Love, love.. Love, love, love.. Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more, no more.. (Young Money, yeah)
[Verse One: Lil Wayne] Throw dirt on me, and grow a wildflower But it's f**k the world, get a child out her Yeah my life a b**ch, but you know nuthin' 'bout her Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I'm rollin' sweets, I'm smokin' sour Married to the game, but she broke her vows That's why my bars, are full of broken bottles And my nightstands, are full of open bibles
Uh, I think about more than I forget But I don't go around fire expectin' not to sweat And these n**gaz know I'll lay 'em down, make your bed B**ches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg
Money outweighin' problems on a triple-beam I'm stickin' to the script, you n**gaz skippin' scenes Uh, be good or be good at it F**kin' right I got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put the d**k in their mouth, so I guess it's f**k what they say I'm high as a b**ch up, up and away man, I'll 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 a safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy muthaf**ka, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode All about my do' but I don't even check the peephole So you could keep knockin', but won't knock me down No love lost, no love found
[Chorus] It's a little too late, to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down, but what you say just (Don't hurt me)
That's right, it (Don't hurt me) I don't need ya (No more) Don't wanna see ya (No more) B**ch you get no (Love)
You showed me nuthin' but hate, you ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around, and I don't need ya (Don't hurt me)
That's right (Don't hurt me) And I don't need you (No more) Don't wanna see ya (No more) B**ch you get no (Love)
No love, no love, no love (B**ch you get) No love, no love, no love And I don't need ya (No more)
[Verse Two: 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 sh**'s finna to get thick again They say the competition is stiff, but I get a hard d**k from this sh** now stick it in
I ain't never givin' in again, caution to the wind complete freedom Look at these rappers how I treat 'em, so why the f**k would I join 'em when I beat 'em? They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these p**sies 'fore I eat 'em Man get these wack c**ksuckers off stage, where the f**k is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from 'em, b**ch I'ma let you finish in a minute, yeah that rap was tight but I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time so ya might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna 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 the stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush you feel the bass thump in the place all the way to the parkin' 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 not even at my harshest, you can still get roasted cause Marsh is not mellow