We All Die Someday Testo

[Tony Yayo]Yeah! You riding with the talk of New York, Tony YayoShady Aftermath and Soul Assassins, here we go![Chorus: Lloyd Banks]Niggaz, know what I'm about out hereI don't toot my own horn cause I don't have toYou could run your mouth I don't careBut if you get to close I'm gon' clap youIt's too real out here to be scaredA real nigga gonna do whatever he has toA man is a last thing you should fearIt ain't considered a crime unless they catch youWe all die one day[Obie Trice]Niggaz when I step up in a bar, faggots wanna lootlike you muh'fuckers got Obie Trice shookLike I'm gon' stand here as a man andlet some queer ass, funny looking nigga get the upper handI got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn nigga's momsShoot up clubs and destroy niggaz vibesEverybody running for their motherfucking livesTough club niggaz we leave early cock back surelyOpen up your fade your grade brain meets Motor City pave'Your nervous system still twitch off Jay-ZHoes and animals skirts get murkedDon't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurtDon't ever let a nigga tell you to play the bar hardTrust in God cause youse about to get catch a bullet scarI give a fuck where you from who you be withKeep this secret {*whispers*} right by the nutsA 4-5 that'll light niggaz up and this 4-5 high make not give a fuck[Chorus][Lloyd Banks]But as long as I'm here I'm gonna grab checksAnd make my cash stretch longer than giraffe necksPoverty make your ass bet on wordsTouch niggaz in jail make them wanna finish they last sents'They say you live by the gun, you die by the next nigga gunIf thats the case then get a bigga oneYou don't think I pack the pump cause I'm out the hoodThat's a stereotype like everybody that's black and jumpedI'm in the white mink the fabric is doneGot rings like Mike, Bird, Magic, and themOut of Dallas to the palace where the Mavericks is fromLiving lavish I'm established, so the cabbage'll comeI'm in the cloud you don't see me on the trainsI travel first class you aint even got a TV on your planeYou should be easy on my name cause I aint going back and forthYour boss and your captain soft[Chorus][Eminem]Cause we gon' bring it to anybody who want itYou want it?You gon' get itname 'em we gon' hit 'em chew 'em up and spit 'em out {*hoch spit*}Too much venom and if you roll with 'emwe gon' fuck you up with 'emI got to much momentum moving in my direction to loseMy shoes will explode as soon as you go to step to them (Broom)You know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come throughG-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move like assassinsSki mask and gloves consider this as a warningDisaster comes faster than you can react to it, just ask MuggsBut we are fizast, fuck your little bitch ass upWe are not killers, my vato will have you shot thoughDrag through the barrio and fucked like Kim OsarioLittle sorry hoe ass, go ask B-RealWe burn Source covers like fuckin Cypress HillDid in the 90's when you was in diapers stillShady Records you better believe the hype is realThis is no joke, I don't smokeBut I toke enough secondhand to make my fucking P.O. chokeI'm an OG, your fucking with a G.I. JoeBia Bia, mia mio a vida locoI'm a pyscho Mariah ain't got shit on meWhen I retire I'll be spittin baby food on peopleA tent siged on her ranch huddle up next to herwith Hello Kitty slippers on, humpin her legsYou ever had your cap peeled back or your shit pushed inI put my blade in you like a fuckin pin cushionslice your ear clear off, Smirnoff and Hen-dawgI'll show you to kill a fucking man like Sen DogNobody told you that I'm loco ese?I lack every sane chemical in my membraneI'm Slim Shay... D and the 'D' is for deez nutsAnd you can get each one for free so feast upI pee in a cup for three monthsI'm having an E party for Easter please comeCause we-[50 Cent]We gon' bring it to anybody who want it you want you gon' get itYou Name 'em and will hit 'em, chew 'em up and spit 'em out {*spits*}To much venom and if you roll with 'emWe gon' fuck you up with 'emYou can do all them push ups to pump up your chestI got a twelve gauge Mausberg to pump up your chestHave you gasping for air after that shell hit your vestFear me like you fear God cause I bring deathSilverback gorilla in the concrete jungleI'm the strongest around you know how I get downI watch gangsta flicks and root for the bad guyAnd turn it off before it ends cause the bad guy dieIf you tryin to buy guns from a nigga to look toSo what they got bodies on them they still look newYou can raise your voice like you fend to touch someWhen I raise my knife shit I fend to cut someSee I walk like Ron O' Neil but talk like GoldieIf the bitch think I love her the bitch don't know me{*laughing*}[50 Cent] Sorry Kim[Eminem]Oh Sorry, Oh[Chorus][Eminem]Soul Assassins y'all, what up Muggs?[DJ Muggs] What up Em?[Eminem]We outta here...