Hail Mary (Ja Rule Diss) Lyrics (feat. 50 Cent, Busta Rhymes) by Eminem
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Ayo this Chris Lodi, FUCK YOU IRV GOTTI!
No subliminals
Hollering all in the back, we heard you

Yo this Chris Lodi with my man Kay Slay
FUCK YOU IRV GOTTI!

[Eminem]
Makaveli rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a .12 gauge shotti

[Chorus]
Come get me
If you mothafuckas want Shady
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

[Chorus 2x]

[Eminem]
You ain't a killa, you a pussy
That exstacy done got you all emotional and mushy
Bitches wearin rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
In the SOURCE, stealin 'Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouth, pray to god, hopin' no one's listenin
See 50 comin for me, I'ma guard my, my position
No one will pay attention
To me, please Gotti, here I go
Gimme this pill, exstacy got me feelin so
Invincible
Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin mad man who screams
Like I'm 'Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennesy
Actin like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm CRAZY
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fuck from this shit
I'm stuck, addicted from these drugs, I'ma quit
Sayin mothafucka's name's before someone fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you in hell, fucker

[Eminem Sings]
Come get me
If you mothafuckas want Shady
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja
Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na

Get off that E
Before you try to fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la

[50 Cent]
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin
Institutionalized, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from the cell, G-Unit mothafucka, WE BALLIN
Catch me countin trees when I'm callin
Can you set my car, CEO let me sip on Hennessey, "Can I sips some more?"
Hell, I done been in jail, I ain't scared
Momma checkin in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
Mothafuckas thinkin they can stop 50... they losin it
Lil' nigga named Ja, think he live like me
Talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me

[50 Cent]
You livin fantasies nigga
I reject yo deposit
When that lil sweet ass comin out of the closet
now he wonderin why DMX blow tha mouth
next time grown folks talkin bitch close your mouth
Peep me I take this war shit deeply
Seen too many real niggas ballin lto let these bitch niggas beat me
yous a mothafuckin punk and you see me with gloves
quit scarin those kids with ya ulgy ass mug
and you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
but you and i know whats goin on
Nigga pay back I know your bitch ass from way back
Witness be strap with max You know I don't play that
All these old rappers tryin to advance its all over now -- take it like a man
HAHA--Irv lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
tryin to playa hate on my shit- man eat a fat dick
Lovin htis shit hats how you made me-feelin like I got you niggas crazy, i like
Against all odds up with my dogs mothafuckas now
It'll be the realist shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin blow to the truest shit i ever spoke

[Busta Rhymes:]
Hey yo I'm one of tha most humble, rep the streets to tha core
Hey Jeffrey, What the fuck you come and bother me for?
You spent a long time comin like a bless and a check
you see 106 and park fans don't even fuckin respeck you
Its kinda funny wanna be Pac, wanna fake like you a thug
runnin around talkin shit that he ain't capable of
now let me OFF this cock sucka watch me handle you nigga
If i recall Violator use to manage you nigga then took a closer look and
realized you was an empostor, theres never been a Violator on a Murda Inc rosta. Dumb ass
now who shootin?-- Ah made you look, you said Busta in the same oh hook, You Stupid
if yall shoot I take a look at ya man tha bitch shot himself infront of Def Jam
Chedda Bob ass nigga start adjustin ya plan
you let the streets down nigga-(a) Pologize to ya fans
watch ya pull a lil stunt like we ain't know where you are ya lil faggot
desperate be tryin while we establish a buzz I know tha shit is drivin you crazy
You wonderin how
The streets ain't never want you Beatrice what you gonna do now?
Now if you wanna beef with me, then i'm beefin with you
I think about tha game and what its like AH - what would it be without you
You finished I ain't tryin to complete this just because I'm cool shouldnt
take my kindness for weakness

