EminemI ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleepAin't gonna breath till I see what I wanna seeAnd what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirtPermanently you just being hurtThis ain't gonna work for me, it just wouldn't besufficient enough 'cause we are just gonna be enemiesAs long as we breathe I don't ever see either of uscoming to terms where we can agreeThere ain't gonna be no reason in speaking with meYou speak on my si then me no speaka inglesSo we gonna beef and keep on beefin' unlessyou're gonna agree to meet with me in the fleshand settle this face to face and you're gonna seea demon unleashed in me that you've never seenand you're gonna see this gangsta pee on himselfI see you D-12 and thanks but me need no helpme do this one all by my lonelyI don't need fifteen of my homiesWhen I see you I'm seein' you, me and you onlyWe never met but best believe you gon' know meWhen I'm this close to see you exposed as phonyCome on bitch show mepick me up, throw melift me up, hold mejust like ya told meYou was gonna dothat's what I thought you're pitifulI'm rid of you, all youJa you'll get it too
CHORUSNow go to sleep bitch!Die motherfucker die!Uh, time's up bitch close your eyes!And go to sleep bitch! (What!)Why are you still alive?!How many times I gotta say close your eyes?!And go to sleep bitch! (What!)Die motherfucker die!Bye bye, motherfucker, bye bye!Go to sleep bitch! (What!)Why are you still alive, why?!Die motherfucker, HA HA HA!!Go to sleep bitch!
[Obie Trice]We got you niggas... nervous on purposeto hurt your focus, you's not emcees you's worthlessYou's not them G's, you's a circusYou's no appeal, please use curtainsYou use words cool hurried slurred in two thousand thirdYou's purpin' you's no threat, whose ya servin'When lyrically ought to bury you beneath the dirtWhen you fuck wit' a label over seein' the earthShady motherfucker O. Trice's birthand as I mold I become more cursedSo we can put down the verse take it to the turfCock and squeeze and he who reach the hearseis he who dipects fiction in his verseAnd as I breath and you be deceasedThe world believe you deceive just to speakYou's not the streets, you's the deskYou's not your chest nigga, use a vestBefore two shoes you restYou chose deathSix feet deep nigga that's the depth
[DMX]Big Dog, I'ma walk like a fish (yeah)Talk like the streets (yeah)I'ma stay place in New York with the heat (yeah)Stalk on the beat (yeah)Walk wit' my feet (uh)Understand my pain the rain ain't sleet (What!)Peep how I'm movin' (uh huh)Peep where I'm goin' (uh huh)Shit don't steep and sleep not knowin' (whoo)But I'ma keep growin' gettin' larger than lifeEasy goin' but the same one that started the fightHe be knowin' how dawg get when dawg 'gon bite (uh)Got to show him the dawg shit the dawg fo' life (uh)Grand champ in my bloodline is tight (What!)'Cause it's all good (yeah) and it's all right (come on)Niggas try to holla but couldn't holla BACKNow they gotta swallow everything in the SACBlood line and we can go track for trackDamn dawg why you had to do them niggas like that
[Eminem]All of you motherfuckers, take that (uh)Here take this too bitch, (Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ahhhhha)We're killin' all you motherfuckers dead, all of youFake ass gangstasNo more press, no more pressRot motherfuckers rot! (Uh huh)Decay, in the dirt bitch, in the motherfuckin' dirtDie nameless bitch!Die nameless, no more fame (ahhhhhhhhhhh)Ha ha haYo X, come on man (whoooo)Obie, let's goHaha