作词 : Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/Obie Trice/Earl Simmons/Shatek King

作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/Obie Trice/Earl Simmons/Shatek King

I ain't gonna eat I ain't gonna sleep

Ain't gonna breathe til I see what I wanna see

And what I wanna see is you go to sleep i n the dirt

Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work

For me, it just wouldn't be sufficient enough

Cuz we are just gonna be enemies

As long as we breathe, I don't ever see either of us，

Coming to terms where we can agree

There ain't gonna be no reason speaking with me

You speak on my seed, then me no speakin Eng-less

So we gonna beef and keep on beefin unless

you're gonna agree to meet with me in the flesh

A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen

And you're gonna see this gangsta pee on himself

Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies

When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only

We never met, but best believe you gon' know me

When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony

Come on, b***h, show me, pick me up, throw me

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me

You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful

I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too!

Now go to sleep nigga

Die, mother****er, die! Ugh, time's up, b***h, close ya eyes

Go to sleep, niggas! (what?)

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes？

And go to sleep nigga! (what?)

Die mother****er die, bye, bye, mother****er, bye, bye! Go to sleep nigga! (what?)

Why are you still alive? Why, die mother****er, ah, ah, ah......（Go to sleep nigga!

We got you niggas, nervous

On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless

You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please

You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third

You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin

We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when

You **** with a label overseein the Earth

And as I mold, I become a curse

So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf

Depicts fiction in his verse，And as I breathe, and you be deceased

The world believe you deceived just to speak

You'se not the streets you'se the desk

Use not your chest nigga, use a vest

Now go to sleep nigga

Die, mother****er, die! Ugh, time's up, b***h, close ya eyes

Go to sleep, nigga! (what?)

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes？

And go to sleep nigga! (what?)

Die mother****er die, bye, bye, mother****er, bye, bye! Go to sleep nigga! (what?)

Why are you still alive? Why, die mother****er, ah, ah, ah......（Go to sleep nigga!

Hey dog, I'm walk like a beast, talk like the streets

Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet

Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going

shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin

But I'm keep growing, getting larger than life

Easy-going with the same one that started the fight

He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite

Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight

Cuz it's all good, it's all right

Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back

Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sack

Blood Line, and, we can go track for track

Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

Now go to sleep nigga

Die, mother****er, die! Ugh, time's up, b***h, close ya eyes

Go to sleep, niggas! (what?)

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes？

And go to sleep nigga! (what?)

Die mother****er die, bye, bye, mother****er, bye, bye! Go to sleep nigga! (what?)，

Why are you still alive? Why, die mother****er, ah, ah, ah......（Go to sleep nigga!

All you mother****ers! take that！

Here, take this too, nigga! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo!

We're killin all you mother****ers dead, all you！

Fake ass gangsters!No more press! No more press!

Rot, mother****ers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, nigga, in the mother****ing dirt

Die nameless, nigga, die nameless! No more fame!

Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha

Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha。