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

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

One of the worst yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and swear at Aguilera
I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist with a
With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
With two biscuits to lay the school district
Get with a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two
If I get too I just get sued

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

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

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

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

Yo my gat spit it hospital son admitted
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the heat
My barrel hangs out the
Aimed at the nose when them hoes is hard to breathe
Flash the gat your town bow
Your wallet, your chain the main
Beef is like cold engine, start it
Bust in the air and hit an airplane
We pound you, rap surround around you
From ten and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood with 2Paclypse and them
It's like Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug inside the lunch box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun
Knock wood, it's all
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan with a gat in his
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
Pull mouth out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or canned spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
Shop lift the mall
Pictures of me on my living room wall
Hey ma maybe give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm giving you all my shocking
Which is to piss a priest off with
Pop pills than police officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
off my dick, hands off my balls
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I as well be a painting smashed on the floor

So everybody feeling tonight?
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 don't bump

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

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

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