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[Verse 1]
It’s 2002, everything was totally new
We were globally huge, watchin’ sales go through the roof
We wrote and we viewed it, Runyon Avenue soldiers included
A multitude of homies who would bounce for no good excuse
We were so bulletproof—wrote, souped and soaked in our youth
Thought we was runnin’ shit ’til we lost the sole of our shoe
The death of Doody broke us in two
We were thrown for a loop, ain’t none of us know what to do
And at the time I was goin’ through my own struggles too
So I wasn’t in no condition to be coachin’ us through
Everyone tried to go solo, really nobody blew
I was hopin’ they do, so I ain’t have to shoulder the crew
The plan was put everyone in position, so that they knew
How to stand on they own, and I don’t want to open up wounds
I just noticed that oomf was gone when we go in the booth
‘Cause the truth is, the moment that Proof died, so did the group

[Pre-Chorus]
If I could leave this world behind
I could open up my eyes and walk in a straight line
Turn to the river with you
Help me leave this all behind

[Chorus]
I’ma wash away my sins
I’ma rinse away this dirt
I forgot to make amends
To all the friends I may have hurt
I better stop and say my grace
From that I pray that I don’t fall
‘Cause on the way back down I may
End up runnin’ back into them all
I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones

[Verse 2]
It was never the same, and it’s bothered me since
And the farther we drift apart, the more awkward it gets
The more time goes by, the more life happens
And we gotta be men, we got responsibilities
Plus we don’t say how we feel, and I feel like this is what got us in
The debacle we’re in, been with you guys thick and thin
But it’s almost as if sometimes we’re not even friends
Which reminded me Biz, “Rockstar” was the shit
Y’all coulda got you a hit without me on the shit
If you would’ve put D12 on it, wish I coulda did
More than try talkin’ you into comin’ up off of it
I know it wasn’t my fault, but part of it probably is
I think of all of the trips to BET
And the rappers I wish that we woulda politicked with
Maybe y’all coulda clicked and got you some features
But that’s water under the bridge
But I’m washin’ my sins in it ’til my conscience is cleansed

[Pre-Chorus]
If I could leave this world behind
I could open up my eyes and walk in a straight line
Turn to the river with you
Help me leave this all behind

[Chorus]
I’ma wash away my sins
I’ma rinse away this dirt
I forgot to make amends
To all the friends I may have hurt
I better stop and say my grace
From that I pray that I don’t fall
‘Cause on the way back down I may
End up runnin’ back into them all
I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones

[Verse 3]
Bacardi and Hen’, never thought the party would end
One minute you’re bodyin’ shit, but then your audience splits
You can already sense the climate is startin’ to shift
To these kids you no longer exist
Went from rainin’ cats and dogs in this bitch
To tiny drops, lil’ drips
And by the time your reign is over, you’ll hardly be missed
You start thinkin’ of all the artists you gift, all the carnage you left
Is this the kinda Karma you get
For turnin’ your fuckin’ back on Bizzy, Kuniva and Swift?
A Freudian slip, subconsciously, I honestly wished
I ain’t feel so much guilt and y’all didn’t harbor resentment
But it’s hard to pretend that y’all ain’t got none
I just wish I had words

[Bridge]
But I guess they’re just honored for this
To my partners, I can’t say how sorry I am
This is not how I planned for our story to end
I love all of you, men
But I just can’t be the guy
Everybody depends on for entire careers
‘Cause that’s not even fair
I will always be here, but that spark isn’t there
And I don’t know how to recapture that time and that era
I’ve tried hearkening back to, but I’m fightin’ for air
I’m barely chartin’ myself
Feels like I’m under the sink, but it was not my intent—

[Verse 4]
To treat y’all like a stepping stone
Though I ain’t left no one behind, but we been down every road
Done all we possibly can, I know we kept our hopes up
But the longer we spend livin’ this lie that we live
The less is left for closure, so let’s let this go
It’s not goodbye to our friendship, but D12 is over

[Chorus]
I’ma wash away my sins
I’ma rinse away this dirt
I forgot to make amends
To all the friends I may have hurt
I better stop and say my grace
From that I pray that I don’t fall
‘Cause on the way back down I may
End up runnin’ back into them all
I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones
I never meant to make you feel like my stepping stones
I never meant to use you all for my stepping stones

[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops
They bed, iPod
Maybach, my bach
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Pay less, high-tops
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, ice spots

[Chorus: Eminem]
That’s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (whoa!)
Up on this mic, when we’re on it (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (woo!)
That’s how much we have in common
We are not alike, there’s not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9″]
I don’t do Jordans and Audemars
I do explosions and Molotovs
Y’all blowin’ smoke as if y’all ain’t washed
I blow the smoke from the car exhaust
Flyin’ to a party I am not invited to, feelin’ like the streets need me
I ain’t gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spyder move like C Breezy
I don’t gotta hire goons
I’d rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely
The sky is blue, the tie is new
The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy
While these dudes tryna figure out
How to do a freestyle as fly as me
I’m confused tryna figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G
Everybody doin’ chick joints
Probably rob these little dudes at fist point
Remember everybody used to bite Nickel
Now everybody doin’ Bitcoin
We don’t got nothin’ in common (no)
We don’t got nothin’ in common (no)
Y’all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups
On them uppers-and-downers (woo!)
I’m into stuff like doublin’ commas
Find me a brother who’s solid
To count the shit up and then bust the shit down
When the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down
We can not give a fuck, shit, a fuckin’ colonic
Sellin’ your cock and your butt for a follower
Possible cup, for dollars you powder sniff
Now you’re slippin’, call it a power trip, a product of politics
Y’all went from profit and toppin’ the charts
To dropped in the park in a pile of shit
Knowledge is power, but powerless
If you got it and you do not acknowledge it
Y’all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it
Hirin’ strippers, prostitute retirin’
We can spit it for ya advance
I’m fit to be king, you’re cut out to fit in Prince pants
You niggas—

[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops
They bed, iPod
Maybach, my bach
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Pay less, high-tops
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, ice spots

[Chorus: Eminem]
That’s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (whoa!)
Up on this mic, when we’re on it (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (woo!)
That’s how much we have in common
We are not alike, there’s not alike us

[Verse 2: Eminem]
You say you’re affiliated with murderers, killas (ayy)
The people you run with are thuggin’ (gang)
But you’re just a wannabe gunna (gang)
Like you was gonna do somethin’
Actin’ like you catchin’ bodies (ayy)
And you got juice, lil’ youngin, you’re buggin’
You ain’t never even been charged in connection with battery
Bitch, you ain’t plugged in to nothin’
Rap God spit lyrical bullets (boom)
And gats cock, your partners better tool up
This has not to do with muscular
But have guns for sure, you better put a
Strap on, in other words if you’re gonna
Roll up with your (gang) you’re gon’ need a Arsenal
‘Cause this bar is over your head
So you better have arms if you’re gonna pull up (skrrt)
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?
This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin’ himself
He wants to keep up his tough demeanor
So he does a feature, decides to team up with Nina
But next time you don’t gotta use Tech N9ne
If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun
And I’m talkin’ to you, but you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly
I don’t use sublims and sure as fuck don’t sneak-diss
But keep commentin’ on my daughter Hailie
I keep on tellin’ motherfuckers, bitches, in case you forgot really
I need Ja memories, jaw like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly
I respond rarely, but this time Shady ’bout to sound off
Like a fuckin’ cocked semi Glock, demi-god
Let me put a fucking silencer on this little non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin’ shots at me
You’re not ready, fool, break yourself like Rocksteady Crew
Obviously, I’m not gettin’ through
We can get it poppin’ like Redenbach, lettin’ off like Remy Ma
Heavy artillery, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell
With a motherfuckin’ heart bigger than Bizarre’s belly
Only time you’ll ever say I lost
You’ll be talkin’ ’bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy
Just to try to get me off and you better hope I don’t call Trick Trick
Bitch, this shit don’t fly in our city
Punk, you don’t disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy
Sold Dre my soul and I told him
The moment he signed me that I’ll be the most hated though made it soldier
There’s no shame, it’s okay to own it
‘Cause life is a bitch, she’s a bow-legged ho
But now those days are over
I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hangin’ over
My code name is groper, I roleplay with lotion
I fuck the whole world then I throw away the Trojan
Olay the hoes like with home-made explosives
I blow eighty holes in you
Don’t make me go in, I OJ the flows and I’m insult to injury
Rolex to Goldman I’m [?] tryna throw in [?]
They both hate to choke and my whole plate is soakin’
And I double-edge sworded ’cause one place I poke and
I stick and I turn in a rotatin’ motion
Invisible with the pen
I’m at the pinnacle of sick individuals
Take my dick and put the tip in at minimal
I’m fuckin’ these syllables
I let them lick on my genitals
I’m a fucking invincible, indefensible, despicable difficult prick
A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable
That you’re bitches are fuckin’ with, the original
I consider me and Nickel identical
But not us
The only thing we have in common is I’m a dick and you suck
Otherwise one has nuttin’ to do with the other
None comes close to skunk, bug, soldier
Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older
Sponge, mob, colder, none, rug, hoaster
Lug, nut, coaster, lung, jug roaster
Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster

[Chorus: Eminem]
That’s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (whoa!)
Up on this mic, when we’re on it (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That’s how much we have in common (woo!)
That’s how much we have in common
We are not alike, there’s not alike us—
(Man, fuck this shit, let’s go)

