Song | Edoe Rae Me 2003 |
Artist | Eminem |
Album | Straight from the Lab |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:01.580] | Hailie, what do you want to be when you grow up, baby? |
[00:04.715] | I don't know, but I don't want to |
[00:06.674] | Grow up to be like Ja Rule's little dirty-ass kids |
[00:09.652] | Ha ha, yeah, c'mon |
[00:16.862] | G-G-G-G-G-G-G Unit |
[00:20.415] | Hailie, come here, baby! Bring Daddy his Oscar! |
[00:27.520] | We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass |
[00:28.774] | I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's simple |
[00:30.785] | I'm quick to murder ink with lead |
[00:32.274] | And I ain't talking 'bout a pencil |
[00:33.737] | Look at what the **** you done got into |
[00:35.618] | I see you found your niche, you just a ***** with a menstrual |
[00:38.779] | Claiming you a murderer, and you spelled it wrong |
[00:40.999] | You put E before the D, ‘cause that's all you on |
[00:43.350] | You on Pac's ****, you a replica guy |
[00:45.988] | If he was still alive, you would never get by |
[00:48.261] | All you do is cry, *****, keep it real |
[00:50.952] | Life is more than imitating *****s and eating pills |
[00:53.329] | And what kind of mother****er ruins three deals |
[00:55.732] | That another ***** got you? They didn't see skills |
[00:58.292] | And I ain't playin', you a brother getting cheated |
[01:00.748] | And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover, ‘cause he need it |
[01:03.229] | And all you *****s hating, shut your mouths! |
[01:05.528] | It's just that real *****s ain't buying that **** y'all put out |
[01:08.088] | Doe, rae, me, but we don't sing, mother****ers |
[01:10.517] | So Murder Inc, do your thing, mother****ers |
[01:12.999] | You unleashed on a team |
[01:14.514] | Who expects nothin' less than R&B coming from that regime |
[01:17.936] | "Regime" is a little extreme |
[01:20.392] | Neck and neck with soldiers, mother****in' Marines |
[01:22.873] | Ja sold his soul to sing |
[01:24.388] | Weave eye-witness team on the TV screen, chase the greed |
[01:28.150] | Now that you've embraced the green |
[01:30.005] | Don't **** with the triple beams |
[01:31.520] | You's a mother****in' actor, slash Pac impersonating rapper |
[01:35.125] | Slash Billie Holiday – how it happen? |
[01:37.476] | Artist and repertoire saw him in action |
[01:39.957] | Pac assassination, Def Jam grabbed him |
[01:42.387] | Told him, "Reenact him, you go platinum!" |
[01:44.738] | They seen it for sure, I know that Afeni Shakur |
[01:47.716] | Don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins reenacting her boy |
[01:50.354] | So I'm click-clackin' this toy, mash and destroy |
[01:53.097] | Shady slash Aftermath and Detroit, mother****er! |
[01:56.937] | Doe rae me, fa-so-la-ti-da |
[01:59.314] | Don't blame me ‘cause you washed up, lost your spot |
[02:01.508] | Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa |
[02:03.938] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac |
[02:06.367] | Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not |
[02:08.875] | Shooting at me, with the only shot you got |
[02:11.304] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac |
[02:13.577] | You'll get popped poppin' all that **** you pop |
[02:16.059] | Now, we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs |
[02:18.880] | To the grievance and the crying and the intimate hugs |
[02:21.126] | We don't take you serious, *****, you shook |
[02:23.138] | You half of a half-way crook; get off X ****, go sing a hook! |
[02:26.325] | *****, and you can't replace the late great one |
[02:28.859] | And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one |
[02:31.157] | *****, please stick to the script |
[02:32.699] | Before the guns stick to the clip |
[02:33.979] | And Benzino, you ain't **** but a *****! |
[02:35.886] | ****in' old-ass, ignorant, innocent-lookin' senior citizen |
[02:38.890] | Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive |
[02:41.188] | Wait a minute, hold on: is it me, or do he look like a banana with braids and clothes on? |
[02:45.969] | A *****-made man; now, how you gonna connect |
