[Intro- Yea Detroit mother DJ Lantern (the evil genious) D12 We goin no where We smokin crack nigga Let um
[Chorus - Bitch keep Keep on popin off with them jaws because, we stoppin We aint got to prove to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin Keep on poppin shit you poppin Cause we aint stoppin 'cause you aint us We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin ON
[Verse 1 - Yo the derelict is Im blazin niggas they up in the Sheraton last I sold my therapist crack You is bitch straight up im bearin the facts I love wit all my heart but i married the gats And nigga im top pedigree so dont wit me Ill blow your tattoos all over your seat and all be hit Peers and all will take your back, liver ribs and all Kuniva the street talker, heat sparker the beef Packin guns when im sleep (Bitch talkin) Throwin fire bombs your chimney you eatin at wendys Im in your bushes cockin the wit the hands Never bow to another man I was poppin guns while you was still poppin rubber bands Smother your your hands and your legs Mail your brother your heart and send your mother ya
[Verse 2 - Im the only one your let touch her Type of brother that will fuck mother With a rubber A belligerent and rowdy fucker dump your body and still fly away to maui on the ?? When it to beefin It no explainin Ill change language wit a stainless Im contained wit a to leave your famous Im a deranged pit yall lift an AK to ya face wit Niggas dont say shit your hype man if its a bystander standin by im firein at ya, cause i can You get like pop cans I be 7up in your mouth man Im to sell your mama bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she blood I to see um wasted Im made to behave in this You try to be in this rage and your legs will be replaced
- Eminem] Bitch keep Keep on popin off with jaws because We aint We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and walkin Keep on that shit you poppin Cause we aint 'cause you aint stoppin us We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin ON
[Verse 3 - I aint her to talk about or Ja Rule Im here to talk about lil Ray Ray and do i aint gonna mention it He sue week this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive) The first time i had sex.. a derty No condom.. my grandmother.. bent over been fuckin raw all summer Lets a trade, my wife for your brother Sike, im not Im an intelectual, transexual, one (one nut) And i aint shit cause it rhyme I got colon cancer, im
[Verse 4 - Rest in peace Jam Jay And BIG Im the best Guy in the Blow ya out ya chest And ya chest out ya Leave ya body a mess streets bloody as Study my i cut and me fail A druggy on bail nutty as Which such like revel or in jail Still headin for The ghetto the wrong guy Now get ya lungs you full of wholes like sponge bob We can set this from front door to your CEO office Got the key to coffin To pee on you Great me wit offers we taken Or get China mixed wit bakin soda Ya me
- Eminem] Fuckin crack And this is just mix tape you fuckin morons aint brains over braun This is over fuckin pussies come on bitch
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keep talkin Keep on popin off with them because We stoppin We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and walkin Keep on poppin shit you poppin Cause we aint 'cause you aint stoppin us We aint got to prove shit to so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin