h] okay
[e] we’re gonna shove it up ja rule’s -ss!
[h – laughs]

[vesre 1]
[swift]
i’m about to get rid of some hoes, it’s simple
i’m quick to murder ink with lead and i ain’t talkin’ bout a pencil
lookit what the f-ck you done got into
i see you found yo niche, you just a b-tch wit a menstrol
claimin’ you a murderer and spellt it wrong
you put ‘e’ before the ‘d’ cuz that’s all you on
you on pac’s d-ck, you a replica guy
if he was still alive you would never get by
all you do is cry, b-tch keep it real
life is more than imitating n-gg-z and eatin’ pills
and what kind of m-th-f-cka ruins three deals
that another n-gg- got you, that didn’t see skills
and i ain’t playin’, you a brother gettin’ cheated
and ja rule be prayin’ on this cover cuz he need it
and all you n-gg-z hatin’, shut your mouths
it’s just that real n-gg-z ain’t buyin’ that sh-t y’all put out

[obie trice]
doe-rae-me, but we don’t sing muhf-ckas
so murder inc. do ya thing muhf-ckas
you’ve unleashed on a team who expects nothin’ less
than r&b comin’ from that regime
regime, it’s a little extreme
neck and necks with soldiers, muhf-ckin’ marines
ja sold his soul to sing
we’ve eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the dream
now that you’ve embraced the green
>don’t f-ck with them triple beams
you’s a m-th-f-ckin actor slash pac impersonatin’ rapper
slash billie holliday how’d it happen?
artist for repetuar saw him in action
pac -ss-ssination def jam grabbed him
told him reinact him, you go platinum
they seen it for sure, i know that afina shakur
don’t enjoy jeffery atkins reinactin’ her boy
saw him click-clackin’ this toy
mash and destroy, shady slash
aftermath and detroit m-th-f-ckas

[chorus]
[eminem]
doe-rae-me, fa-so-la-de-da
don’t blame me cuz your washed up lost your spot
mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
ja quit playin’ knock it off you’re not 2pac
doe rae me, cuz we’re hot, you’re not
going at me is the only shot you got
ja quit playin’ knock it off you’re not 2pac
you gonna get popped after all that sh-t you pop

[verse 2]
[kuniva]
now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs
to the greivance and the cryin’ and the intimate hugs
we don’t take you serious n-gg- you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off x d-ck, go sing a hook n-gg-
and you can’t replace the late great one
and when you gone you only gon’ be the late fake one
n-gg- please, stick to the script
before the guns stick to the clip, and benzino you ain’t sh-t but a b-tch
f-ckin’ old -ss ignorant innocent lookin’ senior citizen
built up, slap you like grimace, all sensitive
wait a minute, hold on
is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and clothes on?
a b-tch made man, now how you gonna connect with them short -ss arms like a tyrannasaurus rex?
you n-gg-z can scream holler and curse
go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse

[proof]
slim sent an impulse to get at the w-nkstas
he told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas
what up gotti and this little war you pushed on
put your ear to the drama for stucky and bush stones what’s wrong? didn’t think we strong with real n-gg-z?
roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us
it’s real business you ain’t caught the concept
you talkin’ nonsense to walk and find press
contact was blown by benzetta in the source
threaten at the boss you gon’ see me on ya porch
now irv got the nerve to try to serve on us
but detroit n-gg-z ?? and ain’t scurred to bust

[kon artis]
word to my n-gg- bugs, punks like you get beat up
stomped unconcious and smacked with the heater
this rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with d-cks so much that he should be fixed with a v-g-n-
who’s behind ya? cadillic pac or that transvest-te that dress like a lil kim fox, your just like a little windbox
press tight on the trigger of this glock
swallow that little sh-t you got left to help you eat
you knock pac’s songs without love to help you sleep
you got shot in your video tryin mock pac
you ‘mockaveli’, get your own ident-ty

[chorus]
[eminem overdubs chorus]
yeah!
don’t you never say my little girl’s name in a song again!
f-ckin’ punk p-ssy little b-tch!
i’ll f-ck you up boy!
never! never in your m-th-f-ckin life!
i’ll choke the sh-t outchu little m-th-f-ckin b-tch!
hailie can whip your m-th-f-ckin -ss!

[obie trice speaking]
that’s right m-th-f-ckas
shay records, whatchu know about it?
f-ck benzino, f-ck ja rule
n-gg-, this obie triceright here talkin to you m-th-f-ckas
ja rule punk -ss… yea!
f-ckin soul for real -ss…
n-gg- that’s soul for real,
that the n-gg- from soul for real!
candy rain -ss n-gg-…
he got a deal now he rappin’
you’ont know what’s… f-ggot -ss muhf-ckas
get money to all my real n-gg-s, man
obie trice, d12, g unit, 50 cent…
hailie jade!!!
[50 cent (laughing)]

[hailie]
daddy is ja rule taller than me?
[eminem]
no honey, you guys are the same size…

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