[02:48.451] | With them short ass arms, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex |
[02:50.906] | You *****s can scream, holler and curse |
[02:52.526] | Go ahead and respond |
[02:53.780] | And pull that pen and pad up outta your purse |
[02:55.530] | Slim didn't send Proof to get at the ****stas |
[02:58.194] | He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas |
[03:00.597] | What up, Gotti? And this little war you pushed on |
[03:03.079] | Put your ear to the ground for stepping on bush stones |
[03:05.561] | What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real *****s? |
[03:08.042] | Roll like a boss, in the streets they still feel us |
[03:10.420] | It's real business, y'all ain't caught the concept |
[03:12.875] | You talking nonsense to walking bomb threats |
[03:15.409] | Contact was blown by Benzetta in The Source |
[03:17.708] | Threaten at the boss, you gon' see me on your porch |
[03:20.372] | Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us |
[03:22.331] | But Detroit *****s early and ain't scurred to bust |
[03:24.865] | Word to my ***** Bugz, punks like you get beat up |
[03:27.582] | Stomped unconscious and smacked with the heater |
[03:30.037] | This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils |
[03:32.388] | With ****s so much that he should be fixed with a vagina |
[03:34.948] | Who's behind ya? Cadillac Pac or that transvestite? |
[03:38.606] | That dress like a Lil Kim fox |
[03:40.225] | You're just like a little windbox |
[03:42.184] | Press tight on the trigger of this Glock |
[03:44.170] | Swallow that little **** you got left to help you eat |
[03:47.174] | You knock Pac's songs without love to help you sleep |
[03:49.577] | You got shot in your video trying mock Pac |
[03:52.006] | You Mockaveli; get your own identity! |
[03:54.436] | Doe rae me, fa-so-la-ti-da |
[03:56.317] | Don't blame me ‘cause you washed up, lost your spot |
[03:59.138] | Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa |
[04:01.437] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac |
[04:03.788] | Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not |
[04:06.400] | Shooting at me, with the only shot you got |
[04:08.594] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac |
[04:11.050] | You'll get popped poppin' all that **** you pop |
[04:19.487] | That's right, mother****ers |
[04:20.010] | Shady records, what you know about it? |
[04:21.368] | **** Benzino! **** Ja Rule! |
[04:24.999] | *****, this Obie Trice right here talkin' to you mother****ers |
[04:30.877] | Ja Rule punk ass, yeah, ****in' Soul 4 Real ass |
[04:37.564] | *****, that's Soul 4 Real |
[04:38.687] | That the ***** from Soul 4 Real! |
[04:41.038] | Candy Rain-ass *****, he got a deal, now he rappin' |
[04:45.166] | You don't know what's, faggot-ass mother****ers |
[04:48.771] | Get money to all my real *****s, man |
[04:52.010] | Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade |
[05:06.246] | Daddy, is Ja Rule taller than me? |
[05:08.467] | No, honey, you guys are the same size |
[00:01.580] | Hailie, what do you want to be when you grow up, baby? |
[00:04.715] | I don' t know, but I don' t want to |
[00:06.674] | Grow up to be like Ja Rule' s little dirtyass kids |
[00:09.652] | Ha ha, yeah, c' mon |
[00:16.862] | GGGGGGG Unit |
[00:20.415] | Hailie, come here, baby! Bring Daddy his Oscar! |
[00:27.520] | We' re gonna shove it up Ja Rule' s ass |
[00:28.774] | I' m about to get rid of some hoes, it' s simple |
[00:30.785] | I' m quick to murder ink with lead |
[00:32.274] | And I ain' t talking ' bout a pencil |
[00:33.737] | Look at what the you done got into |
[00:35.618] | I see you found your niche, you just a with a menstrual |
[00:38.779] | Claiming you a murderer, and you spelled it wrong |
[00:40.999] | You put E before the D, ' cause that' s all you on |
[00:43.350] | You on Pac' s , you a replica guy |
[00:45.988] | If he was still alive, you would never get by |
[00:48.261] | All you do is cry, , keep it real |
[00:50.952] | Life is more than imitating s and eating pills |
[00:53.329] | And what kind of mother er ruins three deals |
