Eminem - The Conspiracy lyrics

(Feat. Green Lantern) (Green Lantern:) Okay, it's about that time again (Eminem:) Green Lantern (Green Lantern:) That's right (Eminem:) G-G-G-G-unnii (burp)sh** Haha (Shady) We back! Invasion, Part 2 The conspiracy Cause we ain't gunna never stop, you just keep wastin' you energy on us You should find something to do with your time (time) And quit f**in' with us cause we ain't f**in' with you And it must be f**in' with you so much you must be goin' out your mind (mind) They say I'm a damn way from my entire empire crumbilin' Speak up your mumbillin' What the f** are you so (be,be,be,be,k,k,k,k) okay baby this is Shady I know you is a lil baby and wish we would just go away and we may weeble wobble but we don't fall down like J master J's two turn tables(R.I.P.)our label is just too stable Your magazine is so mutha f**in' thin you usin' staples to hold it together It's turnin' back into a news paper And y'all got someting for my a** every issue Thank you cause I keep runin outta f**in' tissue And not to diss you but god I was sick of lookin' at you Atleast I can know when nikes' got a new tennis shoe But I guess no g'news is always good g'news Movin' on to big, better things (Chickachickacheureh) 50's blowin' up Missy keeps on throwin' up What the f** is goin' on? Who the f** is Norah Jones? Shady wait a minute baby leave the world alone just go up there and be humble and take them another time Bush has just declared the World a f**in' war zone Meanwhile we got a war goin' on of our own at home My f**in' minds blown, tryin' to figure out how to fight my own clone Rhine stones are so nice, they shine so bright especially at night After a hit of ecstasy ain't that right whoooaaaa Wait a minute I'm ramblin', back to the matter at hand it's Green Lantern With Elvis Presly the selfish MC back to ruin rap and destroy the industry Single handedly and oh man did we yeah me an 50, obie me and Twizzy, and Nelly, and Missy, and Jigga god damn it's all a plan devised by the man It's a conspiracy again fake sh** and anybody who can't make hits or dope sh** lyrically So f** what ya hurd or what you read about We ain't ruinin' rap baby we just tryna' weed it out Shady in the place to be see And I got what it takes to Roc The Mic right Still keep talking sh** to me punk Cause your magazine is over in less than six months Hahah, Shady records, still aftermath And don't think we can hear you muthaf**as talking, cause we can't, we don't hear y'all, so we're just gunna sit back for the rest of our lives while you ride our dicks