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, "mo money in the bank"!, can't forget. eminem! shady records!, what?, yeah! shaaaady! {free tony yayo!}, whooooo!, haha! 50 cent! {g-unit album.} ggg-ggg- g-unit! {the #4!} haha!, here we go again! yeah!, uh-huh! haha! {whoooooooooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}, ], does it make you mad when i switch my flow?, you can't understand how i get my dough. 50 cent i'm on fire 'cause shady said so! {what?}, i'm on fire!,], everybody's in a rush try to get the throne, i just get on the track and try to set the tone, i ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone, but don't compare me - i'm better off jus' left alone. and i ain't even tryna go there with' record sales, i'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself. say: "what up? " - keep steppin', and just rap d12, keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail {haha!}, and livin' wreckless. - but if you go check my belt, you may see something else i used to protect myself, a vest, to stop a rueger and deflect the shells, and send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel. and i don't even carry guns no more, i don't got to, got undercover cops that'll legally pop you {whoooooooo!}, and i done seen a lot of people cross the line, but this motherfucker ja musta lost his mind. that x! - got him thinkin' he was dmx, then he switched to 'pac now he's tryna be him next. so which one are you? - x, luther, 'pac or michael?, just keep singin' the same song, recycled!, we'd all much rather get along and fight you, me and hailie danced to your songs - we liked you!, and you don't really wanna step inside no mic booth, c'mon now, you know the white boy'll bite you, i hurt your pride dawg and you know i don't like to, but i will if i have to - with syllable after, syllable i just slap ya. killin' you fasta, than you poppin' pill afta little pill of them tabs of, that shit you on! - but if you want it you got it. you'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it, but if we lock horns we can charge harder than busta, we bump heads with' any motherfucker that wants to!, so what's the, deal where was all the tough talk?, when i walked up to you like: "ja what up dawg? ", how come you didn't say you had a problem then?, when you was standin' there with' all your men - we coulda solved this then. i'm a grown man dawg come holla, all you did was slap hands, smile and swallow, another one of them little x pills in front of me, and tell me 50 cent was everything you wanna be. - come on!, ], i - know - you don't want it with me. you - know - you don't want it with me. you - talk - an' you soon will see. you - don't - wanna bump heads with me. {whoooooooooooooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}, i - know - you don't want it with me. you - know - you don't want it with me. you- talk - an' you soon you will see. you - know - you don't want it with me. 1/2 tony yayo, come on! 1/2 ]

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Artist: banks, lloyd