[00:55.732] | That another got you? They didn' t see skills |
[00:58.292] | And I ain' t playin', you a brother getting cheated |
[01:00.748] | And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover, ' cause he need it |
[01:03.229] | And all you s hating, shut your mouths! |
[01:05.528] | It' s just that real s ain' t buying that y' all put out |
[01:08.088] | Doe, rae, me, but we don' t sing, mother ers |
[01:10.517] | So Murder Inc, do your thing, mother ers |
[01:12.999] | You unleashed on a team |
[01:14.514] | Who expects nothin' less than R B coming from that regime |
[01:17.936] | " Regime" is a little extreme |
[01:20.392] | Neck and neck with soldiers, mother in' Marines |
[01:22.873] | Ja sold his soul to sing |
[01:24.388] | Weave eyewitness team on the TV screen, chase the greed |
[01:28.150] | Now that you' ve embraced the green |
[01:30.005] | Don' t with the triple beams |
[01:31.520] | You' s a mother in' actor, slash Pac impersonating rapper |
[01:35.125] | Slash Billie Holiday how it happen? |
[01:37.476] | Artist and repertoire saw him in action |
[01:39.957] | Pac assassination, Def Jam grabbed him |
[01:42.387] | Told him, " Reenact him, you go platinum!" |
[01:44.738] | They seen it for sure, I know that Afeni Shakur |
[01:47.716] | Don' t enjoy Jeffrey Atkins reenacting her boy |
[01:50.354] | So I' m clickclackin' this toy, mash and destroy |
[01:53.097] | Shady slash Aftermath and Detroit, mother er! |
[01:56.937] | Doe rae me, fasolatida |
[01:59.314] | Don' t blame me ' cause you washed up, lost your spot |
[02:01.508] | Mamasaymamasamamacosa |
[02:03.938] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[02:06.367] | Don' t hate me, I' m too hot and you' re not |
[02:08.875] | Shooting at me, with the only shot you got |
[02:11.304] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[02:13.577] | You' ll get popped poppin' all that you pop |
[02:16.059] | Now, we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs |
[02:18.880] | To the grievance and the crying and the intimate hugs |
[02:21.126] | We don' t take you serious, , you shook |
[02:23.138] | You half of a halfway crook get off X , go sing a hook! |
[02:26.325] | , and you can' t replace the late great one |
[02:28.859] | And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one |
[02:31.157] | , please stick to the script |
[02:32.699] | Before the guns stick to the clip |
[02:33.979] | And Benzino, you ain' t but a ! |
[02:35.886] | in' oldass, ignorant, innocentlookin' senior citizen |
[02:38.890] | Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive |
[02:41.188] | Wait a minute, hold on: is it me, or do he look like a banana with braids and clothes on? |
[02:45.969] | A made man now, how you gonna connect |
[02:48.451] | With them short ass arms, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex |
[02:50.906] | You s can scream, holler and curse |
[02:52.526] | Go ahead and respond |
[02:53.780] | And pull that pen and pad up outta your purse |
[02:55.530] | Slim didn' t send Proof to get at the stas |
[02:58.194] | He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas |
[03:00.597] | What up, Gotti? And this little war you pushed on |
[03:03.079] | Put your ear to the ground for stepping on bush stones |
[03:05.561] | What' s wrong? Didn' t think we strong with real s? |
[03:08.042] | Roll like a boss, in the streets they still feel us |
[03:10.420] | It' s real business, y' all ain' t caught the concept |
[03:12.875] | You talking nonsense to walking bomb threats |
[03:15.409] | Contact was blown by Benzetta in The Source |
[03:17.708] | Threaten at the boss, you gon' see me on your porch |
[03:20.372] | Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us |
[03:22.331] | But Detroit s early and ain' t scurred to bust |
[03:24.865] | Word to my Bugz, punks like you get beat up |
[03:27.582] | Stomped unconscious and smacked with the heater |
[03:30.037] | This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils |
[03:32.388] | With s so much that he should be fixed with a vagina |
[03:34.948] | Who' s behind ya? Cadillac Pac or that transvestite? |
