[Intro: Eminem]

Woo!!! Yeah!!! Remix!!! (50 Cent: Ha Ha!!!)

Lloyd Banks!!! (Lloyd Banks: Uh Huh!!!) Ha Ha!!!

[Verse 1: Eminem]

It's like a throne that he don't even own

He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around

It’s like a joke, he’s like a king, but he don’t rule a thing

He don't want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry

He don't want the ring, don't want the loot, he's in it for the sport

Running circles 'round his competition on the court

He appreciates your support, but he ain't beggin' for it

And you can love it, you can hate it, but you can't ignore it

You can't be that ig-nor-ant, though you can try to sell him short

But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it

And he was born to raise hell like them country boys

And if I'm frontin', man, you better come confront me for it

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

This is the story of a warrior, I know you know it

True warriors go ahead and make some noise

It ain't healthy to be making niggas paranoid

Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys

I'm doing a hundred tween in the fast lane

Kick back just relax let me do my thing

Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain

Money, power, and respect in this rap game

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

He's straight outta a neighborhood where niggas hate

To see you blow and eat your dinner off a bigger plate

Their stomachs ache while he's lounging in the big estate

And he hops in a hundred thousand where the nigga stay

Houses with a bigger gate, hounding him's a big mistake

He won't surrender he'll rather give up a rib to break

Cause he remembers when they wouldn't lend a helping hand

Till he was sitting on green like a Celtic fan

Created a buzz to where you gotta mention his name

When you discussing the illest players that's in the game

And he's riding with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and 'em

G-Unit Records ain't a motherfucker stopping them

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

This is the story of a warrior, I know you know it

True warriors go ahead and make some noise

It ain't healthy to be making niggas paranoid

Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys

I'm doing a hundred tween in the fast lane

Kick back just relax let me do my thing

Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain

Money, power, and respect in this rap game

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]

He's no magician man the kid does something out of nothing

So that niggas from his hood act like he owes him something

They talk crazy till they send niggas to where to buck him

Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say "nah, it's nothing"

He was gonna help 'em out but since they fronted fuck 'em

He don't care how they feel they can hate him or love him

He held his own on his own the kid is really thugging

He's rich now, he ain't changed so niggas think he bugging

He bulletproof everything cause niggas try and buck him

Keeps two pistols on his hip I'll show you where he tuck 'em

Niggas say they gon' get at him but they can't touch him

Try to catch him slipping they creep in and he start bussing

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

This is the story of a warrior, I know you know it

True warriors go ahead and make some noise

It ain't healthy to be making niggas paranoid

Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys

I'm doing a hundred tween in the fast lane

Kick back just relax let me do my thing

Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain

Money, power, and respect in this rap game

[Outro: Nate Dogg]

I can give you niggas something you can talk about

I can turn your smile upside down

You ain't no G you a fucking clown

I can take your girl and tu-turn her out

Don't hold it in let it all out

I can give you fuckers something to be mad about

Invite her in send her back out

With my DNA all in her mouth