[Eminem:]
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see

And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough

Cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree

There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin with me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen

And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies

When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony

Come on, (*##$, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful

I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!

[Chorus:]

Now go to sleep (*##$!
Die, mother$#&@er, die! Ugh, time's up, (*##$, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, (*##$! (what?)

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep (*##$! (what?)
Die mother$#&@er die, bye, bye, mother$#&@er, bye, bye!

Go to sleep (*##$! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die mother$#&@er, ah, ah, ah...
... Go to sleep (*##$!


[Obie Trice:]
We got you ^!$$%z, nervous

On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third


You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when

You $#&@ with a label overseeing the Earth
Shady mutha$#&@a, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse

So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
@@#! and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse

And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk

Use not your chest ^!$$%, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, ^!$$%, that's the debt


[Chorus]


[DMX:]
Hey dog, I'm a walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'm a stay blazin New York with the heat

Stalk on the beat, walk with my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going

%#@! don't seep, then sleep not knowin
But I'm a keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight

He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite
Tried to show him the dog %#@!, it's dog for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight

Cause it's all good, it's all right
^!$$%s tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac

Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them ^!$$%s like that?

[Chorus]


[Eminem:]
All you mother$#&@ers, take that!
Here, take this too, (*##$! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo
We're killing all you mother$#&@ers dead, all of you
Fake $$# gangsters! No more press! No more press!

Rot, mother$#&@ers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, (*##$, in the mother$#&@ing dirt!
Die nameless, (*##$, die nameless! No more fame!
Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha