(Intro - Eminem)
REMIX!
LLOYD BANKS!
HA HA!
(Verse 1 - Eminem)
It's like a throne that he dont even own,
He wont sit down
Give him the crown he just throws it around,
It's like a joke he's like a king
But he dont rule a thing,
He dont want the diamonds,
Want the gold or want the jewelry,
He dont want the fame dont want
The loot he's in it for a sport,
Runnin suckaz round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support
But he aint beggin' for it,
And you cant love it
You can hate it but you cant ignore it
You cant be that ignorant
But you can try to sell him short,
But you cant fuck with his
Last joint or the one before it,
And he was gonna raise hell
Like them country boys,
And if I'm frontin then
You better come confront me for it
(Chorus - Nate Dogg)
This is the story of a Warrior
I know you know it,
True Warriors go ahead and make some noise (YEAH)
It ain't healthy to be makin' niggaz paranoid,
Hit your corner wit my weapon
I don't need my boyz,
I'm doin' 120 in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thing,
Don't give a fuck about you suckas gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game
(Verse 2 - Lloyd Banks)
He's straight outta the neighborhood
But Niggaz hate,
They see you go and eat your
Dinner off a bigger plate,
Your stomachs ache while he's
Loungin at the big estate,
And he hops in a 100 thousands
With a niggaz skate
Houses with just a bigger gate
Houndin' him was a big mistake,
He wont surrender he'd rather
Give up a rib to break,
Cuz he horrendous when they
Wouldn't lend a helpin hand,
So he was sittin on green like a Celtic fan
Created a buzz so when you gotta mention his name
When you discuss him the
Illest playa that's in the game,
And he's ridin with Em, 50 cent, Doc and them
G-Unit records ain't no motherfuckin' stoppin them
(Chorus - Nate Dogg)
This is the story of a Warrior
I know you know it,
True Warriors go ahead and make some noise (YEAH)
It ain't healthy to be makin' niggaz paranoid,
Hit your corner wit my weapon
I don't need my boyz,
I'm doin' 120 in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thing,
Don't give a fuck about you suckas gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game
(Verse 3 - 50-Cent)
He's no magician man
They can't make somethin' outta nothin'
So those niggaz from the hood
Act like we owe em somethin',
They talk crazy til we
Send this nigga in there to buck em,
Ask 'em if theres a problem
And they'll say naw its nothin',
He's been tryin to help em out,
But since they fronted, fuck em
He dont care how they feel
They're makin em love em,
He hold it down on his
Own the kid is really thuggin',
He's rich now,
He ain't change since these niggaz buggin',
He pull a clip everything niggaz try to buck him
Keep ya pistols on ya
Hip I show you we aint tuck em,
Niggaz say they gon'
Get at him but they cant touch him
Try to catch em slippin,
They creepin' and he start bustin' (Gunshot)
(Chorus - Nate Dogg)
This is the story of a Warrior
I know you know it,
True Warriors go ahead and make some noise (YEAH)
It ain't healthy to be makin' niggaz paranoid,
Hit your corner wit my weapon
I don't need my boyz,
I'm doin' 120 in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thing,
Don't give a fuck about you suckas gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game
I can give you niggaz somethin you can talk about
I can turn your smile upside down,
You ain't no G-Unit fuckin' clown,
I can take your girl until I turn her out,
The bootay layed all out,
I can give you fuckin' somethin' to be mad about,
And buy her rings and then I back out,
With my DNA all in her mouth
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