[Intro: will.i.am]
On and on, on and on, on and on
On and on, on and on, on and on
On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
Yup

[Chorus: will.i.am]
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 til’ a new year drop
To the, tick-tock yah don’t stop
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 til’ a new year drop
To the, tick-tock gyah don’t stop
To the, tick-tock gyah don’t stop
We keep it constant
Constant, constant (gyah don’t stop)
Constant (gyah don’t stop)

[Verse 1: ​apl.de.ap]
We be throwing down like Muhamaad
Niggas don’t be knwoing, rip and fliyin’ like commist
Stick with the tongue without the mouth vomit
Master the osng, we be writing these comics
Been a spirits, spiritual walfare
Spread the love, nothern and southern hemisphere
Like a beast talk it out of these stratosphere
We made it to the top and live on a prayer
Nation to nation, good vibration
Underground sound hit the whole population
Check the demonstration coming from the peace
Moving high velocity, no time to freeze
(music, please)

[Chorus: will.i.am]
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like the hand on a watch
To the, tick-tock gyah don’t stop
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 til’ a new year drop
To the, tick-tock gyah don’t stop
To the, tick-tock yah don’t stop
We keep it constant
Constant, constant (gyah don’t stop)
Constant (gyah don’t stop)

[Verse 2: Taboo]
My job is to take it to the next
I’ma move it to the supermarket, keep it complex
Spritually, mentally, we were connect
We do it intentianally for progress
First is the love, gotta spread the love effect
Second is the mind, gotta feed ’em intellect
Third is the body, gotta treat it with repect
‘Cause you don’t wanna be the ghost, be the spirit? Yes
One love, one tribe, staying colorblind
Inspired by Apple ’cause he’s really colorblind
We keep it on the positive ’cause it is hard to find
We keep it on the positive ’cause it is hard to find
We keep it constant
Constant (gyah don’t, gyah don’t stop), constant (gyah don’t stop)
Constant we go on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like the hand on a watch
To the, tick-tock gyah don’t stop
We go on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 til’ a new year drop

[Hook: will.i.am]
We keep it constant, constant, constant , constant, constant
We keep it constant, constant
Constant (gyah don’t stop)

[Verse 3: will.i.am]
Bring the tracks out, bring the bless out
I go co-trained with my sax out
Let’s go soul train, let’s go black out
Turn that bass up, let’s go max out
Brint the drums out, bring the beats out
Bring the mic out so we can speak out
When it’s lights out, we go freak out
I got freezed out so they can seize out
My check one-two I bring the heat out
I’m givin’ you somin’ new, somin’ to tweet about
Don’t be upset when bep out
Ain’t no quartaq, it just three out
Here’s the trio, one amigo, philapino, and a negro
Round the globe that’s just how we go
Ain’t no stopiing, ain’t no ego

[Bridge: Slick Rick]
Boy, you got it girl, caught me on fire
On and on and on and on and on
Boy you got it girl, takin’ me higher
Going, going, going, going, going
Boy, you got it girl, girl, giril
Girl, girl, girl
Boy you got it girl, feel the inspire
And I don’t wanna stop it if it’s wrong

[Chorus: will.i.am]
Gyah don’t stop
Constant, constant, constant
We keep it constant (gyah don’t), constant (stop), constant, constant
We keep it constant (gyah don’t stop), constant, constant, constant
We keep it constant (gyah don’t), constant (gyah don’t)
Gyah don’t stop

[Intro]
Ahaha niggas love turning this shit ol’ switcheroo-ass, bitch made motherfuckers, just be friends
Outlaw nigga, Westside, throw it up, get it up (never thought it would come through)
Hahaha.. used to had love for ’em, why you turnin’ on me?
Why me? Yeah nigga westside, how you do it boy?

[Verse 1]
I went from, nothin’ to somethin’ now they all wanna see me fallin’
And the player haters hate to see a thug nigga ballin’
They say we hate the East coast, but that’s funny
Got a lot of love for, any nigga gettin’ money
I made a song about my enemies and niggas tripped
It was hip-hop until 2Pac fucked Biggie bitch
Y’all niggas hypocrites and bitch made
Now either love me or hate me but real thug niggas get paid
Have me catchin’ cases all across the nation
I went from jail to bail to barely on probation
They got a player facin’ three strikes
And we might, just blast God bless the child, that can get cash
But all these niggas turnin’ and never learn
Got a long line of niggas player hatin’ me but gettin’ burned
Talk a lot of shit but you’s a trick in drag
Like the MAC make you fall back and stick yo’ ass for back stab

[Chorus]
Never thought it would come through
Used to had love for ’em, but now they turnin’ on me?
Why me?
Why y’all trippin’?
Heheha
Used to had love for ’em, but now they turnin’ on me?
Why me?

