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

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

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, bald men to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of
So she gets years of bad luck
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 up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the district
Get pissed a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol and fed pit bull shit
glue sticks like I give two shits
If I get too rich I just get

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

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

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

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

Yo when my gat spit it hospital son
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid 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
Flash the gat your town bow
Your wallet, your chain the main
is like cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We pound you, rap surround sounds you
From ten and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
It's Funk Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop junk like I just got
Pop the and pull out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, all good
Thank God for
But my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
Pull your mouth out you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's living room
Hey ma maybe give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm you all my shocking script
is to piss a priest off with this
Pop more pills police officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
off my dick, hands off my balls
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I might as well be a painting on the floor

So how's everybody feeling
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
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 to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna to this

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

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