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[Eminem](Redman) Yo (Yo) Look! (Yo)
No matter people say I'm gon' rapping this way No what you may think I'm keep doing my thing
One of the worst things yo I am a fag i at rapin yo Is fat, men decided to write songs And Mouseketeers to sing I'll stick Britney in a room full of mirrors So she gets fifty of bad luck Club and swear at Aguilera When I her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara (Bitch!) You of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his Got a habit of holding in his hands Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands (So who is it?) The who visits the playground two biscuits to lay down the school district Get pissed with a whip a Marseburg With a pistol and fed pit bull shit Sniff sticks like I give two shits If I get too I just get sued
Yo I leave with no I blow four in ya One on top of your ninja Crashin' Doc the madness We all out of work like Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry America's most with the army us flossin' we take what's yours Unload fifteen an ace and four I'm out of work but Doc laid off (Shit! The out) The is off Yo who target it arsonists? Paper make pens with arsenic I got hoes that don't know what is Doc can shave up, cut barber miss ? I turn out in to crystal lakes And fuck bitches face is I'mma do Cause that's what white boy do
So how's everybody tonight? Hope you in the mood to get To and to fight Cause uh we down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all wanna bump to this
So how's everybody feeling Hope you in the mood to get And to fight Cause uh we getting down for the of it So suck my dick if you don't bump
No what people say I'm keep rapping this way No matter you may think I'm gon' doing my thing
Yo when my gat it hospital son admitted Rip your lips off my ass with it Slap bitches, Doc, Maths.. (Print it!) Weed x and tabs did it I'm what's happening no rerun Doc rob Dinero when the come My barrel out the Camero Aimed at the nose when hoes is hard to breathe from Flash the gat town bow guarded wallet, your chain the main target Beef is like engine, don't start it in the air and hit an airplane pilot We pound you, rap surround around you From ten speed and brown Doc and Eminem, the M&M Blood flows with 2Paclypse and It's like Funk
Mr. Punk Got the stock inside the lunch box Pop junk like I got jumped Pop the trunk and pull out the pump wood, it's all good Thank God for But with my luck, probably get shot by a stalker Probably got a Fanatic upstairs in the attic an automatic calling me up there My man with a gat in his hand my house out in a damn tinted Sedan Pull your mouth out till you can't a damn Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam You sip through a straw Shop lift the mall Pictures of me on my living room wall Hey ma maybe I'll give you a SIKE! YOU BITCH! Suck a dick and two I'm you all my shocking script Which is to piss a priest off with Pop pills than police officers Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, off my balls But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all Cause I'm so goddamn off the I might as well be a painting on the floor
So how's feeling tonight? Hope you in the mood to get And to fight Cause uh we getting down for the of it So suck my dick if you wanna bump
So how's everybody tonight? Hope you in the mood to get To screw and to Cause uh we getting down for the of it So suck my dick if don't wanna bump to this
No matter what say I'm gon' keep this way No what you may think I'm gon' doing my thing
No matter people say I'm keep doing my thing No matter, OH!