[Verse 2]
It, started so innocent, but ended in the fifth precinct
Although two juvenile delinquents, we still decent
Playin’ catch and kiss, used to diss the herbs
Fuck school we was skippin’ drink a fifth on the curb
Me and you, no closer two, while drinkin’ brew
What you need nigga? Anything at all come to me nigga
You can wear my clothes and my gold for the hoes
Gave you the keys to the jeep, offered my home as an open door
But then you picked a new direction, in the blink of an eye
My time away just made perfection, did you think I’d die?
I never got a single visit yet I carry on
All my old friends too busy now my money gone
Said I got raped in jail, picture that? {​*laughter*}​
Revenge is a payback bitch, get your gat
Fuck ​Wendy Williams​ and I pray you choke (fuck you, you fat bitch)
On the next dick down your throat
For turnin’ on me

[Chorus]
Used to had love for ’em, but now they turnin’ on me?
Why me?
Fat bitch can’t fuck with me
It’s Thug life biaatch
I used to had love for ’em, but now they turnin’ on me?
Why me?

[Outro]
I fuck around and put a hit on your fat ass
I put Jenny Craig on your fat ass, you fat troll
Anybody ever seen Wendy Williams​ fat ass?
Why you always wearin’ spandex, you fat bitch?
I know your pussy stinks, you fat ho’
I’m puttin’ Jenny Craig on you bitch
I’m about to put a twenty-thousand dollar, hit
Through Jenny Craig to come find yo’ ass
And put you in a fat farm, you fat bitch!
Thug Life, Outlaw, Westside bitch
It’s 2Pac so you know who said it
And for everybody who didn’t like what I said about that other trick
And Mobb Deep, fuck you too nigga!
If a nigga didn’t want to get talked about
He shouldn’ta stepped in the fuckin’ ring
If Tyson don’t want to get knocked out
He don’t step in the fuckin’ ring, that’s how the shit go
When Tyson get in the ring, he knock motherfuckers out!
Well that’s what 2Pac gon’ do
When niggas come against me, I’ma knock they punk ass out!
One way or the motherfuckin’ other
This old motherfuckin’ nigga in the South told me nigga
It’s more than one way to skin a cat
It’s more than one way to shoot a gat
It’s more than one way to die nigga
When I’m through, everybody cry nigga
This is how we do it
Why y’all turnin’ on me? Why me?

[TIMON, spoken]
Come on, gang! Let’s take it home!

(sung)
[ENSEMBLE]
Hakuna matata
Hakuna matata
Hakuna matata
Hakuna matata

[TIMON]
It means no worries
For the rest of your days
It’s our problem-free philosophy
Hakuna matata

[FEMALE SINGERS]
Can you feel it?
Can you feel the love tonight?

[FEMALE SINGER]
Can you feel the love tonight? (The love tonight)
The peace the evening brings (Can you feel the love tonight?)
The world for once in perfect harmony
With all its living things

[ENSEMBLE]
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

[SCAR]
Be prepared for the coup of a century
Be prepared for the murkiest scam (Ha-ha-ha)
Meticulous planning (Meticulous planning)
Tenacity spanning (Tenacity spanning)
Decades of denial (Decades of denial)
Is simply why I’ll (Is simply why)
Be king undisputed
Respected, saluted
And seen for the wonder I am
(Ooo-ooo-ooo)
Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

[MALE SINGER]
Come on
Let every creature go for broke and sing (Let every creature sing)
Let’s hear it in the herd and on that wing (Let’s hear it on the wing)
It’s gonna be a super awesome thing!
Oh, I just can’t wait to be king (Just can’t wait)
You know I just can’t wait to be king (Just can’t wait)
(Oh, I just can’t wait) No, I just can’t wait
To be king!

[FEMALE SINGER]
Oh, it’s the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love (Love)
(‘Til we find our place) ‘Til we find our place
(On the path unwinding) Oh, on that path unwinding
(In the Circle, Circle of Life) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Circle of Life!)
(In the Circle) I want to
(In the Circle) To the land in the
(In the Circle) Circle of Life
(The Circle of Life!)
(In the Circle) Come on now
(In the Circle) Take me to the
(In the Circle) That-a Circle
(The Circle of Life!) Oh-oh-oh
(The Circle of Life!) Yeah-e-ah-e-ah-e-ah-e-ah-e-ah-e-ah
(The Circle of Life!)

[MALE SINGER]
And it moves us all (Circle, Circle of Life)

[FEMALE SINGER]
Through despair and hope (Circle, Circle of Life)

[MALE SINGER]
‘Til we find our place (Circle, Circle of Life)

[FEMALE SINGER]
On that path unwinding

[ENSEMBLE]
In the Circle (Oh yeah-ea-h)
In the Circle (Oh-oh-oh)
In the Circle (Yeah-ea-h)
The Circle of Life
Circle of… Life!