Luyện nghe bài hát My Words Are Weapons - Eminem & D-12

* available only on the European "bonus disc"
** originally appeared on "Funkmaster IV"

[Chorus:
My are weapons
I use 'em to crush my
My are weapons
I show no emotion
My words are
I use 'em to whoever's steppin to me
My words are weaponry on a record

My words are
I use 'em to crush my
These words are
I never did no emotion
My are weapons
I use 'em to whoever's steppin to me
My are like weaponry on a record

Yo, the I release on a page
is like a unleashed in a cage
Lunatic, as I hit the stage
My mind is like a stick of dynamite
Onen I get the mic
it's like the wick is lit you bitches die
My nine is like a guidin at night shinin bright
My fuckin grip is than my wife's vagina, psych
cock-suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it's to pick a different weapon, man the shit's depressin
But Swift is me a new one for a Christmas present
(Swift: "Come on Slim, let's go and this fuckin bitch a lesson")
managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish
But my is to use this bullshit to my advantage
Shady stay creative hold your head up, don't you let up
one bit on motherfuckin suckers you're a soldier +GET UP+
STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU IN, LONG AS YOU BREATHIN
THEY JEALOUS OF YOU MAN THAT'S THE ONLY THEY BEEFIN!

[Swifty
It's Dirty Dozen renegade
You done pulled the pin out my
.38'sll move your up out the way
You niggas wont forget about McVeigh; you got to say?
Let it out today or watch these bullets
these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters
that'll make Jeff Dahmer's like he caught a misdemeanor
See I'm +Dirty+, so I ain't buy a pistol cleaner
An beater, don't let me see you with yo' heater
You gets whipped with it, tell motherfuckers Swift did it
You packin somethin special in your then bitch get it
I'm physically to run yo' digits, I'm hostile (uh-huh)
with this pointed up your nostrils
You get splitted and guess what, I'm up the hospital
and wouldn't give a if you a cop or a hoe
I'm Lector, the spinal cord disconnector
Findin whores to lock 'em up in motels to 'em

I'm eatin like I'm Hannibal
no way I can be the gay rapper
(Eminem: Why not?) I only animals (Oh! Ha-ha)
Stupid got my dick startin to itch
Went to my mother's grave site, her a stupid bitch
One on one in this
I'm in divorce court, my bitch off a pack of Newports
(Your honor!) Six I been arrested; how would you feel
if you was a Jehovah witness that always got
(It happens) I'm smokin dank drikin
I can't have any cause I'm fuckin shootin blanks!
Don't you know don't give a fuck?!
a whore - I'm glad O.J. murdered the slut (uhh!)
Responsibility - I'm
Clinton's a fag, should be stabbed
Let Richard be the President (ohh HEYY!!)
Call me a weirdo, me Bi-zarre
while I stick it up yo' ass you shittin diarrhea

Yo!