Others - Just Lose It (Encore-Remix) lyrics

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Others - Just Lose It (Encore-Remix) lyrics

[verse 1: Eminem] You've been patiently waiting To make it through all the hate Debating whether or not You can even weather the storm As you lay on the table They operating to save you It's like an Angel came to you They think they're crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, sh** basically They just playin sick, they ain't sh** They ain't sayin sh**.. spray'em Fifty A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me And turn this day into f**in mayhem you stayin wit me? Dont let me lose you, Im not tryin to confuse you When I let loose with this uzi and just shoot through your Izuzu You get the message am I gettin through to you? You know whatz comin you motherf**erz dont even know do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the f** do you got? You got the realest and illest k**az tied up in a knot The Jugganautz of this rap sh** like it or not Its like a fight to the top just to see who died for the spot You put your life in this - nothin like survivin the shot Y'all know what time it iz az soon az Fifty signz on this dot sh** what you know about d**h threats, cuz I get alot Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers Some cowards f**ed with the wrong building they meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children (50 Cent: woo)- nuclear shower Theres nothin spookier, you're now about to witness the power of [verse 2: Eminem] It's like a throne that he dont even own He won't sit down, given the crown he just throws it around It's like a joke he's like a king, but he dont rule a thing He dont want the diamonds, want the gold or want the j**elry He dont want the fame dont want the lute he's in this for a sport Runnin circles with the competition on the court He appreciates your support but he ain't beggin for it And you can't love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it You can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short But you can't f** with his last joint or the one before it And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys And if I'm frontin then you better come confront me for it [Chorus - Nate Dogg] This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It ain't healthy To Be Makin n***as Paranoid Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Dont Need My Boyz Im Doin 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a f** About You s**as Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game [verse 3: Eminem] Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's In the land of the k**ers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Holy or unholy, only have one homie Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a Mothaf**a they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the f** did this metamorphosis happen From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' a** But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind Every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off Of these streets quickly But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while Police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If i'm such a f**in' menace, this sh** doesn't make sense Pete It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the f** Can I raise a little girl I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of sh** too, Guerrera, that Was a fist that hit you...