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Eminem

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Eminem - The Sauce

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Its all bad now man, its all bad

it's all fucked up now

Yeah ha ha, new shit, hey yo

I just want the whole world to know:

That I did not start this, but I will finish it

Comin up it never mattered was color you was

If you could spit then you could spit, thats it, thats what it was

Back when, motherfuckers was straight back packin

Cypherin, fightin for life in this rap

for the mic to get past and you psyched and you gasped

and you hyped cuz you last and you might whoop some ass

If you lost then you lost shake hands like a man

and you swallowed it, when the unsigned hype column

at The Source was like, the only source of light

When the mics used to mean somethin, a four was like

you were the shit, now its like the least you get

three and a half now just means you a peice of shit

four and a half or five, means you Biggie, Jigga, Nas,

or Benzino shit I don't eben think you realize

you playin with motherfuckers lives, I done watched Dre

get fucked on The Chronic, probably cuz I was on it

Now you fucked me outta my mics twice I let it slide

I said I wouldnt hold my fuckin breath to get a five

Shit I was right, I'da fuckin died already tryin

I swear to God I never lie I bet thats why

you let that bitch give me that bullshit review

I sat and took it, I ain't look at the shit we knew

You'd probly try to fuck us with Obie and 50 too

{(::haach-poo::)}

Fuck a relationship we through

No more Source with street credit, them days is dead

Dre's got A-Ks to dave mase his head

Every issue there's an eight page Made Men spread

Will somebody please tell whoever braids his head

That I am not afraid, hes just a fuckin waste of lead

on my pencil, for me to write some shit this simple

So listen closely, as I break it down and proceed

This old Gs bout to get smoked like rolled weed

You don't know me or my motherfuckin mother you motherfuckin punk

Put me on your fuckin cover just sell your little sell out mag

I ain't mad I feel bad, heres an ad, heres a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad

You wanna talk about some shit that you dont know about? ya

Lets talk about how your puttin you own son out there

And to try to eat off him, cuz you missed your boat

Your never gonna float bitch you're just too old

No wonder you're sore now, lordy ya board now

I'm pushin thirty you kickin fourty's door down

Bitch this is war now, and you'll never beat me

all you do is cheat me out of quotables but you know

that you'll always see me on your TV

Cuz you gotta stay up till three in the mornin

To see your video played once on BET

So he-he-he who has the last laugh?

Aftermath ya so on behalf on our whole staff

kiss our ass-hole cracks we'll never fold or hold back

Just know that Benzinos wack

no matter how many times I say he's stan, hell never blow jack

Your better off tryin to bring R-S-O back

Look at your track record thats how far it goes back

Its extortion and Ray owns a prportion

so half of the staff up there is fresh outta jail from boston

Bullyin and bossin, caged like a slave they've completely brainwashed him

And forced him to stay locked in his own office afraid of the softest

fakest, wannabe gangster in New York

And its pitiful, cuz I never woulda said shit to you if you'd kept your mouth shut

Bitch now what? hit it clue, spit it slay

New shit, exclusive yo lantern, yo whoo kid

You know what to do with this: use it

I'm through, this is stupid, I cant believe I stooped to this

bullshit to do this...

And who you callin a bitch? Bitch. You owe me.

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