RBX：
Remember me
7 executions
Remember me
I have no remorse
Remember me
I'm high power
Remember me
I drop bombs like Hiroshima(explosion)
4 fifth and then BX
Your retarded cause I grab the mike and get down like syndrome
Hide and Rome into the masses without boundaries
Which qualifies me for the term universal
Without no rehearsal highly words is controversal
Like I'm not the one you want to contest see
Cause I'll hit your ass like that train did that bitch that got Banned
From TV
Heavyweight hitter
Hit you while your whole head split up
Local is the motion, we comin through
Hollow tips of the lead the 45 through

Stickey Fingaz：
Remember me
Throw your guns in the air
Slam, slam
Niggas that take no for an answer, get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like no, no, no
Life's a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a copmetitor
This vet is ahead a, the shit is hereda, you deada than deada
I met her insteada, the cheddars increda
Settle vendetta wit metal beretta
From ghetto to ghetto, evidence, no never leave a shreda
I got the soul of ever rapper in me, love me or hate me
My mom's got rapped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches total
Want beef, nigga ppppt, better dead that shit
My name should be “can't believe that nigga said that shit”
Probablly say “He ain't a killer” but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggaz in the hood'll do that shit for a blunt or 2
Whatcha wanna do, cocksuckers we glockbusters
Till the cops rough us, gonna start ruckas
And drop blockbusters round the clock hustlers
You can not touch us

I'm getting wires niggaz wantin me dead
Wantin my head, you think it could be somethin I said?

Eminem：
Remember me
I just don't give a fuck
I'm low down and I'm shifty
I'm Shady
When I go out, I'ma go out shootin
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out the club stupid
I'm tryin to clean up my fuckin image so I promised the fuckin
critics I wouldn't say fuckin for 6 minutes
6 Minutes Slim Shady your on, my babys mom
Bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made a song, killed her and put Hailey on
I may be wrong, but I keep thinkin these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on
Came home and someone musta broke in the back window
Stole 2 loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes
2 kids 16 with m 16's and ten clips each
And them shits reach thru six kids each and Slim gets blamed in
Bill Clints speech to fix these streets
Fuck that, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath grad the gat show'em where it's at

(Gun Shot)The fuck you starin at?(Dre)

Don't you remember me?
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