[03:38.606] | That dress like a Lil Kim fox |
[03:40.225] | You' re just like a little windbox |
[03:42.184] | Press tight on the trigger of this Glock |
[03:44.170] | Swallow that little you got left to help you eat |
[03:47.174] | You knock Pac' s songs without love to help you sleep |
[03:49.577] | You got shot in your video trying mock Pac |
[03:52.006] | You Mockaveli get your own identity! |
[03:54.436] | Doe rae me, fasolatida |
[03:56.317] | Don' t blame me ' cause you washed up, lost your spot |
[03:59.138] | Mamasaymamasamamacosa |
[04:01.437] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[04:03.788] | Don' t hate me, I' m too hot and you' re not |
[04:06.400] | Shooting at me, with the only shot you got |
[04:08.594] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[04:11.050] | You' ll get popped poppin' all that you pop |
[04:19.487] | That' s right, mother ers |
[04:20.010] | Shady records, what you know about it? |
[04:21.368] | Benzino! Ja Rule! |
[04:24.999] | , this Obie Trice right here talkin' to you mother ers |
[04:30.877] | Ja Rule punk ass, yeah, in' Soul 4 Real ass |
[04:37.564] | , that' s Soul 4 Real |
[04:38.687] | That the from Soul 4 Real! |
[04:41.038] | Candy Rainass , he got a deal, now he rappin' |
[04:45.166] | You don' t know what' s, faggotass mother ers |
[04:48.771] | Get money to all my real s, man |
[04:52.010] | Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade |
[05:06.246] | Daddy, is Ja Rule taller than me? |
[05:08.467] | No, honey, you guys are the same size |
[00:01.580] | Hailie, what do you want to be when you grow up, baby? |
[00:04.715] | I don' t know, but I don' t want to |
[00:06.674] | Grow up to be like Ja Rule' s little dirtyass kids |
[00:09.652] | Ha ha, yeah, c' mon |
[00:16.862] | GGGGGGG Unit |
[00:20.415] | Hailie, come here, baby! Bring Daddy his Oscar! |
[00:27.520] | We' re gonna shove it up Ja Rule' s ass |
[00:28.774] | I' m about to get rid of some hoes, it' s simple |
[00:30.785] | I' m quick to murder ink with lead |
[00:32.274] | And I ain' t talking ' bout a pencil |
[00:33.737] | Look at what the you done got into |
[00:35.618] | I see you found your niche, you just a with a menstrual |
[00:38.779] | Claiming you a murderer, and you spelled it wrong |
[00:40.999] | You put E before the D, ' cause that' s all you on |
[00:43.350] | You on Pac' s , you a replica guy |
[00:45.988] | If he was still alive, you would never get by |
[00:48.261] | All you do is cry, , keep it real |
[00:50.952] | Life is more than imitating s and eating pills |
[00:53.329] | And what kind of mother er ruins three deals |
[00:55.732] | That another got you? They didn' t see skills |
[00:58.292] | And I ain' t playin', you a brother getting cheated |
[01:00.748] | And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover, ' cause he need it |
[01:03.229] | And all you s hating, shut your mouths! |
[01:05.528] | It' s just that real s ain' t buying that y' all put out |
[01:08.088] | Doe, rae, me, but we don' t sing, mother ers |
[01:10.517] | So Murder Inc, do your thing, mother ers |
[01:12.999] | You unleashed on a team |
[01:14.514] | Who expects nothin' less than R B coming from that regime |
[01:17.936] | " Regime" is a little extreme |
[01:20.392] | Neck and neck with soldiers, mother in' Marines |
[01:22.873] | Ja sold his soul to sing |
[01:24.388] | Weave eyewitness team on the TV screen, chase the greed |
[01:28.150] | Now that you' ve embraced the green |
[01:30.005] | Don' t with the triple beams |
[01:31.520] | You' s a mother in' actor, slash Pac impersonating rapper |
[01:35.125] | Slash Billie Holiday how it happen? |
[01:37.476] | Artist and repertoire saw him in action |
[01:39.957] | Pac assassination, Def Jam grabbed him |
[01:42.387] | Told him, " Reenact him, you go platinum!" |
[01:44.738] | They seen it for sure, I know that Afeni Shakur |
[01:47.716] | Don' t enjoy Jeffrey Atkins reenacting her boy |
[01:50.354] | So I' m clickclackin' this toy, mash and destroy |
[01:53.097] | Shady slash Aftermath and Detroit, mother er! |
[01:56.937] | Doe rae me, fasolatida |
[01:59.314] | Don' t blame me ' cause you washed up, lost your spot |
