No more to say

(Trick-Trick)

You know the days of talking is over

And there ain't too much more we can say

To try to get these different individuals,

or muthafukkas as I like to call 'em

To just, Shut the Fukk up

Let's go:

(Verse: Trick-Trick)

You witnessed the ass whooping, bones got broke

When the 50 calib blast, wouldn't last

Through the smoke as you choke

Pay attention bear witness to this muthafukkin twitch that you excite

Cuz none of the bullets hit you they missed you,

But we ain't trippin wasn't after you,

Don't you piss, it's like a bitch them ni66az laughed at you

Now you agitated a little bit, acting just like a little bitch

I figured that you would surface I knew you happen to managed to pop shit

Saying Trick that, Trick this

When the balls that you have and if when I pop them

Should of died wit 'em, body and soul coulda burn

I'mma keep killing these bitches until everybody learn

Fukk time and it's time that these fukkers to start dyin'

I ain't sayin this to say in this rhyme and I ain't lyin

Man enough to say it and mean it, ni66az can be gone

I'mma do another verse but there aint much more I can speak on

(Chorus: Eminem)

There's nothing more these words can say

This hard headed muthafukka just won't let it lay

So say a prayer for this playa cuz he's going to his grave

So stand clear bitches betta get the fukk out my way.

(Verse: Proof)

Let me show you how I started as a starvin artist

This is Proof wit the truth regardless of all this

As my CEO and best friend of the essence

I won' why nobody in Detroit won't test him

Lesson learned, flesh get burned

Tex in turn, a scar hotter than the press and burn

Everlast the beef is over, you can sleep this over

Clique Benz took the streets wit soldiers

Including me I move and creep wit oozie fleas that choose to lead

I'll put your dudes to sleep

Who is he (Trick) Trick no treat

That street life AK that still'll lift your feet

The rest of these ni66az is comical

I'mma go abhominal, split like a domino

Rhyming pro, sharp witout a diamond, Go

Geronimo to any man wit pause

Murder you bitches, still screaming FUKK THE LAW!

(Chorus: Eminem)

There's nothing more these words can say

This hard headed muthafukka just won't let it lay

So say a prayer for this playa cuz he's going to his grave

So stand clear bitches betta get the fukk out my way.

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