[Intro]. G-g-g G Unit!. 50 Cent. Shady. Aftermath. The Dream Team. We gotta get the "Get Well" cards. Niggas is sick. Feel this. Motion picture shit. Hahahaha. [50 Cent]. Now don't think I won't hit ya 'cause I'm popular. I got a P90 ruger gonna pop at ya. Catch ya slippin' I'mma give ya what I got for ya. My clip loaded with 16 shots for ya. You never had a hot gun on your waste and blood on your shoe. 'Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you. Homie you ain't been through what I been through. You not like me and I'm not like you (ha!). I'm like an animal with it when I spit it it's crazy. Got semi-autos and put holes in niggas tryna play me. One shot is not enough you need at least an uzi to move me. After four bottles of "Don" the kid start feelin' woozie. I write my life you write what you seen in gangsta movies. I'm gangsta to the core nigga you can't move me. I find my space at the top. I got this rap shit locked. I never heard of you you heard of me. I murder you spray shells through your convertible. Lotus you notice. Rich or poor hollows still go through your door. This is war. You scared of me you not prepared for me. The kid is back 50 Cent. I know you like that yea I know you like that. [Eminem]. Soon as a verse starts i eat at MC's heart. what is he thinkin? how not to go against me smart. and its absurd how people hang on every word. I'll probably never get the props i feel i ever deserve. but I'll never be served. my spot is forever reserved. if i ever leave earth. that would be the death of me first. cuz in my heart of hearts i know nothin. could ever be worse. thats why im clever when i put together every verse. my thoughts are sporatic. i act like im an addict. i rap like am addicted to smack. like im kim mathers. but i dont wanan go forth and back. in constant battles. the fact is i would rather sit back. and bomb some rappers. so this is like a full blown attack. im launching at 'em. the track is on some battleing. rap who want some static. cuz i dont really think that the fact that im Slim matters. a plaque in platinum status is wack if im not the baddest. CHORUS:. Till the roof comes off. till the lights go out. till my legs give out. cant shut my mouth. till the smoke clears out. and my high burns out. I'ma rip this shit. till my bone collapse. till the roof comes off. till the lights go out. till my legs give out. cant shut my mouth. till the smoke clears out. and my high burns out. I'ma rip this shit. till my bone collapse. until the roof the roof comes off. until my legs give out from underneath me. I i will not fall. i will stand tall. feels like no one can beat me