[Intro]

Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me

Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me

Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me

Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me

Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me

Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me, Suge shot me

[Refrain: Eminem]

Hopin' my thug motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

'Gainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blow

To the truest shit I ever spoke

'Gainst all odds, hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

'Gainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blow

To the truest shit I ever spoke (Come on) (21 guns)

[Verse 1: Eminem & Hailie Jade]

I'm holdin' Irv responsible, the Cookie Monster of Rap

Won't give Hailie back her Oscar, they lost it up Ja Rule's ass

We forgot an Oscar's a statue of a naked man

He told her if she goes to take it back that he'll break her hand (Grrrrr)

But that's okay, baby, let's leave this faggot alone

Let him have it, next your daddy'll bring you home two more

And remember that pretty little dress that you wore

To his show to match his when we saw him perform? (Yeah?)

Well, we gon' send that to his son (You mean his son is a girl?)

No, but he likes to dress like one (Haha)

And I think he's got a daughter too

But we ain't gotta talk about his dirty-ass little kids like he did to you

'Cause we don't need to stoop to Ja Rule's level

'Cause if we do, then that would (Yo) mean that we'd only be one-foot-two

Then we'd be as tall as the statue we shoved up his ass

And then who knows? He might have room to fit us up there too

Aight, big ears, it's time for you to go upstairs, boo

Give daddy kisses (*Kiss*), Kim, you fuckin' slut, where are you?

Come put Hailie to bed, I'll be finished with this shit in a minute

Just in time for you to make the last call at fuckin' Skinnies

Hailie's gone, what's up now, punk? Since you brought her up

Let's talk about her, chump, you already called her a slut

Bitch, don't you ever question how we bring our daughter up

You don't even raise your kids, your waddlin' Donald Duck

Fat-ass bitch of a wife who lives at McDonald's does

You stay in LA tryna parlay with all the plugs

Beggin' Suge to get him to follow you to all the clubs

But you're too dumb to see that your publishing's all he wants

Thinkin' you friends 'til he gets it and you're the next rapper

Sittin' on the passenger side of that Benz that gets hit again

And LAPD'll be sayin', "Who did this shit again?"

Knowin' who did it, but still nobody admits it

But if I get killed for this shit, I know who did it

Y'all ain't gotta go to limits to solve it, just expect a visit

From forty to fifty vatos on your steps, ready, set to let the shots go

Pac, tell 'em who shot ya (Suge shot me, Suge shot me)

[Bridge: Eminem]

I'm holdin' Suge responsible for the deaths of the two greatest rappers to ever grace the face of this planet (Suge shot me, Suge shot me)

If only the late great Mr. Christopher Wallace could talk, he could tell you himself (Suge shot me, Suge shot me)

I'm holdin' Suge responsible for the death of Ja Rule or anyone else down with Tha Row (Suge shot me, Suge shot me)

In the immortal words of Pac, speakin' for me and any other rapper next to get shot (Suge shot me, Suge shot me)

[Chorus: Eminem]

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me (And it probably will)

[Verse 2: Eminem]

I don't know why the fuck you even gotta get me started

I swear to God, you gotta be retarded

You're regarded the hardest workin' artist since Pac? Stop, no, you're not, oh my God

Knock it off, Ja, get off his jock

You spoke on the Doctor, that's vodka

That ain't Ja talkin', Dre, give me the word, I'll sock him

The fuck is the problem? Let's get to the root

Irv's brother ain't the only one shootin' himself in the foot

To say that they jumped out of a window and hit the pavement

Off the Empire State Building would be an understatement

It'd be an understatement to say that they made a fatal fuckin' mistake

For fuck's sake, what did you just take?

Let me get some of whatever you're on to be where you at

'Cause you gotta be a fuckin' moron to even do that

Roll it up, smoke it, and throw on a freakin' durag

Ja, you got "Outlaw" on your forearm, let's see the new tat

You gotta be seein' somethin' we don't see

Let us know if you know something we don't, please

'Cause I just don't see the vision, you ain't even our division

You might even fuckin' die, and it ain't even our decision

You made a deal with the devil who's givin' you his permission

To imitate a legend we all love so much, we miss him

And now this shit's just gettin' disgusting 'cause it's sickening

'Cause we see it, but no one says a fuckin' thing

We just pretend that it doesn't exist, but it does

And it's been itching and just eatin' at me so fuckin' much, and it's just gettin'

To the point you might as well go to Suge, assume position

Drop to your fuckin' knees and just suck his fuckin' dick and get it over with

Your reign is over with, and you know this shit

You just don't want no one to notice it, that Jodeci shit ain't even entertaining, you're crying, your voice is straining like you're dying

But look in the sky, it ain't even raining, come outta the rain

[Refrain: Eminem]

Hopin' my thug motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

'Gainst all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow

To the truest shit I ever spoke

'Gainst all odds, hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

'Gainst all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow

To the truest shit I ever spoke

'Gainst all odds

[Chorus: Eminem]

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me

This game is gonna be the death of me but I'm gonna expose the truth even if it kills me (And it probably will)

[Outro: Hailie Jade]

Stupid, I'm gonna make you shut up once I get out there too

Smack you across the face