Beef Wit Us

[Intro: ItsTheReal] Yeah You bitch You motherfucker You dumb bitch You stupid motherfucker You feel me? Nah Nah, you don't feel me You know why? Cause you dead, motherfucker Do you hear me? Nah Nah, you don't hear me You know why? Cause you dead, motherfucker That's right, that's what you get for fucking with us Fuck you, you dead motherfucker That's what you get for fucking with us and Maino Now we're gonna talk our shit Yeah Not now, but...closer to now Like now! [Hook: Eric and Jeff] You don't want beef wit us Or our friend Maino! We bring the streets wit us Our friend Maino! We carry heat wit us Our friend Maino! You can't compete wit us Or our friend Maino! [Verse 1: ItsTheReal] [E]Got something to say, say it to Maino's face Dudes wanna trip, Maino will put you in a suitcase [J] Maino does the dirty work, Spic and Span, Mr. Clean Knuckle sandwich all day with a hit of Listerine [E] You don't want to try us, our parents spoiled us rotten We cry over spilled milk; rest in peace, never forgotten [J] If we got a problem, yo, he'll solve it Check out your neck while Maino revolves it [E] Question Jeff, you're 'bout to learn the hard way People get nosy, Maino hit 'em with the nasal spray [J] Welcome to the house of pain, take your shoes off at the door Maino's got fists of fury, and we've got a couple more [E] We'll have you eating through a straw cause you's a sucker Me, Jeff, and Maino, we're one bad motherfucker, for real [J] Ski mask and boots on, coming back from Aspen You Mr. Potato Head, Maino get to mashing [Hook] [Hook 2] You don't want beef wit us Or our friend Maino! We bring the streets wit us Our friend Maino! We carry heat wit us Our friend Maino! You can't compete wit us Go get 'em, Maino! [Verse 2: Maino] I don't know the Maino that they talking 'bout Cause I don't like problems -- I'd rather talk it out Rather speak to you, so we can squash the beef I'm not a violent man, and I don't pack heat I'm a nice guy, I wear glasses now I'm a different dude, I wouldn't blast you now And I don't want drama, guess I'm a changed man Church on every Sunday -- giving praise, man See, I'm not a thug; let's get it understood Live in a big house -- I don't rep the hood And as a matter of fact, they don't want me back My friends are businessmen, they not selling crack Wouldn't bust a grape, wouldn't hurt a fly The shit they rapping 'bout, I'm not that guy So if you hear this track, please pay no attention Cause they gon' get me killed for all the things they mention [Hook] [Outro: ItsTheReal] You know, I was doing some thinking. Maybe we should be the bigger people and we should apologize Yeah. If nothing else, we have manners When I said, "You put the 'bitch' in 'obituary,' I totally didn't mean that. It was taken out of context When I said that we were gonna put you in the ground and hope that a tree grows out of it, it was done with the best of intentions Look, when I said, 'Fuck your life,' I was talking about the cereal. Everyone knows I'm a Cheerios guy