[Busta speakin in background]
Ooh shit ha ha
That was fun
Next time you got a problem with me,
Address me before you make shit a public issue
now i'm gone, return back to my regular self
and have fun again
-One
Ayo this Chris Lodi, FUCK YOU IRV GOTTI!   No subliminals   Hollering all in the back, we heard you      Yo this Chris Lodi with my man Kay Slay   FUCK YOU IRV GOTTI!      [Eminem]   Makaveli rest in peace   Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body   Mouth like a .12 gauge shotti      [Chorus]   Come get me   If you mothafuckas want Shady   If Pac was still here now,   He would never ride with Ja   Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na      [Chorus 2x]      [Eminem]   You ain't a killa, you a pussy   That exstacy done got you all emotional and mushy   Bitches wearin rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted   In the SOURCE, stealin 'Pac's shit like he just wrote it   You loud mouth, pray to god, hopin' no one's listenin   See 50 comin for me, I'ma guard my, my position   No one will pay attention   To me, please Gotti, here I go   Gimme this pill, exstacy got me feelin so   Invincible   Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin mad man who screams   Like I'm 'Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennesy   Actin like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm CRAZY   Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train   Some say my brain is all corrupted, fuck from this shit   I'm stuck, addicted from these drugs, I'ma quit   Sayin mothafucka's name's before someone fucks me up   Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you in hell, fucker      [Eminem Sings]   Come get me   If you mothafuckas want Shady   If Pac was still here now,   He would never ride with Ja   Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na      Get off that E   Before you try to fuck with me   It's Aftermath here now   Shady Records got it locked   La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la      [50 Cent]   Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers   Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin   Institutionalized, my bitches bring me product by the bundles   Hustle hard from the cell, G-Unit mothafucka, WE BALLIN   Catch me countin trees when I'm callin   Can you set my car, CEO let me sip on Hennessey, "Can I sips some more?"   Hell, I done been in jail, I ain't scared   Momma checkin in my bedroom, I ain't there   I got a head with no screws in it   Mothafuckas thinkin they can stop 50... they losin it   Lil' nigga named Ja, think he live like me   Talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me      [50 Cent]   You livin fantasies nigga   I reject yo deposit   When that lil sweet ass comin out of the closet   now he wonderin why DMX blow tha mouth   next time grown folks talkin bitch close your mouth   Peep me I take this war shit deeply   Seen too many real niggas ballin lto let these bitch niggas beat me   yous a mothafuckin punk and you see me with gloves   quit scarin those kids with ya ulgy ass mug   and you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want   but you and i know whats goin on    Nigga pay back I know your bitch ass from way back    Witness be strap with max You know I don't play that    All these old rappers tryin to advance its all over now -- take it like a man   HAHA--Irv lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick   tryin to playa hate on my shit- man eat a fat dick   Lovin htis shit hats how you made me-feelin like I got you niggas crazy, i like   Against all odds up with my dogs mothafuckas now    It'll be the realist shit I ever wrote    Against all odds, up in the studio gettin blow to the truest shit i ever spoke      [Busta Rhymes:]   Hey yo I'm one of tha most humble, rep the streets to tha core   Hey Jeffrey, What the fuck you come and bother me for?   You spent a long time comin like a bless and a check   you see 106 and park fans don't even fuckin respeck you   Its kinda funny wanna be Pac, wanna fake like you a thug   runnin around talkin shit that he ain't capable of   now let me OFF this cock sucka watch me handle you nigga   If i recall Violator use to manage you nigga then took a closer look and    realized you was an empostor, theres never been a Violator on a Murda Inc rosta. Dumb ass   now who shootin?-- Ah made you look, you said Busta in the same oh hook, You Stupid   if yall shoot I take a look at ya man tha bitch shot himself infront of Def Jam   Chedda Bob ass nigga start adjustin ya plan   you let the streets down nigga-(a) Pologize to ya fans   watch ya pull a lil stunt like we ain't know where you are ya lil faggot    desperate be tryin while we establish a buzz I know tha shit is drivin you crazy   You wonderin how   The streets ain't never want you Beatrice what you gonna do now?   Now if you wanna beef with me, then i'm beefin with you   I think about tha game and what its like AH - what would it be without you   You finished I ain't tryin to complete this just because I'm cool shouldnt    take my kindness for weakness      [Busta speakin in background]   Ooh shit ha ha   That was fun   Next time you got a problem with me,   Address me before you make shit a public issue    now i'm gone, return back to my regular self    and have fun again   -One