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

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

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a room of mirrors
So she gets years of bad luck
and swear at Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of rap terrorist with a therapist
a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of Tylenol in his hands
it melts in his fucking 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 whip a Marseburg
a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

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

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

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

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

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock the lunch box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the and pull out the shotgun pump
wood, it's all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll probably get by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn tinted
your mouth out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
Shop lift the mall
of me on my mom's living room wall
Hey ma I'll give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a and two balls
I'm you all my shocking script
Which is to piss a priest off this
Pop more than 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
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 wanna bump

So how's doing tonight?
you in the mood to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if don't wanna bump to this

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

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