[02:01.508] | Mamasaymamasamamacosa |
[02:03.938] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[02:06.367] | Don' t hate me, I' m too hot and you' re not |
[02:08.875] | Shooting at me, with the only shot you got |
[02:11.304] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[02:13.577] | You' ll get popped poppin' all that you pop |
[02:16.059] | Now, we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs |
[02:18.880] | To the grievance and the crying and the intimate hugs |
[02:21.126] | We don' t take you serious, , you shook |
[02:23.138] | You half of a halfway crook get off X , go sing a hook! |
[02:26.325] | , and you can' t replace the late great one |
[02:28.859] | And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one |
[02:31.157] | , please stick to the script |
[02:32.699] | Before the guns stick to the clip |
[02:33.979] | And Benzino, you ain' t but a ! |
[02:35.886] | in' oldass, ignorant, innocentlookin' senior citizen |
[02:38.890] | Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive |
[02:41.188] | Wait a minute, hold on: is it me, or do he look like a banana with braids and clothes on? |
[02:45.969] | A made man now, how you gonna connect |
[02:48.451] | With them short ass arms, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex |
[02:50.906] | You s can scream, holler and curse |
[02:52.526] | Go ahead and respond |
[02:53.780] | And pull that pen and pad up outta your purse |
[02:55.530] | Slim didn' t send Proof to get at the stas |
[02:58.194] | He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas |
[03:00.597] | What up, Gotti? And this little war you pushed on |
[03:03.079] | Put your ear to the ground for stepping on bush stones |
[03:05.561] | What' s wrong? Didn' t think we strong with real s? |
[03:08.042] | Roll like a boss, in the streets they still feel us |
[03:10.420] | It' s real business, y' all ain' t caught the concept |
[03:12.875] | You talking nonsense to walking bomb threats |
[03:15.409] | Contact was blown by Benzetta in The Source |
[03:17.708] | Threaten at the boss, you gon' see me on your porch |
[03:20.372] | Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us |
[03:22.331] | But Detroit s early and ain' t scurred to bust |
[03:24.865] | Word to my Bugz, punks like you get beat up |
[03:27.582] | Stomped unconscious and smacked with the heater |
[03:30.037] | This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils |
[03:32.388] | With s so much that he should be fixed with a vagina |
[03:34.948] | Who' s behind ya? Cadillac Pac or that transvestite? |
[03:38.606] | That dress like a Lil Kim fox |
[03:40.225] | You' re just like a little windbox |
[03:42.184] | Press tight on the trigger of this Glock |
[03:44.170] | Swallow that little you got left to help you eat |
[03:47.174] | You knock Pac' s songs without love to help you sleep |
[03:49.577] | You got shot in your video trying mock Pac |
[03:52.006] | You Mockaveli get your own identity! |
[03:54.436] | Doe rae me, fasolatida |
[03:56.317] | Don' t blame me ' cause you washed up, lost your spot |
[03:59.138] | Mamasaymamasamamacosa |
[04:01.437] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[04:03.788] | Don' t hate me, I' m too hot and you' re not |
[04:06.400] | Shooting at me, with the only shot you got |
[04:08.594] | Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you' re not 2Pac |
[04:11.050] | You' ll get popped poppin' all that you pop |
[04:19.487] | That' s right, mother ers |
[04:20.010] | Shady records, what you know about it? |
[04:21.368] | Benzino! Ja Rule! |
[04:24.999] | , this Obie Trice right here talkin' to you mother ers |
[04:30.877] | Ja Rule punk ass, yeah, in' Soul 4 Real ass |
[04:37.564] | , that' s Soul 4 Real |
[04:38.687] | That the from Soul 4 Real! |
[04:41.038] | Candy Rainass , he got a deal, now he rappin' |
[04:45.166] | You don' t know what' s, faggotass mother ers |
[04:48.771] | Get money to all my real s, man |
[04:52.010] | Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade |
[05:06.246] | Daddy, is Ja Rule taller than me? |
[05:08.467] | No, honey, you guys are the same size |