[Eminem]. I ain't gonna eat I ain't gonna sleep. Ain't gonna breath till I see what I wanna see. And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt. Permanently you just being hurt. This ain't gonna work for me it just wouldn't be. sufficient enough 'cause we are just gonna be enemies. As long as we breathe I don't ever see either of us. coming to terms where we can agree. There ain't gonna be no reason in speaking with me. You speak on my si then me no speaka ingles. So we gonna beef and keep on beefin' unless. you're gonna agree to meet with me in the flesh. and settle this face to face and you're gonna see. a demon unleashed in me that you've never seen. and you're gonna see this gangsta pee on himself. I see you D-12 and thanks but me need no help. me do this one all by my lonely. I don't need fifteen of my homies. When I see you I'm seein' you me and you only. We never met but best believe you gon' know me. When I'm this close to see you exposed as phony. Come on bitch show me. pick me up throw me. lift me up hold me. just like ya told me. You was gonna do. that's what I thought you're pitiful. I'm rid of you all you. Ja you'll get it too. {CHORUS}. Now go to sleep bitch!. Die motherfucker die!. Uh time's up bitch close your eyes!. And go to sleep bitch! (What!). Why are you still alive?!. How many times I gotta say close your eyes?!. And go to sleep bitch! (What!). Die motherfucker die!. Bye bye motherfucker bye bye!. Go to sleep bitch! (What!). Why are you still alive why?!. Die motherfucker HA HA HA!!. Go to sleep bitch!. [Obie Trice]. We got you niggas... nervous on purpose. to hurt your focus you's not emcees you's worthless. You's not them G's you's a circus. You's no appeal please use curtains. You use words cool hurried slurred in two thousand third. You's purpin' you's no threat whose ya servin'. When lyrically ought to bury you beneath the dirt. When you fuck wit' a label over seein' the earth. Shady motherfucker O. Trice's birth. and as I mold I become more cursed. So we can put down the verse take it to the turf. Cock and squeeze and he who reach the hearse. is he who dipects fiction in his verse. And as I breath and you be deceased. The world believe you deceive just to speak. You's not the streets you's the desk. You's not your chest nigga use a vest. Before two shoes you rest. You chose death. Six feet deep nigga that's the depth. {Chorus}. [DMX]. Big Dog I'ma walk like a fish (yeah). Talk like the streets (yeah). I'ma stay place in New York with the heat (yeah). Stalk on the beat (yeah). Walk wit' my feet (uh). Understand my pain the rain ain't sleet (What!). Peep how I'm movin' (uh huh). Peep where I'm goin' (uh huh). Shit don't steep and sleep not knowin' (whoo). But I'ma keep growin' gettin' larger than life. Easy goin' but the same one that started the fight. He be knowin' how dawg get when dawg 'gon bite (uh). Got to show him the dawg shit the dawg fo' life (uh). Grand champ in my bloodline is tight (What!). 'Cause it's all good (yeah) and it's all right (come on). Niggas try to holla but couldn't holla BACK. Now they gotta swallow everything in the SAC. Blood line and we can go track for track. Damn dawg why you had to do them niggas like that. {Chorus}. [Eminem]. All of you motherfuckers take that (uh). Here take this too bitch (Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ahhhhha). We're killin' all you motherfuckers dead all of you. Fake ass gangstas. No more press no more press. Rot motherfuckers rot! (Uh huh). Decay in the dirt bitch in the motherfuckin' dirt. Die nameless bitch!. Die nameless no more fame (ahhhhhhhhhhh). Ha ha ha. Yo X come on man (whoooo). Obie let's go. Haha