Lloyd Banks - Bump Heads lyrics

[Eminem] Here we go again [50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow You can't understand how I get my dough 50 Cent, I'm on fire cause Shady said so I'm on Fire [Eminem] Everybody's in a rush try to get the throne I just get on the track and try to set the tone I ain't trying to use nobody as a steppin' stone But don't compare me, I'm better off just left alone And I ain't even trying to go there with record sales I'm just trying to keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep stepping, and just rep D12 Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail And living reckless But if you go check my belt You may see something else I used to protect myself A vest, to stop a Rueger and deflect the shells And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you And I done seen a lot of people cross the line But this motherf**er Ja must have lost his mind That X, got him thinkin' he was DMX Then he switched to 'Pac now he's tryna be him next So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael Just keep singin' the same song, recycled We'd all much rather get along than fight you Me and Hailie danced to your songs, we liked you And you don't really wanna step inside no mic booth C'mon now, you know the white boy'll bite you I hurt your pride dawg and you know I don't like to But I will if I have to, with syllable after syllable I just slap you k**in' you fasta than you poppin' pill after little pill of them tabs of that sh** you on But if you want it you got it you'd bump this sh** too, if we ain't diss you on it But if we lock horns we can charge harder than Busta We bump heads wit any motherf**er that wants to So whats the, deal where was all the tough talk? When I walked up to you like, Ja what up dawg? How come you didn't say you had a problem then? When you was standin' there wit all your men, we coulda solved this then I'mma grown man dawg come holla All you did was slap hands, smile and swallow Another one of them little X pills in front of me And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be come on [Hook: 50 Cent] I know you don't want it with me, you know you don't want it with me You, talk an', soon you gon' see, you don't wanna bump heads with me I know you don't want it with me, tou, talk an' you soon you will see You know you don't want it with me [Tony Yayo] You couldn't son me if my father helped you My punchlines is hot, my bars will melt you Ja you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you Every other week I'm buyin' a new pistol I clap at your a** with this chrome 38 And put six thru your hats, a seven and 3/8's Irv you ain't Suge Knight, you should shook night I put my knife in ya wind pipe and breeze through the turnpike You know and I know who took ya chain You got robbed two times so ya a** is lame I'm down to die for this sh** all I need is bail You better stick to the movies with Steven Segal, b**h [Hook] [Lloyd Banks] f** that, I'm miles away And these industry n***as startin' to get outta hand Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man We k**in' New York, even in Compton they understand I'm on the block where you was raised doin' chocolate up out your van and They see me pop a boy for icey cause I could But you been gone so long you probably forgot your way around the hood (hood) Cause when you paranoid it's hard to make a song How you want it wit' us, half of your artists got make-up on Every magazine I own your on your knees takin' prayer pictures And you ain't even got shot yet, you scared b**hes You don't know nothin' about what pain is s**a I'll put your a** underground like a train conductor, muh'f**er [Hook] x2