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give it all back
But it's multiplied by ten and come to break his back
In the form of me. Bringing him to both his knees
Dawg i only worship He who made

don't give it 
Or a person that has life refusing to live it 
Wrong doers denying they did it 
Or rappers not spitting as nice as me just trying not

support from the people that I be's with
Only if you knew
I don't put shit on Instagram
I do it for the kid who was Eminem's biggest fan

That would make me

Coming 2 America

Ludacris

Word of Mouf

2001

like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L, if you disagree
Don't even look at me ho, don't pass go just go

hate time wasted by suckers
These n*ggas scared
Nowadays n*ggas too p*ssy to settle sh*t off knuckles
Way that I’m ballin’ on n*ggas mane
I just might

Nina and Eminem chopper flow when I bust a rhyme
And spit it forever, I’m sicker and clever, hotter than the summertime
Plus Imma give what I got when I

you mean

Call me Yung F. in the booth I'm a problem
Step up on the track give me some beats and ima stomp em
Fehl up in the back that's my nigga he

to blow up
Treat the beat like a grenade, when I pull out the pen
Just want to give them something they feeling
Like when you eat an omelette, hold on
But

intelligence
Needed to leave an impact
Lacking in what you can give back
Without presence
Man just sit back
Let me gift that

No more side to side
Let's chit

That's All She Wrote

Eminem

No Mercy

2010

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with,

Im systematic i react
So automatic
The holy ghost came back
Like nothin happened
Swervin on the fast lane 
Home on the track 
So dont be shook 
When

Slicing all these niggas in half, I might just call it dueling
I'm great with the pad, so don't you be tripping
I been doing all this rappin' for a cool few

that you can do with all your fate
Yuh
I just be throwing and spitting these writtens
That'll make you fumble
Give you sympathy like dropping a rope

ahead (Skrrt)
By the way, with the MGK and Eminem shit
I don't know, I like both of 'em church

here feels clear use it to get by with
The air I breathe how dare I be
More than you know so stare then leave
Fake ID don't wait for me
I read your dash

wear your face
I don’t give a fuck about law (Fuck yeah)
Laid back like a MAC
Boomin' crack on a track
Laid back like a MAC
Boomin' crack on a track

Tell Your Friends

Jadakiss

Hell and Back

2004

produced the track

So another line bout a gun motherfucker 
And I'm a pass one to you, blast one through you
You don't got adrenaline, ass run through

Yet suddenly i rumble
Growin up i never had a city
So i stayed inside with Eminem, Dre and 50
I don't need a place for me to rep
I was raised by a place

entirely of saraski*
I just Anna Wintour

No no no ohh (ah)
CLAPBACK, wanna do it in the backseat
Back of that charger
I don’t even wanna charge ya-a-ah
Ohhh

see I not fit give you face if you ain't Busy or El Dray

Well, I don't need to f***ing hate
In the past I thought you was something great
I sent you

on my desk
But I've been having sex there
And I don't give a damn
Shoes I have only a pair
Because the money is a rare thing
Just like a good beat

Don't know 1, 0, D, double E
Don't give a F my G they'll soon say HI when they know about me
Wanna play for a laugh but I don't J K
Man i don't take L's

playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga

yuh
You on track you on track it's alright
You got stacks you got stacks in your mind
You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind
You can never