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* Fart

[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No what people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No matter what you may
I'm gon' keep my thing

One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, bald men decided to write
And teach Mouseketeers to
stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad
Club and swear at Christina
I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist a therapist
With a hair up his ass a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The who visits the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the school
Get with a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit shit
Sniff sticks like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

Yo I leave with no
After I four in ya
One handstand on top of your
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of like Tony Atlas
Walking with in a laundry basket
America's most with the army us
Fuck we take what's yours
Unload like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who it from arsonists?
Paper make pens filled with
I got hoes don't know what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your barber
?
I out camps in to crystal lakes
And bitches face is what I'mma do
Cause what white boy Tyno do

So how's everybody doing
Hope you in the mood to get
To screw and to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my if y'all don't wanna bump to this

So how's everybody feeling
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

No what people say
I'm keep rapping this way
No matter you may think
I'm keep doing my thing

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip your lips off my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm what's happening with no
Doc rob Dinero the heat come
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the nose them hoes is hard to breathe from
the gat your town bow guarded
Your wallet, your chain the main
Beef is like cold engine, don't it
Bust in the air and hit an airplane
We you, rap surround sounds around you
ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood with 2Paclypse and them
It's like Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the stock inside the lunch box
Pop junk I just got jumped
Pop the and pull out the shotgun pump
wood, it's all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the
an automatic calling me up there
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn tinted
Pull your out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
Shop through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's living wall
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to piss a off with this
Pop more pills than officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my if y'all don't wanna bump to this

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep this way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep doing my

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep my thing
No matter, OH!