Hail Mary
Eminem Lyrics

Makaveli, rest in peace
Tupac Shakur, may you rest in peace

Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Irv Gotti, consumed too much Bacardi, affecting his judgment

Mouth like a 12 gauge shot it (feel me) (come get me)
Speaking aggressively like a gunshot, challenging others

And Ja said he shall be (if you mothafuckers want Shady)
Ja Rule claims that if people want Eminem's style, he will deliver

The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
Referring to himself as the successor to Tupac's legacy

To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never ride with Ja)
To guide the industry towards Eminem's perspective, refusing to associate with Ja Rule

Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Emphasizing the directive to follow his lead

Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest
Preserving his mesh vest as a tribute to Tupac's iconic style

You ain't no killa, you a pussy
You are not a true gangster, you are weak

That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
Ecstasy has made you overly emotional and soft

Bitches wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
Women with low standards supporting Ja Rule, quoting his lyrics

In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
Ja Rule plagiarizing Tupac's work, as if he had written it himself

You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's listenin'
Ja Rule and his crew hypocritically praying that their words go unheard

See 50 comin' for me, oh my God ma, my position
Realizing 50 Cent is coming after him and feeling vulnerable

No one'll pay attention to me
Feeling neglected and insignificant

Please Gotti, here I go, give me this pill
Begging for Irv Gotti's approval and requesting drugs for escape

Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible
Ecstasy has made him feel unbeatable

Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams
Experiencing a sudden burst of anger and aggression

Like I'm Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennessey
Attempting to mimic Tupac's intensity, but fueled by alcohol and enmity

Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm crazy
Putting on a facade of greatness while acknowledging his own instability

Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Feeling overwhelmed and desperate for someone to intervene in his destructive behavior

Some say my brain is all corrupted, fucked from this shit
Speculation that his drug abuse has severely damaged his mental state

I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Feeling trapped and addicted to drugs, even though he knows he should quit

Sayin mothafucker's name's before somebody fucks me up
Continuously mentioning people's names in order to provoke them into attacking him

Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
Asserting that there are no weak individuals on his side and expressing hostility towards his enemies

Get off that E
Stop using ecstasy

Before you try to come and fuck with me
Before you attempt to challenge or confront me

It's Aftermath here now
The Aftermath record label is currently in power

Shady Records got it locked
Eminem's record label, Shady Records, has complete control

La-la-la-la-la-la-locked
Emphasizing their absolute control and dominance

Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Prisons are filled with people who made ambitious promises

Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Those foolish individuals don't appreciate the valuable time they are wasting

Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Existing within the prison system, relying on his female associates to supply him with contraband

Hustle hard from a cell, G-Unit, mothafucker, we ballin'
Despite being incarcerated, G-Unit continues to hustle and be successful

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?'
Correctional officer allows him to drink Hennessey, and he wants more alcohol

Hell, I done been to jail, I ain't scared
Having experienced jail before, he is not afraid

Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
His mother searching for him in his bedroom, but he is absent

I got a head with no screws in it
Metaphorically, his mind is disorganized and unstable

Mothafuckers thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it
Those foolishly attempting to thwart 50 Cent's progress are delusional

Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me
Ja Rule falsely believing that he leads a similar lifestyle to 50 Cent

Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital, took 9 like me
Ja Rule claiming he survived being shot nine times, trying to emulate 50 Cent's story

You live in fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
Ja Rule residing in a world of delusions, and 50 Cent refusing to accept his false claims

When your lil' sweet ass gon' come out of the closet?
Challenging Ja Rule to reveal his true sexual orientation and stop pretending

Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out
Ja Rule questioning why DMX publicly disparaged him

Next time grown folks talkin', bitch, close your mouth
Instructing Ja Rule to stop interfering in mature conversations

Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Notice me, I am deeply invested in this conflict

Done seen too many real niggas ballin' to let these bitch niggas beat me
Having witnessed many authentic individuals succeed, refusing to be defeated by weak individuals

Black, you's a mothafuckin' punk and you can see me with gloves
Addressing Ja Rule as a coward who needs protection and can confront him only with gloves

Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with your ugly ass mug
Stop frightening innocent children with your unattractive face

And you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
Ja Rule can try to convince his associates of whatever he wishes

But you and I know what's goin' on
However, both 50 Cent and Ja Rule are aware of the truth

Nigga, payback, Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Seeking revenge, addressing someone named Tah who has a history of cowardice

