Smack You

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I'm holding Irv responsible, the Cookie Monster of Rap Won't give Hailie back her Oscar, they lost it up Ja Rule's ass We forgot an Oscar's a statue of a naked man We told her if she goes to take it back that he'll break her hand (Grr) But that's okay, baby, let's leave this faggot alone Let him have it, next your daddy'll bring you home two more And remember that pretty little dress that you wore To his show to match his when we saw him perform? (Yeah?) Well, we gon' send that to his son (You mean his son is a girl?) No, but he likes to dress like one (Haha) And I think he's got a daughter too But we ain't gotta talk about his dirty-ass little kids like he did to you 'Cause we don't need to stoop to Ja Rule's level 'Cause if we do (Yo), then that would mean we'd only be one foot two Then we'd be as tall as the statue that we shoved up his ass And then who knows? He might have room to fit us up there too Aight, big ears, it's time for you to go upstairs, boo Give Daddy kisses, Kim, you fuckin' slut, where are you? Come put Hailie to bed, I'll be finished up with this shit in a minute Just in time for you to make the last call at fuckin' Skinnies Hailie's gone, what's up now, punk? Since you brought her up Let's talk about her, chump, you already called her a slut Bitch, don't you ever question how we bring our daughter up You don't even raise your kids, your waddling Donald Duck Fat-ass bitch of a wife who lives at McDonald's does You stay in LA, tryna parlay with all the plugs Beggin' Suge to get him to follow you to all the clubs But you're too dumb to see that your publishing's all he wants Thinkin' you friends 'til he gets it and you're the next rapper Sittin' on the passenger side of that Benz that gets hit again And LAPD'll be sayin', "Who did this shit again?" Knowing who did it, but still nobody admits it But if I get killed for this shit, I know who did it Y'all ain't gotta go to limits to solve it, just expect a visit From forty to fifty vatos on your steps Ready, set to let the shots go, Pac, tell 'em, who shot you? (Suge shot me, Suge shot me) I'm holding Suge responsible for the deaths of the two greatest rappers to ever grace the face of this planet (Suge shot me, Suge shot me) If only the late great mister Christopher Wallace could talk, He could tell you himself (Suge shot me, Suge shot me) I'm holding Suge responsible for the death of Ja Rule or anyone else down with the Row (Suge shot me, Suge shot me) In the immortal words of Pac, speaking for me and any other rapper next to get shot (Suge shot me, Suge shot me) This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me (And it probably will) I don't know why the fuck you even gotta get me started I swear to God, you gotta be retarded, you're regarded The hardest workin' artist since Pac? Stop, no, you're not Oh my God! Knock it off, Ja, get off his jock You spoke on the Doctor, that's vodka That ain't Ja talkin', Dre, give me the word, I'll sock him Fuck is the problem? Let's get to the root Irv's brother ain't the only one shootin' himself in the foot To say that they jumped out of a window and hit the pavement Off the Empire State Building would be an understatement It'd be understatement to say that they made a fatal fuckin' mistake For fuck's sake, what did you just take? Let me get some of whatever you're on to be where you at 'Cause you gotta be a fuckin' moron to even do that Roll it up, smoke it and throw on a freakin' durag Ja, you got Outlaw on your forearm, let's see the new tat You gotta be seeing somethin' we don't see Let us know if you know something we don't, please 'Cause I just don't see the vision, you ain't even our division You might even fuckin' die and it ain't even our decision You made a deal with the devil whose giving you his permission To imitate a legend we all love so much, we miss him And now this shit's just getting disgusting 'cause it's sickening 'Cause we see it, but no one says a fucking thing, we just Pretend that it doesn't exist, but it does, and it's been itching And just eatin' at me so fuckin' much, and it's just getting To the point you might as well go to Suge, assume position Drop to your fuckin' knees and just suck his fuckin' dick and Get it over with, your reign is over with and you know this shit You just don't want no one to notice it, that Jodeci shit Ain't even entertaining, you're crying, your voice is straining Like you're dyin', but look in the sky, it ain't even rainin' Come outta the rain Hopin' my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke Against all odds, hopin' my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke Against all odds This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me This game is gonna be the death of me But I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me (And it probably will) Stupid, I'm gonna make you shut up once I get out there too Smack you across the face