[ ] [ Eminem ]
who, New shit! D12 World, D-Twizzy!
[ ] [ Eminem ]
You don't got a reason to want no You ain't got no ends to justify the You don't got a cause, you put it on pause You don't got the balls to fit in draws So whatever it is you thinking that's got you You start rethinking and thinking it fast Ain't told you, homie, ya wanna ask You better put them and let off the gas And Slow Roll
[ 1 ] [ Swifty ]
??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get shot in da fast You popped willingly you around with Pac's identity I'm a mockery you to watch what its fin to be I'm not mentally focused but lyrically we got it And its not about droppin albums, I'll sock a nigga on da You cant help it but to this walkin massacre A madman with a magnum blow that spasm out ya back And just there and snatch your medallion See I cant fear any nigga that can not The Mack handler got this wrappin by the back of his neck A scavenger I'm a threat you fear me like a hand full of syringes I'm ill to scream at your front do', blow it off the hinges I'm marksmatic to press marksman outta soon your body can catch me shootin up your carcus So dont provoke shit, I wish the whole was a neck so I can choke it, Furocious and you gonna be knowin where ya folks is Fuck the cartons and posters its over, they ghosts
[ 2 ] [ Proof ]
Niggaz is instead of diggin a ditch I'ma see how fill this river can get bitches get hit I'ma walk a dog on all fours embark 'em with long Just fight for the wrong cause your boss with thong You in my racket bitch followin faggots wit wanksta tats on their ass Eminem: Magic Stick If I get hit once you get hit ( backwards )
These thugs need to do what he love and play the back I'll Put A Sword On Ya Head Like A Raider Cap You bust I'm sprayin back, your hood layin flat Now what you gonna say to
[ ] [ Eminem]
[ Verse 3 ] [ ]
Pull up ??? truck, throw up, blow up, a handicap bitch up Fuck I kill the DJ I dont need you I got a instant replay Lay down bitch get butt And the viagra I'm tryna nut in two seconds All around the world, fuck wit different You aint got no weed get the fuck out my room
[ 4 ] [ Kuniva ]
I'm calm but I steal on niggaz like I was Put that chrome to ya head like you was Destro Why stop niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop Keep them toast like I hop nigga, we breathe dirt so be Or get them guns on ya chest a welcome to the hood T-shirt go back before throw backs, before I dro sacks I used to blow gats, find you like a low jack I'm hopeless, a dosage of dope shit A culprit of a chaotic comotion Kuniva will blow shit off the map I it Knock you off penny load so fuck that cold shit
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[ Verse 5 ] [ Kon ]
I my fingers to the ground, throw my waist to left of me To knuckle should like a Em upside down and you best be On your p's and q's people we to use No one see's your views, so now you see's And put it in little magazine, but you should Know that was the most desperate thing that you Pull out of crotch you faggots all owe us much Start doing lines for as much as you gossip Like bitches with Oscars, actresses 45's make bodies like flabby tits Bullets coming at your like a buck up 6th Now the fuck you gonna do to get up out of this shit? Your record was released 17 years ago you dumb Do the math, you'll never have a shady / ring And that kind of staff to back that ass up so back ass up Before we clap ass up ...
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[ ] [ Kon Artis ]
Nigga you ask somebody These think they can just put shit out on their own, Fuck 'em ..