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eminem – hail mary lyrics

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[chorus]
come get me
if you mothaf-ckas want shady
if pac was still here now,
he would never ride with ja
na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na

[eminem]
makaveli rest in peace
irv gotti, too much bacardi in his body
miles like a .12 gauge shotti

[chorus 2x]

[eminem]
you ain’t a killa, you a p-ssy
that exstacy got you all emotional and moushy
b-tches wearin rages in photos, ja’s words bein quoted
in the source, stealin ‘pac’s sh-t like he just wrote it
you loud mouth, pray to god, hope that no one’s listenin
see 50 comin for me, i’ma guard my, my position
no one will pay attention
to me, please gotti, here i go
gimme this pill, exstacy got me feelin so
invincible
now all of a sudden i’m a f-ckin mad man who screams
like i’m ‘pac but i’m not, enemies, hennesy
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, f-ck from this sh-t
i’m stuck, addicted from these drugs, i’ma quit
sayin mothaf-cka’s name’s before someone f-cks me up
ain’t no p-ss-es over here, partner, see you h-ll, f-cker

[eminem sings]
come get me
if you mothaf-ckas 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
before you try to f-ck with me
it’s aftermath here now
shady records got it locked
la, la, la, la , la, la, la, la

[50 cent]
temesentruries is packed with promise makers
never realized the precious time them b-tch n-gg-s is wastin
insitutionalize, my b-tches bring me product by the bundles
hustle hard from the cell, g-unit mothaf-cka, we ballin
catch me countin trees when i’m callin
can you set my car, ceo let me sip on henessy, “can i sips some more?”
h-ll, i done been in jail, i ain’t scared
momma checkin in my bedroom, i ain’t there
i got a head with no screws in it
mothaf-ckas think they can stop 50… they losin it
lil’ n-gg- named ja, thinks he live like me
talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me

[50 cent]
you lil fantasies n-gg-
i’ll be ??
when that lil sweet -ss comin out of the closet
now he wonderin why dmx blow tha mouth
next time grown folks talkin b-tch close your mouth
peep me i take this war sh-t deeply
seen too many real n-gg-s ballin like these b-tch n-gg-s beat me
yous a mothaf-ckin punk and you see me with gloves
quit havin those f-ckin kids with ya ulgy -ss mom
and you can tell them n-gg-s you roll with whatever you want
but you and i know whats goin on n-gg- pay back i know your b-tch -ss from way back
witness be strap with max you know i don’t play that
all these old rappers tryin to advance its all over now — take it like a man
haha–irv lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick
tryin to playa hate on my sh-t- made of fat d-ck
lovin htis sh-t hats how you made me-feelin like i got you n-gg-s crazy, i like
against all odds up with my dogs mothaf-ckas now
it’ll be the realist sh-t i ever wrote
against all odds, up in the studio gettin blow to the truest sh-t i ever spoke???

[busta rhymes:]
hey yo i’m one of tha most humble, rep the streets to tha core
hey jeffrey, what the f-ck you come involve with me for?
you spent a long time comin like a bless and a check
you see 106 and park fans don’t even f-ckin respeck you
its kinda funny when ya be pol fake like like you thug
runnin around talkin sh-t that he ain’t even capable of
now let me off this c-ck sucka watch me handle you n-gg-
if i recall violator use to manage you n-gg- then took a closer look and
realized you was an empostor theres never been a violator on a murda inc rosta. dumb -ss
now who shoop?– ah made you look, you said busta in the same oh hook, you stupid
if yall shoot i take a look at ya man tha b-tch shot himself infront of def jam
chedda bar b-ss n-gg- start adjustin ya plan
you let the streets down n-gg–(a) pologize to ya fans
watch ya pull a lil stunt like we ain’t know where you are ya lil f-nny
desperate be tryin while we establish a buzz i know tha sh-t is drivin you crazy you wonderin how
the streets ain’t never want you beatrice what you gonna do now?
now if you wanna beef with me, then i’m beefin with you
i think about tha game and what a slight ah–where would i be without you
you finished i ain’t tryin to complete this just because i’m cool shouldn’
take my kindness for weakness

[busta speakin in background]
ooh sh-t ha ha that was fun next time you got a problem with me, address me
before you make sh-t a public issue and i’m gone, return back to my regular
self and have fun again



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