Hail Mary 03
50 Cent feat. Eminem & Busta Rhymes Lyrics
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Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a 12 gauge shot it (feel me) (come get me)
And Ja said he shall be (if you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never ride with Ja)
Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest
Come get me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
Bitches wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's listenin'
See 50 comin' for me, oh my God ma, my position
No one'll pay attention to me
Please Gotti, here I go, give me this pill
Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible
Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams
Like I'm Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennessey
Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm crazy
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fucked from this shit
I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Sayin mothafucker's name's before somebody fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
Come get me
Mothafucker if you want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Get off that E
Before you try to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La-la-la-la-la-la-locked
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell, G-Unit, mothafucker, we ballin'
Catch me count cheese and when I'm callin', can you accept my call?
C.O. let me sip on Hennessey, "Can I sip some more?"
Hell, I done been to jail, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
Mothafuckers thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it
Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital, took 9 like me
You live in fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
When your lil' sweet ass gon' come out of the closet?
Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out
Next time grown folks talkin', bitch, close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real niggas ballin' to let these bitch niggas beat me
Black, you's a mothafuckin' punk and you can see me with gloves
Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with your ugly ass mug
And you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's goin' on
Nigga, payback, Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Witnessed me strapped with MACs, you know I don't play that
All these old rappers tryna advance
It's all over now, take it like a man, haha
Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryna player-hate on my shit, man, eat a fat dick
Lovin' this shit that's how you made me
Feelin' like I got you niggas crazy (uh-huh)
Against all odds, hopin' my thug mothafuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
21 gun salute, bitch
Ayo, I've been one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core
Ayy, Jeffrey, what the fuck you come involvin' me for?
It's been a long time comin' like a blessin' to a check you
See 106 and Park fans don't even fuckin' respect you
It's kinda funny, wannabe Pac, wanna fake like he thug
Runnin' around talkin' shit that he ain't capable of
Now let me off this cocksucker, watch me handle you, nigga
If I recall, Violator used to manage you, nigga
Then took a closer look and realized you was an impostor
There's never been a Violator on a Murda Inc. roster
Dumbass, now who shootin'? Ah, made you look
You said Bus' singin' the same ol' hook, you stupid
If y'all shootin', I take a look at your man, the bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
Cheddar Bob ass niggas, start adjustin' your plan
You let the streets down, nigga, 'pologize to your fans
Watch you pull a lil' stunt like we ain't know what it was
Lil' faggot, desperate, tryna re-establish a buzz
I know the shit is drivin' you crazy you wonderin' how
The streets ain't never want you, Beatrice, what you gonna do now?
Now if you wanna beef with me, then I'm beefin' with you
I think about the game and what its like and what would it be without you
You finished, I ain't tryna repeat this
Just 'cause I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness (oh shit)
It was fun
Next time you got a problem, man
Address me before you try to make shit a public issue, homie
Now I'ma return back to my regular self
And have fun again
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Hail Mary 03 by 50 Cent feat. Eminem & Busta Rhymes is a song that seems to be a diss track aimed at Ja Rule with references to Tupac Shakur. The first lyrics mention the late rapper Tupac, or Makaveli, who was known for his fearless, rebellious attitude in the rap industry. Irv Gotti, who is co-founder of Murder Inc. with Ja Rule, is also mentioned in the song for supposedly drinking too much Bacardi. The song goes on to reference Ja Rule, accusing him of copying Pac's style and lyrics. The lyrics also suggest that Ja Rule is not a real killer, and that he is too emotional to be a true gangsta rapper. The song seems to be a response to Ja Rule's claims that he is the new Tupac, as well as a way for 50 Cent to solidify himself as a true rap icon.
The lyrics are delivered by Eminem, 50 Cent, and Busta Rhymes, three of the top rappers of the time. The chorus, which includes the repeated line "Na-na-na-na-na-na-na," is particularly catchy and memorable. The beat is hard-hitting and intense, fitting the aggressive tone of the lyrics. The song is just under 5 minutes long and was released in 2003.
