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[Eminem](Redman) Yo (Yo) Look! (Yo)
No matter people say I'm gon' keep this way No matter what you may I'm keep doing my thing
One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo Is fat, bald men decided to write And teach Mouseketeers to I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of So she fifty 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 with a therapist With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his Till it melts in his palms and dissolves in his glands (So who is it?) The fool who visits the With two biscuits to lay down the school Get pissed with a with a Marseburg With a pistol grip and fed pit shit glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too I just get sued
Yo I leave no engine After I four in ya One handstand on top of ninja Crashin' Doc the madness We all out of work like Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry most with the army after us Fuck flossin' we what's yours Unload fifteen like an ace and I'm out of work but Doc laid off (Shit! The out) The is off Yo who target it from Paper make pens filled arsenic I got hoes that don't what Prada is Doc can shave up, cut barber miss ? I turn out in to crystal lakes And fuck face is what I'mma do that's what white boy Tyno do
So how's everybody doing you in the mood to get drunk To screw and to Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to
So how's feeling tonight? Hope you in the mood to get And illin' to Cause uh we down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna
No matter what say I'm gon' keep rapping way No what you may think I'm gon' keep doing my
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 when the come My hangs out the Camero Aimed at the nose when them hoes is hard to from Flash the gat town bow guarded Your wallet, your the main target Beef is like cold engine, don't it Bust in the air and hit an pilot We you, rap surround sounds around you ten speed and brown shoe Doc and Eminem, the M&M Blood flows with 2Paclypse and It's Funk Doctor
Mr. Punk Got the drug inside the lunch box Pop junk like I just got Pop the trunk and pull out the pump Knock wood, it's all Thank God for But with my luck, probably get shot by a stalker got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic With an calling me up there My man Stan a gat in his hand Staking my house out in a damn tinted Pull mouth out till you can't finish a damn Ham or your canned spinach or Spam You gotta sip a straw Shop lift the mall Pictures of me on my mom's room wall Hey ma maybe I'll give you a SIKE! YOU BITCH! a dick and two balls I'm you all my shocking script Which is to a priest off with this Pop more pills police officers at the scene to pull me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as well be a smashed on the floor
So how's everybody feeling Hope you in the mood to get And to fight Cause uh we down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna
So how's everybody doing Hope you in the mood to get To and to fight Cause uh we down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna to this
No matter what say I'm gon' rapping this way No matter you may think I'm gon' keep my thing
No matter people say I'm gon' keep my thing No matter, OH!