DJ Kay Slay & Whoo Kid "State of Emergen

[Royce Da 5`9"]<br>Yo yo, it`s several different levels to pickin up shovels<br>and dumpin you in ditches under sea level<br>Frontin you when I`m wit this<br>Let me refreshin you niggaz til you my position in this<br>Beef! - Leavin you under Venice, opposition finished!<br>There it is, we invaded created a Pyramid -<br>of a Haven of names, so blame Dre, and that ear of his<br>So {*heavy breathing*} breathe, I`d rather REACH for your neck<br>And I never HEAT you for respect, unless you GREET me wit less<br>I got a skunk, in my trunk<br>I`m lyin, I got a pump in my trunk<br>Your dyin, how many lumps niggaz want?<br>Who`s ready for y`all? We ready for y`all<br>We too incredibly raw, for any artist that said he would draw<br>I stand firm, and it hurts to live it<br>You open that can of worms, I hope you ready for the dirt that`s wit it<br>Slap a hoe, snatch a mic!<br>Bein brought to y`all in black and in white<br>(IT`S the NEW!) Joe Jackson and Ike, we renegades<br><br>[Eminem]<br>Since I`m in a position to talk to these kids and they listen<br>I ain`t no politician but I`ll kick it with `em a minute<br>Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I`ll wear it<br>But if it don`t, then y`all`ll swallow the truth grin and bear it<br>Now who`s these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics<br>Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics<br>Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits<br>But there`s a huge interference - they`re sayin you shouldn`t hear it<br>Maybe it`s hatred I spew, maybe it`s food for the spirit<br>Maybe it`s beautiful music I made for you to just cherish<br>But I`m debated disputed hated and viewed in America<br>as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn`t experiment?<br>Now now, that`s when you start to stare at who`s in the mirror<br>and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased<br>And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents<br>You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn`t do good at marriage!<br>(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don`t<br>think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo<br>Cause here we go - he`s Royce, he`s the King Of Detroit<br>And I`m the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it`s just the<br><br>[Chorus: Eminem + Royce]<br>[Em] RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say<br>what`s on my mind at, any given time of day<br>Cause I`m a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk<br>about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING), RENEGADE!<br>[R9] RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say<br>what`s on my mind at, any given time of day<br>Cause I`m a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk<br>about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING)<br><br>[Royce Da 5`9]<br>I determine what time it`s on, I call my nigga Proof<br>Hand him a pint of Limon and turn him loose!<br>I`m tired of you new jacks<br>I`m tired of niggaz that`s like - "I`m bout to blow!"<br>Unless you a bitch, we dont care if you bout do that<br>Move back, youngster, the glock on speak<br>Chew up your vest and turn your chest hair to taco meat!<br>The street, continuous to pit, quick to smash ya<br>or flash the clip, or give you the picture (developin)<br>Click clock, six shots blows through another door<br>And it gets hot, Hip Hop portable tug of war<br>Who did ya niggaz beats you bitches, who made it work?<br>Dat shit was *phwrt!*, I got harder 2-Way alerts<br>Just when I thought my dogg couldn`t get any meaner<br>You talk about his daughter, you probably gettin the heater<br>You talk about his momma, he won`t even give ya the finger<br>(He`s crazy!) Deranged!, not media eaters, we renegades <br><br>[Eminem]<br>See I`m a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare<br>Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here<br>To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me<br>as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist<br>But that ain`t the case, see it`s a matter of taste<br>We as a people decide if Shady`s as bad as they say he is<br>Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape?<br>Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today<br>See it`s easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie<br>while I`m wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me<br>Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics<br>in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer<br>I`m a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful<br>The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you<br>What did I do? (huh?) I`m just a kid from the gutter<br>makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I`m a muh`fuckin<br><br>[Chorus] - repeat 2X