[Intro: Eminem & 50 Cent] You gotta spit something.. Ight holla *spits* [Verse 1: Vegas] Hahahah ATGE mof**ers... Yo Dutchie get the shovel I'm living in a bubble and I struggle with the fame Doubling the pain and the trouble in my brain It was subtle when I came But now its all fu*kED UP What the f** what what? Every haters favorite rapist They just love the taste of Vegas In their mouths don't they? Don't say its ohkay Yeah girl ill get my f**ing ding dong Stuck up in your pink thong Thong pink I think I got a bronze sink Dutchie gimme something that make my f**ing arm shrink And at this point I'm not calm Venomous boy, I drop bombs Meant to destroy the top Lyricist, you hearing this? You better fear the fist of Vegas You don't wanna get on his hate list b**h its Vegas, Dutchie? here he comes on the f**ing playlist [Verse 2: Dutchie] Vegas get the saw We'll give it to em all If they want us to cook up beef we gonna give it to em raw Thats all No words just gun shots If yu say thats p**y then you gonna get ya nuts chopped Knock knock whos there 6 bullets in your hair Call the feds n***a do yu really think that i care? 20 dollars for a dub call that sh** flight fare You waitin for the day that i give up you waitin light years I got my Glock co*ked and i ain't stop till the beat drop Washin n***as betta than a mop Dont flop King of hip hop At the tip top All these n***as hatin well they can s** a piss pop Ain't afraid of pigs..ima vegetarian, ya know that n***a dutchie? be scared of em Vashelite: The radio was jammin', blaring eminem I didn't think twice when i walked right in I heard what you had said, and i know what you had did Now someone tell me why i shouldn't slap this kid Hey brandon, make your chick make me a sandwich With bacon And some G*d damn lettuce And it only gets better when the situations wetter So i used a whole bucket on your bed, 'nuff said Ultimatum: f** this sh** I'm the f**in wiz kid Go and get a biscuit Go and slit your wrist b**h I'm the- I'm the f**ing king Of this game, better not forget this name…b*tch! One ounce of respect, and one ounce of dynamite These people see my fall Now they wana see me die tonight But they dont know my secret Now i know im gona rise tonight My back is on the wall Now i know im taking flight tonight