Text: Eminem. Bump Heads.
[50 Cent]
Yeah, Shady, 50 Cent
G G G G G G G G-Unit
[Eminem]
Here we go again yeah
[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
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 tryna use nobody as a steppin stone
But don't compare me
I'm better off jus' left alone
And I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin wreckless
But if you will check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself
A vest, to stop a Ruger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrels
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 motherfucker Ja musta 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
Juss keep singin' the same song, recycled
We'd all much rather get along invite you
Me and Hailie dance to your songs we like 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 ta, with syllable after syllable I just slap ya
Killin' you fasta than you poppin' pill afta little pill of them tabs of that shit you on
But if you want it you got it you'd bump this shit 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 motherfucker that wants ta
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'ma 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
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You don't want to bump heads with me
[Tony Yayo]
You couldn't son me if my father helped you
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you
Ja you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin a new pistol
I clap at your ass with this chrome 38
And put six thru your hats of seven 3/8
Irv you ain't Suge Knight, you Shook Knight
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and freeze ya on the turnpike
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times so ya ass a lame
I'm down to die for this shit all I need is bail
You betta stick to tha movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You don't want to bump heads with me
[Lloyd Banks]
Fuck that I'm tired of hearing
these industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I don't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man
We killing New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was raised doin' chocolate up out tha vam an'...
They see me pop off boy more icey 'cause I could
But you done gone so long you probably forgot your way around the hood (hood)
Plus when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
How you want it wit' us, when half 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 bitches
You don't know nuttin' about what pain is sucka
I'll put your ass to the ground like a train conductor, muh'fucker
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You don't want to bump heads with me
[Tony Yayo]
Yeah nigga yeah
Shady Aftermath G-Unit
Fuck you think they call us G Unit for
Cause we move units uhha
Don't think we ain't billin you for this motherfucking studio time
A matter a fact keep call it a 50 we'll call it even, ha
Yeah, Shady, 50 Cent
G G G G G G G G-Unit
[Eminem]
Here we go again yeah
[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
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 tryna use nobody as a steppin stone
But don't compare me
I'm better off jus' left alone
And I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin wreckless
But if you will check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself
A vest, to stop a Ruger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrels
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 motherfucker Ja musta 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
Juss keep singin' the same song, recycled
We'd all much rather get along invite you
Me and Hailie dance to your songs we like 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 ta, with syllable after syllable I just slap ya
Killin' you fasta than you poppin' pill afta little pill of them tabs of that shit you on
But if you want it you got it you'd bump this shit 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 motherfucker that wants ta
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'ma 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
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You don't want to bump heads with me
[Tony Yayo]
You couldn't son me if my father helped you
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you
Ja you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin a new pistol
I clap at your ass with this chrome 38
And put six thru your hats of seven 3/8
Irv you ain't Suge Knight, you Shook Knight
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and freeze ya on the turnpike
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times so ya ass a lame
I'm down to die for this shit all I need is bail
You betta stick to tha movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You don't want to bump heads with me
[Lloyd Banks]
Fuck that I'm tired of hearing
these industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I don't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man
We killing New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was raised doin' chocolate up out tha vam an'...
They see me pop off boy more icey 'cause I could
But you done gone so long you probably forgot your way around the hood (hood)
Plus when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
How you want it wit' us, when half 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 bitches
You don't know nuttin' about what pain is sucka
I'll put your ass to the ground like a train conductor, muh'fucker
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You don't want to bump heads with me
[Tony Yayo]
Yeah nigga yeah
Shady Aftermath G-Unit
Fuck you think they call us G Unit for
Cause we move units uhha
Don't think we ain't billin you for this motherfucking studio time
A matter a fact keep call it a 50 we'll call it even, ha
Eminem