Hailie's Revenge Lyrics - 2pac

[2Pac] 

Get on yo knees nigga, get on yo knees and pray 

[radio tuning in] 

[Ja Rule] 

Em, you claim ya mother's a crackhead and kim is a known slut so what's Hailie gon' be when she grows up? 

[Em & Hailie] 

[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon! 

G-g-g-g G-Unit! Hailie 

[H] What? 

[E] Come here baby, bring daddy his Oscar 

[H] Okay 

[E] We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass! 

[H - laughs] 

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[Vesre 1] 

[Swift] 

I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's simple 

I'm quick to murder ink with lead and i aint talkin' bout a pencil 

Lookit what the fuck you done got into 

I see you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol 

Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong 

You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause that's all you on 

You on Pac's dick, you a replica guy 

If Pac was still alive you would never get by 

All you do is cry, bitch keep it real 

Life is more than imitating niggaz and eatin' pills 

And kind of muthafucka ruins three deals 

That another nigga got you, they didn't see skills 

And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin' cheated 

And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover 'cause he need it 

And all you niggaz hatin', shut you mouths 

It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out 

[Obie Trice] 

Do-ra-mi, but we don't sing muhfuckas 

So Murder Inc. do ya thing muhfuckas 

You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin' less 

Than R&B comin' from that regime 

Regime its a little extreme 

Neck and necks with soldiers, muhfuckin' Marines 

Ja sold his soul to sing 

Weave eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the greed 

Now that you've embraced the green 

Don't fuck with them triple beams 

You's a muthafuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper 

Slash Billie Holliday how it happen? 

Artist for Repetuar saw him in action 

Pac assassination Def Jam grabbed him 

Told him reinact him, you go platinum 

They seen it for sure, I know that Afina Shakur 

Don't enjoy Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy 

So I'm click-clackin' this toy 

Mash and destroy, Shady slash 

Aftermath and Detroit muthafuckas 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

[Eminem] 

Do-ra-me, fa-so-la-ti-da 

Don't blame me 'cause you lost your boss's spot 

Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa 

Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac 

Don't make me, too hot and you're not 

Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got 

Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac 

You'll get popped poppin' all that shit you pop 

[Verse 2] 

[Kuniva] 

Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs 

To the greivance and the cryin' and the intimate hugs 

We don't take you serious nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go sing a hook nigga 

And you can't replace the late great one 

And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one 

Nigga please, stick to the script 

before the guns stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch 

Fuckin' old ass ignorant innocent lookin' senior citizen 

Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive 

Wait a minute, hold on 

Is it me or do he look like a banana with braids and clothes on? 

A bitch made man, now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus rex? 

You niggaz can scream, holler and curse 

Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse 

[Proof] 

Slim did it simple to get at the wankstas 

He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas 

What up Gotti and this little war you pushed on 

Put your ear to the ground for stucky and bush stones 

What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggaz? 

Roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us 

It's real business you ain't caught the concept 

You talkin' nonsense to walk and find press 

Contact was blown by Munsetta in The Source 

Threaten at the boss you gon' see me on ya porch 

Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us 

But Detroit niggaz servin and ain't scurred to bust 

[Kon Artis] 

Word to my nigga Bugs, punks like you get beat up 

Stomped unconcious and smacked with the heater 

This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with dicks so much that he should be fixed with a vagina 

Who's behind ya? Cadillic Pac or that transvestite who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a little windbox 

press tight on the trigger of this glock 

Swallow that little shit you got left to help you eat 

You knock Pac's songs without love to help you sleep 

You got shot in your video tryin mock Pac 

You 'Mockaveli', get your own identity 

[Chorus] 

[Eminem overdubs chorus] 

Yeah! 

Don't you never say my little girl's name in a song again! 

Fuckin' punk pussy little bitch! 

I'll fuck you up boy! 

Never! Never in your muthafuckin life! 

I'll choke the shit outchu little muthafuckin bitch! 

Hailie can whip your muthafuckin ass! 

[Obie Trice speaking] 

That's right muthafuckas 

Shay records, whatchu know about it? 

Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule 

Nigga, this Obie Triceright here talkin to you muthafuckas 

Ja Rule punk ass... Yea! 

Fuckin Soul For Real ass... 

Nigga that's Soul For Real, 

That the nigga from Soul For Real! 

Candy Rain ass nigga... 

He got a deal now he rappin' 

You'ont know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas 

Get money to all my real niggas, man 

Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent... 

Hailie Jade!!! 

[50 Cent (laughing)] 

[Hailie] 

Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me? 

[Eminem] 

No honey, you guys are the same size...