Go To Eminem [Eminem] I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna Ain't gonna breathe, til see, what I wanna see And what I wanna see, is go to sleep, in the dirt Permanently, just being hurt, this ain't gonna work For me, it just wouldn't be, enough Cuz we, are just gonna enemies As long as we breathe, don't ever see, either of us Coming to terms, where we agree There ain't gonna be, no speakin wit me speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais So we gonna beef, keep on beefin, unless gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh And settle this face to face, and you're see A demon unleashed in that you've never seen And gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself I see you D-12, and thanks, but need no help Me this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies When I see you, I'm seeing me and you only We never met, but believe you gon' know me When I'm this close, to see you exposed phony Come on, bitch, show pick me up, throw me Lift me up, hold me, just like told me You was gonna that's what I thought, you're pitiful rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too! [Chorus] Now go to sleep motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? How times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? And to sleep bitch! (what?) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye! Go to sleep (what?) Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah... to sleep bitch! [Obie Trice] We got niggaz, nervous On purpose, to hurt your you'se not MC's, you'se worthless You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se appeal, please You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred two thousand third You'se purpin, you'se no threat, ya servin? We lyrically oughta bury you beneath dirt when You fuck with a overseein the Earth Shady muthafucka, O. birth And I mold, I become a curse So can put down the verse, take it to the turf Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he Depicts fiction in verse as I breathe, and you be deceased The believe you deceived just to speak You'se not the you'se the desk Use not your chest nigga, a vest Before two's choose ya rest, chose death Six deep, nigga, that's the depth [Chorus] [DMX] Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, like the streets I'ma stay blazin New York the heat on the beat, walk wit my feet Understand pain, the rain ain't sweet Peep I'm moving, peep where I'm going Shit don't then sleep not knowin I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life Easy-going with the same one that the fight He be knowing how dog get, when dog bite Tried to show him dog shit, it's dog for life Grand champ, and my Blood is tight it's all good, it's all right Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla Now they gots to everything in the sac Blood and, we can go track for track Damn dog, why'd you have to do them like that? [Chorus] [Eminem] All you motherfuckers! that! Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo! killin all you motherfuckers dead, all you! Fake ass No more press! No more press! Rot, motherfuckers, Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt! Die nameless, bitch, nameless! No more fame! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha Yo X, on man, Obie, let's go, haha