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[Eminem](Redman) Yo (Yo) Look! (Yo)
No what people say I'm gon' keep rapping way No what you may think I'm gon' keep doing my
One of the worst things yo I am a fag i at rapin yo Is fat, bald men decided to songs And teach Mouseketeers to I'll stick Britney in a room full of mirrors So she gets fifty years of bad Club and swear at Aguilera When I grab her by the and drag her across the Sahara (Bitch!) You aware of this rap terrorist with a With a hair up his ass a rabbit crawled up his pants Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his Till it melts in his fucking palms and in his glands (So who is it?) The fool who visits the With two biscuits to lay the school district Get pissed with a whip a Marseburg With a pistol grip and fed pit shit Sniff sticks like I give two shits If I get too I just get sued
Yo I with no engine After I four in ya One on top of your ninja Doc stir the madness We all out of work like Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry America's most with the after us Fuck flossin' we take what's 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 from Paper make pens with arsenic I got hoes don't know what Prada is Doc can shave up, cut barber miss ? I turn out in to crystal lakes And bitches face is what I'mma do Cause that's what boy Tyno do
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 bump to
So how's everybody tonight? you in the mood to get rude 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 this way No matter what you may I'm keep doing my thing
Yo when my gat spit it son admitted Rip your lips off kiss my ass it Slap bitches, Doc, Maths.. (Print it!) Weed x and tabs did it I'm what's happening with no Doc rob Dinero the heat come My barrel hangs out the Aimed at the nose when them hoes is hard to breathe the gat your town bow guarded Your wallet, chain the main target Beef is like engine, don't start it in the air and hit an airplane pilot We pound you, rap surround around you From ten speed and shoe Doc and Eminem, the M&M flows with 2Paclypse and them It's like Funk
Mr. Rocker Got the drug inside the lunch box Pop junk like I just got Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump Knock wood, it's all Thank God for But with my luck, I'll probably get by a stalker Probably got a Fanatic upstairs in the attic With an calling me up there My man Stan a gat in his hand my house out in a damn tinted Sedan Pull mouth out till you can't finish a damn Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam You sip through a straw Shop through the mall of me on my mom's living room wall Hey ma I'll give you a call SIKE! YOU BITCH! Suck a dick and two I'm giving you all my script Which is to piss a priest off this Pop more pills than police Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my But can kiss my ass, pants off and all I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as be a painting smashed on the floor
So everybody feeling tonight? Hope you in the to get rude And to fight Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't bump
So how's everybody doing Hope you in the mood to get To and to fight Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to
No matter people say I'm gon' keep rapping way No what you may think I'm keep doing my thing
No matter people say I'm gon' doing my thing No matter, OH!