[RBX]
Remember me? ("Step
in, execution")
Remember me? ("I
have no remorse")
Remember me? ("I'm
'High Powered'")
Remember me? ("I
drop bombs like Hiroshima")
For this one it's
the X, you retarded?
Cause I grab the
mic and get DOWN, like Syndrome
Hide and roam
into the masses, without boundaries
which qualifies
me for the term "universal"
Without no rehearsal,
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not,
the one you wanna contest, see
cause I'll hit
yo' ass like the train did that bitch
that got "Banned
From TV" -- heavyweight hitter
Hit you watch
your whole head split up
Loco-is-the-motion,
we comin through
Hollow tips is
the lead, the .45 threw
[Sticky Fingaz]
Remember me? ("Throw
ya gunz in the air!")
Remember me? ("Slam!
Slam!")
Remember me? ("Nigga
'Bacdafucup'")
Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!")
Niggaz that take
no for an answer, get told no
Yeah I been told
no but it was more like, "No, no, no!!!"
Life a bitch that'll
fuck you if you let her
Better come better
than better to be a competitor
this vet is ahead
of,
The shit is all
redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead-a
the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta
one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence?
NOPE! Never leave a shred-of
I got the soul
of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped
by the industry and made me
I'm the illest
nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy
than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga?
PBBT! You better dead that shit
My name should
be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit"
Probably sayin,
"He ain't a killer", but I'm killin myself
Smoke death, fuck
bitches raw, on the kitchen floor
So think what
I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggaz in
my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna
do, cocksuckers? We glock busters
'Til the cops
cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters
'Round the clock
hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin wires
niggaz wantin me dead, wantin my head
You think it could
be somethin I said? {*echoes*}
[Eminem]
Remember me? ("I
just don't give a fuck!")
Remember me? ("Yeah,
fuck you too!")
Remember me? ("I'm
low down and I'm shifty!")
Remember me? ("I'm
Shady!")
When I go out,
I'ma go out shootin
I don't mean when
I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin to clear
up my fuckin' image,
so I promised
the fuckin critics
I wouldn't say
"fuckin" for six minutes
(*click* Six minutes,
Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom,
bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a
song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong,
I keep thinkin these crazy thoughts
in my cranium,
but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
("Is she really
on as much dope as you say she's on?")
Came home, and
somebody musta broke in the back window
and stole two
loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
Sick sick dreams
of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen
with M-16's and
ten clips each
And them shits
reach through six kids each
And Slim gets
blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?
FUCK THAT!
PBBT! Tou faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
and re-appear
in hell with a can of gas, AND a match
Aftermath, Dre,
grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck
you starin at, nigga?)
Don't you remember
me?!
Remember me?!!
Remember me??!
REMEMBER ME!!!!
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