[Verse 1: Eminem]
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe 'til I see what I wanna see
And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt
Permanently, you just bein' 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 comin' to terms where we can agree
There ain't gonna be no reasonin' speakin' with me
You speak on my seed, then me no speak-a Inglés
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 gangster pee on himself
I see you, D12, 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 you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too
[Chorus: Eminem & DMX]
Now go to sleep, bitch, die, motherfucker, die
Ugh, time's up, bitch, close your eyes
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, ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, bitch
[Verse 2: Obie Trice]
We got you niggas nervous on purpose
To hurt your focus, you's not MCs
You's worthless, you's not them Gs
You's a circus, you's no appeal, please
Use curtains
You use words Kool Herc slurred in two-thousand-third, you's perpin'
You's no threat, who's you servin'?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseein' 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 depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You's not the streets, you's the desk
Use not your chest, nigga, use a vest
Before tools choose your rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth
[Chorus: Eminem & DMX]
Now go to sleep, bitch, die, motherfucker, die
Ugh, time's up, bitch, close your eyes
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 (Uh, uh, uh)
Go to sleep, bitch (What?), why are you still alive?
Why? Die, motherfucker, ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, bitch (Uh, uh)
[Verse 3: DMX]
Hey, dog, I'ma walk like a beast (Yeah), talk like the streets (Yeah)
I'ma stay blazin' New York with the heat (Yeah)
Stalk on the beat (Yeah), walk with my feet (Ugh)
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet (What?)
Peep how I'm movin' (Uh-huh), peep where I'm goin' (Uh-huh)
Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin' (Woo)
But I'ma keep growin', gettin' larger than life
Easy goin', but the same one that started the fight
He be knowin' how dog get when dog gon' bite (Ugh)
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life (Ugh)
Grand champ, and my bloodline is tight (What?)
'Cause it's all good (Yeah), 'cause it's all right (Come on)
Niggas tried to holla but couldn't holla back
Now they got to swallow everything in the sack
Blood Line, and we can go track for track
Damn, dog, why you had to do them niggas like that?
[Chorus: Eminem & DMX]
Now go to sleep, bitch, die, motherfucker, die
Ugh, time's up, bitch, close your eyes
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, ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, bitch
[Outro: Eminem & DMX]
All of you motherfuckers, take that (Ugh)
Here, take this too, bitch
Uh, uh, uh, uh, wahoo
We're killin' all you motherfuckers dead
All of you
Fake-ass gangsters
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
Ahh, hahahaha
Yo, X, come on, man (Woo)
Obie, let's go
(Haha)