Line by Line Meaning
Makaveli, rest in peace
Tupac Shakur, may you rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Irv Gotti, consumed excessive amounts of Bacardi
Mouth like a 12 gauge shot it (feel me) (come get me)
Speaking with the intensity of a powerful shotgun blast
And Ja said he shall be (if you mothafuckers want Shady)
Ja Rule claims that he will fight against Eminem and his supporters
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
Ja Rule believes he is the spiritual successor to Tupac
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never ride with Ja)
To guide the music industry with the principles of Tupac, who would never align with Ja Rule
Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Join me in this journey (sung in a repetitive, catchy manner)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest
Preserve my vest as a symbol of Tupac's influence
Come get me
If you want to confront me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If you want to challenge Eminem
If Pac was still here now
If Tupac was alive today
He would never ride with Ja
He would never align himself with Ja Rule
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Sung as a chant or taunt
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
You are not a real killer, you are weak
That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
The drug ecstasy has made you overly emotional and vulnerable
Bitches wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
Women are depicted as looking unkempt in photographs, while Ja Rule's lyrics are being plagiarized
In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
Ja Rule is being accused of copying Tupac's style and lyrics in The Source magazine
You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's listenin'
Ja Rule suggests that his critics are insincere and only pretending to pray
See 50 comin' for me, oh my God ma, my position
Ja Rule expresses fear and concern over 50 Cent targeting him
No one'll pay attention to me
No one will give me any attention or take me seriously
Please Gotti, here I go, give me this pill
Ja Rule pleads with Irv Gotti to provide him with a drug to escape his problems
Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible
Ja Rule feels invincible due to the effects of ecstasy
Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams
Ja Rule has become a raging and volatile individual
Like I'm Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennessey
Ja Rule tries to imitate Tupac's aggression, fueled by the alcohol Hennessey, but fails
Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm crazy
Ja Rule portrays himself as exceptional, but he is actually phony and unstable
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Ja Rule is desperate to end his drug-induced state and seeks help to escape it
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fucked from this shit
Some people believe that Ja Rule's mind is damaged and dysfunctional from substance abuse
I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Ja Rule admits to being trapped and addicted to drugs, but plans to quit
Sayin mothafucker's name's before somebody fucks me up
Ja Rule constantly mentions others' names to provoke a response, fearing retaliation
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
Ja Rule asserts that there are no weak individuals around him and threatens his enemies
Get off that E
Stop using ecstasy
Before you try to come and fuck with me
Before attempting to engage in a conflict with me
It's Aftermath here now
Eminem's record label, Aftermath Entertainment, is currently present and influential
Shady Records got it locked
Eminem's label, Shady Records, has dominance and control
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Prisons are filled with individuals who made empty promises
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Those fake individuals fail to recognize the value of time they are squandering
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Despite being incarcerated, I still receive a large amount of drugs from my female associates
Hustle hard from a cell, G-Unit, mothafucker, we ballin'
Despite being imprisoned, G-Unit continues to hustle and thrive in the music industry
Catch me count cheese and when I'm callin', can you accept my call?
Witness me counting money and when I make a phone call, will you answer?
C.O. let me sip on Hennessey, 'Can I sip some more?'
A correctional officer allows me to drink Hennessey alcohol, so I request more
Hell, I done been to jail, I ain't scared
Having previous experiences in jail, I am not afraid
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
My mother checks my bedroom, but I am absent
I got a head with no screws in it
My mind is unstable or lacking coherence
Mothafuckers thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it
Those who believe they can defeat 50 Cent are delusional and mistaken
Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me
Ja Rule believes he is on the same level as 50 Cent
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital, took 9 like me
Ja Rule claims that he, like 50 Cent, survived being shot multiple times
You live in fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
Ja Rule resides in a world of illusions, and 50 Cent dismisses his claims and promises
When your lil' sweet ass gon' come out of the closet?
When will you openly reveal your true sexual orientation?
Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out
Ja Rule is now questioning why DMX verbally attacked him
Next time grown folks talkin', bitch, close your mouth
Stay silent when adults are having a conversation, disrespectful person
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Observe me, I am deeply invested in this war and its consequences
Done seen too many real niggas ballin' to let these bitch niggas beat me
Having witnessed many authentic individuals succeed, I refuse to be defeated by weak individuals
Black, you's a mothafuckin' punk and you can see me with gloves
You, Black (referring to Ja Rule), are a coward and I am willing to fight you
Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with your ugly ass mug
Stop terrifying innocent children with your unattractive appearance
And you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
Feel free to boast and share whatever story you desire with your associates
But you and I know what's goin' on
However, both of us are aware of the truth behind the situation
Nigga, payback, Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Tah, I know you very well, and it's time for you to face the consequences of your actions
Witnessed me strapped with MACs, you know I don't play that
You have seen me armed with MAC-10 submachine guns, indicating that I am not one to be messed with
All these old rappers tryna advance
Many veteran rappers are attempting to regain their prominence
It's all over now, take it like a man, haha
Their time in the spotlight is finished, and they should accept it with dignity
Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Irv Gotti's appearance resembles that of a out-of-shape Larry Holmes
Tryna player-hate on my shit, man, eat a fat dick
Attempting to undermine my success, but you should just suffer the consequences
Lovin' this shit that's how you made me
Enjoying the turmoil you have caused, as it has shaped me into who I am
Feelin' like I got you niggas crazy (uh-huh)
I have successfully driven you crazy with my actions (expressed with satisfaction)
Against all odds, hopin' my thug mothafuckers know
Despite facing numerous challenges, I hope my fellow gangsta individuals understand
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
This song contains the most genuine and authentic lyrics I have ever written
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
Despite facing challenges, I am in the recording studio getting high
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Expressing the most genuine and sincere statements
21 gun salute, bitch
A homage to 21-gun salute, a customary military honor
Ayo, I've been one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core
I have always been humble and wholeheartedly represent the streets
Ayy, Jeffrey, what the fuck you come involvin' me for?
Hey, Jeffrey (referring to Ja Rule), why are you getting me involved in your drama?
It's been a long time comin' like a blessin' to a check you
This confrontation has been anticipated for a long time, as if it were destined
See 106 and Park fans don't even fuckin' respect you
Even the fans of 106 and Park, a music show, do not respect or support you
It's kinda funny, wannabe Pac, wanna fake like he thug
It's amusing how Ja Rule tries to imitate Tupac's image and act tough
Runnin' around talkin' shit that he ain't capable of
Ja Rule is spewing nonsense and making claims that he cannot fulfill
Now let me off this cocksucker, watch me handle you, nigga
Allow me to deal with you effectively once I am free from other obligations
If I recall, Violator used to manage you, nigga
As far as I remember, Violator used to be your manager
Then took a closer look and realized you was an impostor
After further examination, it became clear that you were a fraud
There's never been a Violator on a Murda Inc. roster
No artist signed to the record label Murda Inc. has been managed by Violator
Dumbass, now who shootin'? Ah, made you look
Who is in control now? I have caught your attention
You said Bus' singin' the same ol' hook, you stupid
You claimed that Busta Rhymes is performing the same repetitive chorus, displaying your ignorance
If y'all shootin', I take a look at your man, the bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
If you are attacking, take a closer look at your own colleague who accidentally injured himself in front of the Def Jam record label
Cheddar Bob ass niggas, start adjustin' your plan
You incompetent individuals, reevaluate your strategy
You let the streets down, nigga, 'pologize to your fans
You have disappointed the streets, apologize to your supporters
Watch you pull a lil' stunt like we ain't know what it was
We are aware of your petty actions, as if we were ignorant
Lil' faggot, desperate, tryna re-establish a buzz
You, a small-minded individual, are desperate and attempting to regain popularity
I know the shit is drivin' you crazy you wonderin' how
I understand that this situation is frustrating you, causing you confusion
The streets ain't never want you, Beatrice, what you gonna do now?
The streets never embraced or desired your presence, Ja Rule, what is your next course of action?
Now if you wanna beef with me, then I'm beefin' with you
If you want to start a conflict with me, I will fully engage in that conflict
I think about the game and what its like and what would it be without you
I reflect on the music industry and consider its state without your influence
You finished, I ain't tryna repeat this
Your career is over, and I have no interest in repeating this confrontation
Just 'cause I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness (oh shit)
Although I am calm and composed, that should not be mistaken for vulnerability
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Tyrone J. Wrice, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Rufus Lee Cooper, Katari T. Cox, Joseph Paquette, Yafeu A Fula, Bruce Washington
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Backkk in 2003
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Do u work with 50?
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How to get help with music studio
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People blame things ome
@shookone568
Em and 50 really gave Pac respect in this one...
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Nyasha Mapfumo 4 Real 💯
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50 is a pac clone. He got bigger muscles and traded the bandanna for a head band.
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Devin Cogswell dafuq man did you ever listen to one fucking song of him