The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Makaveli, rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a 12 gauge shot it (feel me) (come get me)
And Ja said he shall be (if you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never ride with Ja)
Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest
Come get me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
Bitches wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's listenin'
See 50 comin' for me, oh my God ma, my position
No one'll pay attention to me
Please Gotti, here I go, give me this pill
Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible
Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams
Like I'm Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennessey
Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm crazy
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fucked from this shit
I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Sayin mothafucker's name's before somebody fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
Come get me
Mothafucker if you want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Get off that E
Before you try to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La-la-la-la-la-la-locked
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell, G-Unit, mothafucker, we ballin'
Catch me count cheese and when I'm callin', can you accept my call?
C.O. let me sip on Hennessey, "Can I sip some more?"
Hell, I done been to jail, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
Mothafuckers thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it
Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital, took 9 like me
You live in fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
When your lil' sweet ass gon' come out of the closet?
Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out
Next time grown folks talkin', bitch, close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real niggas ballin' to let these bitch niggas beat me
Black, you's a mothafuckin' punk and you can see me with gloves
Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with your ugly ass mug
And you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's goin' on
Nigga, payback, Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Witnessed me strapped with MACs, you know I don't play that
All these old rappers tryna advance
It's all over now, take it like a man, haha
Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryna player-hate on my shit, man, eat a fat dick
Lovin' this shit that's how you made me
Feelin' like I got you niggas crazy (uh-huh)
Against all odds, hopin' my thug mothafuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
21 gun salute, bitch
Ayo, I've been one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core
Ayy, Jeffrey, what the fuck you come involvin' me for?
It's been a long time comin' like a blessin' to a check you
See 106 and Park fans don't even fuckin' respect you
It's kinda funny, wannabe Pac, wanna fake like he thug
Runnin' around talkin' shit that he ain't capable of
Now let me off this cocksucker, watch me handle you, nigga
If I recall, Violator used to manage you, nigga
Then took a closer look and realized you was an impostor
There's never been a Violator on a Murda Inc. roster
Dumbass, now who shootin'? Ah, made you look
You said Bus' singin' the same ol' hook, you stupid
If y'all shootin', I take a look at your man, the bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
Cheddar Bob ass niggas, start adjustin' your plan
You let the streets down, nigga, 'pologize to your fans
Watch you pull a lil' stunt like we ain't know what it was
Lil' faggot, desperate, tryna re-establish a buzz
I know the shit is drivin' you crazy you wonderin' how
The streets ain't never want you, Beatrice, what you gonna do now?
Now if you wanna beef with me, then I'm beefin' with you
I think about the game and what its like and what would it be without you
You finished, I ain't tryna repeat this
Just 'cause I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness (oh shit)
It was fun
Next time you got a problem, man
Address me before you try to make shit a public issue, homie
Now I'ma return back to my regular self
And have fun again
One
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a 12 gauge shot it (feel me) (come get me)
And Ja said he shall be (if you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never ride with Ja)
Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest
Come get me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
Bitches wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's listenin'
See 50 comin' for me, oh my God ma, my position
No one'll pay attention to me
Please Gotti, here I go, give me this pill
Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible
Now all of a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams
Like I'm Pac but I'm not, enemies, Hennessey
Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm crazy
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fucked from this shit
I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Sayin mothafucker's name's before somebody fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
Come get me
Mothafucker if you want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Get off that E
Before you try to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La-la-la-la-la-la-locked
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell, G-Unit, mothafucker, we ballin'
Catch me count cheese and when I'm callin', can you accept my call?
C.O. let me sip on Hennessey, "Can I sip some more?"
Hell, I done been to jail, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
Mothafuckers thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it
Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital, took 9 like me
You live in fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
When your lil' sweet ass gon' come out of the closet?
Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out
Next time grown folks talkin', bitch, close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real niggas ballin' to let these bitch niggas beat me
Black, you's a mothafuckin' punk and you can see me with gloves
Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with your ugly ass mug
And you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's goin' on
Nigga, payback, Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Witnessed me strapped with MACs, you know I don't play that
All these old rappers tryna advance
It's all over now, take it like a man, haha
Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryna player-hate on my shit, man, eat a fat dick
Lovin' this shit that's how you made me
Feelin' like I got you niggas crazy (uh-huh)
Against all odds, hopin' my thug mothafuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
21 gun salute, bitch
Ayo, I've been one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core
Ayy, Jeffrey, what the fuck you come involvin' me for?
It's been a long time comin' like a blessin' to a check you
See 106 and Park fans don't even fuckin' respect you
It's kinda funny, wannabe Pac, wanna fake like he thug
Runnin' around talkin' shit that he ain't capable of
Now let me off this cocksucker, watch me handle you, nigga
If I recall, Violator used to manage you, nigga
Then took a closer look and realized you was an impostor
There's never been a Violator on a Murda Inc. roster
Dumbass, now who shootin'? Ah, made you look
You said Bus' singin' the same ol' hook, you stupid
If y'all shootin', I take a look at your man, the bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
Cheddar Bob ass niggas, start adjustin' your plan
You let the streets down, nigga, 'pologize to your fans
Watch you pull a lil' stunt like we ain't know what it was
Lil' faggot, desperate, tryna re-establish a buzz
I know the shit is drivin' you crazy you wonderin' how
The streets ain't never want you, Beatrice, what you gonna do now?
Now if you wanna beef with me, then I'm beefin' with you
I think about the game and what its like and what would it be without you
You finished, I ain't tryna repeat this
Just 'cause I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness (oh shit)
It was fun
Next time you got a problem, man
Address me before you try to make shit a public issue, homie
Now I'ma return back to my regular self
And have fun again
One
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