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[Intro: Claret Jai]
The poor stays poor
The rich get richer
It's just so disproportionate...
(Get outta here!)
[Hook: Claret Jai]
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate,
That's why I don't give a shit
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
it's just so disproportionate
You don't know just what I go through,
That's why I would rather show you
Just how far that I can take it
Every rule I'm breaking it
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Tear-able but not rip-able invincible I hung invisible
Fuckin' mistletoe all over the world I stuck my ass up under it
Now pucker up them lips and kiss it hoe
Here we go, Bad and Evil so we know how this'll go
The competition's miserable we stomp them bitches this is no
Joke, goin' overboard like someone threw us off the boat
Choke, cough from all the smoke
I'm tryin' to stay on fire so you know I hate fuckin‘ water sprinklers I don't love the hose
Someone let the cat out the bag now it's time to stuff its face
Back in that bitch smother that little motherfucker ‘til it suffocates
You had long enough of a wait, why are they
tryin' to be so secretive Bad and Evil is reunited, hey
Came back to annihilate the games in dire straights as I await
World on Satan as I drop fall to my knees before this Ouija board and I pray
Now I lay me down to sleep, I do this shit in my sleep, I'm sleepin' now, imagine if I awake
I champ bitch, I'll never taste the canvas
Could never be no damn wuss or pussy, never mushy, so you can't squish
Nowhere near a tush, in fact if I jump out a bush in a sneak attack's the only way I'll say I am-Bush
Outlandish, these words are weapons that are brandish, standoffish
To hoes keep your hands off this
Can't top it, so what the fuck would I sugar coat it for?
Law? Fuck protocol
I’d holler at this hoe, but now my throat is sore
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
Baby I'm lawless, you couldn't burn me if you threw acid on me
I’m atchu you homie, I'm at your home ready to spray you while you nappin homie
Have everything on and around your mattress looking like the word in front of a matrimony
You high, thug yeah go ahead jump no matter how high you get you gonna come up short like Spud Webb
My DUI's get waived lke saying bye, still ridin' with no L's like James Todd
Can't change I
Thank God for my safe thinking, last time I was safe thinking, me and my niggas was doing a bank job
I stay violent, y'all go the peace route
You got a mouth like Kanye, I knock your whole bottom row of teeth out
No disrespect to Mr. West, shit I'm just nice with mine
And this just rap, I'm just like Ricky Hatton, I just like the line
These weak rappers want to set us up, they never tough
They ask me for a hook, I tell them left to right, head or gut?
What y'all messin' with is
a nigga that'll leave you F.U.B.A.R.: fucked up beyond all recognition
Y'all are rock stars, I'm the opposite I could just
Throw a rock and hit a star for the fuck of it
Partner you not hard, I body your hot bars
Beef is left you pray, right like 'Allahu Akbar'
Let's go, when I leave ya'll shot you ain't going to be on your Metro
In a bad area, that call dropped
[Hook]
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