Eminem We All Die One Day Lyrics

Eminem:
S-S-Shady Records, you better believe the HYPE is real...

'Yeah! Yeah! Shots to Soul a__asins! DJ MUGZ... Alchemist...

Chorus:
n____s know what i'm about out here
I don't toot my own horn cuz i don't have to
You can run your own mouth, i don't care
If you get too close i'm gon' clap you
it's too real out here, to be scared
A real n____ gon' do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear
it aint considered a crim unless they catch you
We all die 1 day...

Obie Trice:
n____s, when i step up in the bar, f__gots's wanna look
Like you m____fuckas got Obie Trice shook
Like i'ma stand here as a man
and let some queer-a__ funny lookin n____ get the upper hand
I got issues... got no time
Got guns than more n____s moms
Shoot up clubs and destroy n____s rides
Everybody runnin' for they m____fuckin lives
Tough Club n____s? we leave early
c___ back shirley, open up ya fade
your gray brain needs motor city paid
Your nervous system still twitch on days; these
ho's and animals ?'s get merked
don't ever let a n____ tell you slugs don't hurt
don't ever let a n____ tell you 'play the ball hard'
Trust in God cuz you's about to have a bullet scar
I give a f___ where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by the nuts
a .45 that'll lite n____s up
and this .45 high make me not give a f___

Chorus:

Lloyd Banks:
But as long as i'm here i'm gon' grab checks
And make my cash stretch longer than giraffe necks
Poverty'll make ya a__ bet
My words touch n____s in jail, make them wanna finish they last bet
They say you live by the gun, you die by the next n____ gun
if thats the case, then get a bigger one
You dont think i pack the 'b__p' cuz i'm out the hood
that's a stereotype, like everybody that's black can jump
i'm in a white mink, the fabric is done
got rings like Mike, Bird, Magic and them
I'm out in dallas in a palace where the Mavericks is from
Living lavish i'm established 'til the cabbage'll come
I'm in the clouds, you don't see me on a train
I travel first class, you aint ever got a TV on your plane
ssh, be easy on my name
cuz i aint goin bank n forth
your boss and ya captains's soft

Chorus:

Eminem:
We gon' bring it to anybody who want it
you want it? you gon' get it
Man when we gon' hit 'em
chew 'em up and spit 'em out
<spit> too much venom
and if you roll wit em
we gon' f___ you up wit 'em
i got too much momentum
movin in my direction to lose
my shoes'll explode as soon as you go to step in 'em *BOOM!*
You know how we do it when we do how we do it
and we come through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all move
like a__asins, ski masks and gloves
consider this as a warning, disaster comes
faster than you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, f___ your little b____ as up
We are not killas, my vato will have you shot though
drag the little body on f___ like kim osario's
little sorry-o a__, go ask B-Real
We burn Source coovers like f___in Cyrpress Hill
then in the Ninties when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, i don't smoke, but i toke
enough second hand to make my f___in P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. you're f___in wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a loc?
i'm a psyhco, mariah aint got s___ on me
when i retire i'll be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ceedrow Ranch huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her
legs
you ever had your cap peeled back? or your s___ pushed in?
I'll put my blade in you like a f___in pin cushin
slice your ear clear off, Schmirnoff and Hen dawg (hennessy)
I'll show you how to f___in kill a man like Sin-dog
Nobody told you that i'm loco esse?
I lack every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for dees nuts
and you can get each one for free so feast up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E party
for easter, please come

50 Cent:
We gon' bring it to anybody who want it
you want it? you gon' get it
your name up over him, chew him up
and spit him out <spit noise>
too much venom
and if you roll wit' him we gon' f___ you up wit' him
you can do all them push ups to pump up ya chest
i got a 12 gauge Marksberg to pump up ya chest
have you gaspin for air after that shell hit ya vest
fear me like you fear God cuz i bring death
silver back gorilla in the concrete jungle
i'm the strongest around, you know how i get down
i watch gangsta flicks and root for the bad guy
turn it off before it ends because the bad guy dies
if you tryin' to buy guns from the n____ that look to
so what they got bodies on 'em they still look new
you can raise your voice like you finna touch somethin'
when i raise my knife, s___ i'm finna cut somethin
they say i walk like Ron O'neil and talk like obie (obie trice)
if the b____ think i love her, well then the b____ don't know me
haha, sorry KIM (eminem's ex wife)