Testo della canzone We The Realest Label (Revised) di Eminem
Lets get down to business,
I dont got no time to play around, what is this?
What is this?
It’s the invasion! The infiltration! We commin!
I got 50 cent, I got G-unit.
D-twizzy in this bitch with Obie Trice
So watch what you say ‘fore you call our name.
Cuz you say one more thing and it wont be nice
Here we go,
I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled
into some bullshit
sooner or later.
You little haters
are to jealous of us to love us,
you hate it
G-unit made it
and Obie’s comin’
youre sick to your stomach.
50 percent of it’s 50 cent,
the other 50 percent of it’s
whos color of skin it is.
But if youre even considerin’
takin our label down
youd better find our building
and fly a fuckin plane into it.
But i aint tryin’ to get to intricate into it,
im just tryin’ to give you a little hint
for your own benefit.
Cuz then its gonna get to the point
where it escalates into some other shit
then im’a flip,
then im’a get to
stompin in my air force ones,
wont be able to tell if its
two pairs or its one.
Cuz its gon’ feel like
so many feet kickin’
you’ll think nike just made these into cleats in the shoe.
I dont know what it is or what it could be
but i get a woody
when these pussies try to push me.
Thinkin’ they gon’ put me in a position to pickle me.
Y’all tickle me pink,
I think i’d just rather have pink tickle me (hehehe).
Hickory dickory dock
tickety tock tickety.
A little bit of the diggety dock diggety,
mixed with a little bit of the jigga ch jigga
with a small pinch of biggie-aca