[Lil Wayne:] Throw dirt on me And grow a wildflower But it's 'fuck the world', Get a child out her, Yeah my life a bitch But you know nothing 'bout her, Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers. I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour, Married to the game But she broke her vows, Are full of broken bottles And my night stands Are full of open Bibles, I think about more than I forget But I don't go around fire Expecting not to sweat, And these niggas know I lay them down, make their bed, Bitches try to kick me While I'm down, I'll break your leg. Money outweighing problems On the triple beam, I'm sticking to the script, You niggas skipping scenes, Be good or be good at it, Fucking right I've got my gun Semi-Cartermatic, Yeah put a dick in their mouth So I guess it's 'fuck what they say!' I'm high as a bitch: Up, up and away, Man I come down in a couple of days, OK you want me up in the cage Then I'll come out in beast mode, I got this world stuck in the safe, Combination is the G-code, It's Weezy motherfucker, Blood Gang and I'm in bleed mode, All about my dough But I don't even check the peephole, So you can keep knocking But won't knock me down, No love lost, no love found.
[Hook - Eminem and Lil Wayne:] It's a little too late To say that you're sorry now, You kicked me when I was down, Fuck what you say, just (Don't hurt me, Don't hurt me no more) That's right bitch and I Don't need you, don't want to see you, Bitch you get (no love), You show me nothing but hate, You ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around, I don't need you (Don't hurt me, Don't hurt me no more) That's right and I don't need you, Don't want to see you, You get (no love), Bitch you get (no love) And I don't need you...
[Lil Wayne:] Get 'em...
[Eminem:] I'm alive again, More alive than I have been In my whole entire life, I can see these people's ears Perk up as I begin To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most, Shit's finna get thick again, They say the competition is stiff But I get a hard dick from this shit Now stick it in, I ain't never giving in again, Caution to the wind, Complete freedom, Look at these rappers, How I treat them, So why the fuck would I join them When I beat them? They call me a freak cause I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them, Man get these whack cocksuckers Off stage, Where the fuck is Kanye When you need him? Snatch the mic from 'em, bitch 'I'mma let you finish in a minute' Yeah the rap is tight But I'm bout to spit The greatest verse of all time, So you might want to go back To the lab tonight and um Scribble out them rhymes You were going to spit And start over from scratch And write new ones But I'm afraid that it Ain't gonna make no difference When I rip this stage And tear it in half tonight, It's an adrenaline rush To feel the bass thump In the place all the way To the parking lot fellow Set fire to the mic And ignite the crowd, You can see the sparks from hot metal, Cold-hearted from the day I bogarted the game, My soul started to rot fellow When I'm not even in my harshest, You can still get roasted Because Marsh is not mellow, Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop, I'm standing on my Monopoly board That means I'm on top of my game And it don't stop Til my hip don't hop anymore, When you so good That you can't say it Because it ain't even cool for you To sound cocky anymore, People just get sick Cause you spit, These foo