[Intro: Eminem]
Woo!!! Yeah!!! Remix!!! (50 Cent: Ha Ha!!!)
Lloyd Banks!!! (Lloyd Banks: Uh Huh!!!) Ha Ha!!!
[Verse 1: Eminem]
It`s like a throne that he don`t even own
He won`t sit down give him a crown he just throws it around
It`s like a joke he`s like a king but he don`t do a thing
He don`t want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry
He don`t want the room and he don`t want the loot he`s in it for the sport
Runnin circles `round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support but he ain`t beggin for it
And you can love and you can hate it
but you can`t ignore it, you can`t be that ignorant
But you can try to sell him short
But you can`t fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was born to raise hell like them country boys
And If I`m frontin then you better come confront me for it
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
This is the story of a warrior and now you know it
True warriors go ahead and make some noise
It ain`t healthy to be makin niggaz paranoid
Hit your corner with my weapon I don`t need my boys
I`m doin a hundred twenty in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thang
Don`t give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
He`s straight outta a neighborhood where niggaz hate
To see you blow and eat your dinner off a bigger plate
There stomachs ache while he`s loungin in the big estate
And he hops in a hundred thousand where the nigga stay, houses with a bigger gate
Houndin him`s a big mistake, he won`t surrender he`ll rather give up a rib to break
Cause he remembers when they wouldn`t lend a helpin hand
Till he was sittin on green like a Celtics fan
Created a buzz to where you gotta mention his name
When you discussin the illest playa that`s in the game
And he`s ridin with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and `em
G-Unit Records ain`t a motherfucker stoppin them
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
This is the story of a warrior and now you know it
True warriors go ahead and make some noise
It ain`t healthy to be makin niggaz paranoid
Hit your corner with my weapon I don`t need my boys
I`m doin a hundred twenty in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thang
Don`t give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
He`s no magician man the kid does something out of nothin
So that nigga`s from his hood act like he owes him somethin
They talk crazy till they send niggaz to where to buck him
Ask him if it`s a problem and he`ll say nah it`s nothin
He was gonna help `em out but since they funny fuck `em
He don`t care how they feel they can hate him or love him
He held his own on his own the kid is really thuggin
He`s rich now he ain`t change so niggaz think he buggin
He bulletproof everything cause niggaz try and buck him
Keeps two pistols I`ll show you where he tuck `em
Niggaz say they `gon get at him but they can`t touch him
Try to catch you slippin then creepin he start bussin
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
This is the story of a warrior and now you know it
True warriors go ahead and make some noise
It ain`t healthy to be makin niggaz paranoid
Hit your corner with my weapon I don`t need my boys
I`m doin a hundred twenty in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thang
Don`t give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game
[Outro: Nate Dogg]
I can give you niggaz somethin you can talk about
I can turn your smile upside down
You ain`t no G you a fuckin clown
I can take your girl and tu-turn her out
Don`t hold it in let it all out
I can give you fuckers somethin to be mad about
Invite her in send her back out
With my DNA all in her mouth
