[Intro: morning Haha, wake your mother asses up You with us or Well come on then, you what time it is Stop sleepin on my bitch!
[Verse 1: For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my ass Cause have da last lips to ever kiss ass with ( kiss ) I just can't get past these little wanna be rauny bad asses so bad And they so mad they stand it Cause we can and they can't (Haawk) And they handle it like a man And that's when it happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and back into that shit Maybe I'm old fashioned but my Is to anyone rappin without havin a slappin me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now But it all depends on just how far it get's on the mic Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna it Cause if I get over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy When you diss me cause they bounce off me like bullets do fifty! I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me I'm gone Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a acci-dently (argghhh!!) I do this Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?
[Chorus: mornin' everybody good mornin' Kick shoes off mother fuckers come on in Cause we get it on until the of dawn an Wake your ass up quit yawnin Cause we ain't till 6 in the mornin So a sing along with the words to the song an If you don't know the words and you sing along then Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an in Everybody good
2: Swifty] Its in the pitted me of a beef starter In a with heat it's hard to keep me without one snubs I'm walkin clubs with a shotgun Constantly popin slugs hot son, better not run The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to ain't concious In a house of dark shit, I'ma gothic death prophet, you breathin You die quicker than mach speed without It ain't about you readin When you meet me better speak a season's greetins that or we'll be beefin free when You niggaz a 'E' just to speak shit! Your leader is a bitch the heater where you can reach quick I snipe you with it and we won't keep it a secret Nigga I did it from a mind of a patient When glocks wave you can save conversation for satan You
Eminem] Good mornin' everybody good Kick your shoes off mother come on in Cause we get it on until the of dawn an your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin Cause we ain't till 6 in the mornin So have a along with the words to the song an If you don't know the and you can't sing along then like you know 'em motherfucker an join in Everybody mornin'
3: Kon Artis] Yo yo I heard you don't like us But so this beef is like 'What the fuck did he say in his rap I can see he's just a punk I mean these niggaz on me Please I'm guts I don't need no enemies, as my a couple trucks Am I empty seein them white I out them white to fight you In front of every reporter that I don't No need for metaphores I get across when I write So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, shit I like you, WHAT!" I as well give this up like heavy sales And just fuck an leave D12 and this We can't self I've felt it this much on fellas, get up We got to fight like last night of his life come on
[Verse 4: I walk with a limp, hangin off-a the hip I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when a fith Your carcus is split even the beef is partially We can't take you serious, you a skit You probaly that you could be out shootin them G's But the only thing you shoot is the I can't believe you speaking on movin But every time we hear you it The only that you sellin is wolf tickets I look wicked cause will test your nut sack So when they bust you better back And get your guts clapped outa your And when want it (yeah) I bring a hundred from runave So get to and if you comin
Eminem] Good mornin' good mornin' Kick shoes off mother fuckers come on in Cause we get it on until the break of an Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the So have a sing along the words to the song an If you don't know the words and you sing along then like you know 'em motherfucker an join in Everybody mornin'