[Guard] Mr. Yayo, you're free to go So I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow [Eminem] Yeah (Haha) Guess who's home!? Tony Yayo! Obie Trice! Come on! CHORUS [Eminem] I'm a Drama Setter, gripping my berretta sipping Armaretta Man you crazy if you think I'ma let up I told you I'm a Drama Setter I'll be the first to set it homie you can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda Man 'cause I'm a Drama Setter I don't go looking for no trouble but somehow the trouble always finds me Don't make me have you in the trauma center With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying She just don't know it's just your karma catching up 'cause I'm a Drama Setter [Tony Yayo] I'll poke you man I'm Riker's Island Pokemon I got G.O.'s bringin' me Filet Mignon But now a nigga home looking frail in a drop With a bitch shotgun that's inhaling the cock I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops And got glocks in the lex so we ride behind cops On broke days we used to put water in our cereal Now we crossing borders just to shoot another video It's Tony Montano, full body armor Soning niggas like Alfredo in the Godfather Two shot revolver, that Dillinger shit In the A-R 15, Bentley or Six We taking trips to Morocco just to tan We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool million I'll put money on your hairline, your dime and your children Chorus [Obie Trice] Since Yayo is home, them A-R's is drawn Obie's Guerrilla Unit, fuck affilia-tion We are one, it is senseless, for you to prevent this The 40, cal'll put you up under some photosynthesis At any given instant, another incident You just got a glimpse of Obie and Yay's temperament And we holding them K's that's why homie won't age Isn't it that Tony's enraged they throw him in cages But now my nigga's loose, our crews is bulletproof All brought to you from whom's pupils, baby blues His short fuses, put your portrait on the news Nigga them screws is loose when you fucking with them Shady dudes Chorus [Tony Yayo] Got fat while I was gone, but now I'm here And y'all rappers only bust shots only in fear Chinchillas on my back, itchy fingers on the mac Get scrilla off of crack, get fifty's shooter back Listen homie, don't let them niggas amp you money 'Cause I got niggas in Queens that kill for pamper money Move like Kaiser, Jayson Williams slaughter the driver My daughter Maniyah, know that the kid spit fire Reality rap, nigga check my salary cap I give guns to my soldiers with a battery pack What you know about light planes and heavy coke And them drugs being smuggled on them fast speed boats It's the rap tycoon, Tony you all know me See me on MTV I'm a parole I was out for 12 hours and went right back in For three hots and 1 cot doin' time in the pen Chorus [Tony Yayo] Yeah nigga! Thank you Marshall [Eminem] No problem [Tony Yayo] We don't stop (Naaaaww!) Save the best for the last Talk of New York, "Thoughts of a Predicate Felon" baby [Eminem] Yeah man! [Tony Yayo] Blue Hefner, Lloyd Banks Buck Marley, Young Buck, Curtis "Interscope" Jackson [Eminem] "Shady/Aftermath" Mathers [Tony Yayo] Olivia [Eminem] O. Trice, Stat Quo [Tony Yayo] We gon' keep getting this money Y'all rappers gon' keep hating [Tony Yayo & Eminem] Fuck y'all (Haha) [Tony Yayo] Y'all want problems, I'm built for this shit Shady/Aftermath, G Unit We run this rap shit