Witnessed me strapped with MACs, you know I don't play that
Having seen him armed with MAC-10 guns, knowing he has no tolerance for games

All these old rappers tryna advance
Critiquing older rappers attempting to make a comeback

It's all over now, take it like a man, haha
Their career is finished, and they should accept it with dignity

Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Irv Gotti appearing physically unattractive and unhealthy, similar to Larry Holmes

Tryna player-hate on my shit, man, eat a fat dick
Trying to undermine his success, but he dismisses their efforts contemptuously

Lovin' this shit that's how you made me
Enjoying the confrontational aspect that this industry has instilled in him

Feelin' like I got you niggas crazy (uh-huh)
Believing that he has driven his rivals to madness

Against all odds, hopin' my thug mothafuckers know
Defying all opposition, hoping his loyal and tough supporters are aware

This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Considering this song to be the most authentic and honest piece he has composed

Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
Regardless of the challenges, continuing to work in the studio while using drugs

To the truest shit I ever spoke
Dedicating this song to the most genuine words he has ever expressed

21 gun salute, bitch
With great respect and admiration, saluting his triumphant presence

Ayo, I've been one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core
Addressing himself, acknowledging his humility, and representing the streets wholeheartedly

Ayy, Jeffrey, what the fuck you come involvin' me for?
Directing a question towards Ja Rule, questioning why he is getting himself involved

It's been a long time comin' like a blessin' to a check you
The situation has been long anticipated, similar to receiving an awaited payment

See 106 and Park fans don't even fuckin' respect you
Even the fans of 106 & Park, a popular music video show, do not hold him in high regard

It's kinda funny, wannabe Pac, wanna fake like he thug
Mocking Ja Rule for trying to imitate Tupac and pretending to be a gangster

Runnin' around talkin' shit that he ain't capable of
Ja Rule spreading false rumors and speaking about things he cannot accomplish

Now let me off this cocksucker, watch me handle you, nigga
Releasing his anger, ready to confidently confront and overpower Ja Rule

If I recall, Violator used to manage you, nigga
Reminding Ja Rule that he was previously managed by Violator, a now defunct management company

Then took a closer look and realized you was an impostor
Recognizing Ja Rule's true nature after a more thorough examination

There's never been a Violator on a Murda Inc. roster
Pointing out that Violator, which managed 50 Cent, never worked with Murder Inc. label

Dumbass, now who shootin'? Ah, made you look
Taunting Ja Rule, questioning who the real aggressor is and mocking his gullibility

You said Bus' singin' the same ol' hook, you stupid
Ja Rule accusing Busta Rhymes of using the same repetitive hooks, showing his ignorance

If y'all shootin', I take a look at your man, the bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
Confronting Ja Rule and pointing out his associate's embarrassing actions at Def Jam

Cheddar Bob ass niggas, start adjustin' your plan
Mocking Ja Rule's crew by comparing them to Cheddar Bob, a character who unintentionally shot himself in the film 8 Mile

You let the streets down, nigga, 'pologize to your fans
Disappointing the streets and demanding Ja Rule to apologize to his supporters

Watch you pull a lil' stunt like we ain't know what it was
Observing Ja Rule attempt a small trick, underestimating their awareness

Lil' faggot, desperate, tryna re-establish a buzz
Labeling Ja Rule as a desperate person, attempting to regain his popularity

I know the shit is drivin' you crazy you wonderin' how
Aware that his words are infuriating Ja Rule, causing him to question his next move

The streets ain't never want you, Beatrice, what you gonna do now?
Pointing out that the streets have never supported Ja Rule and challenging him to respond

Now if you wanna beef with me, then I'm beefin' with you
If Ja Rule desires a conflict, then 50 Cent is ready to engage in it

I think about the game and what its like and what would it be without you
Considering the rap industry and imagining its state if Ja Rule did not exist

You finished, I ain't tryna repeat this
Declaring that Ja Rule is done and there is no need to repeat this confrontation

Just 'cause I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness (oh shit)
Warning Ja Rule not to mistake his calm demeanor for vulnerability

It was fun
Expressing that the confrontation was enjoyable or entertaining

Next time you got a problem, man
In the future, if you have an issue, man

Address me before you try to make shit a public issue, homie
Speak to me directly instead of making the matter a public spectacle, friend

Now I'ma return back to my regular self
Reverting to his usual demeanor and behavior

And have fun again
Reaffirming his intention to enjoy himself once more

One
Concluding the song with a single word, possibly indicating unity or finality