Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Your Roll

[ Intro ] [ ]

who, New shit!
D12 World, D-Twizzy!

[ Chorus ] [ ]

You don't got a reason to want no
You ain't got no ends to the means
You don't got a cause, you better put it on
You don't got the balls to fit in draws
So whatever it is you thinking got you gassed
You better start and thinking it fast
Ain't nobody you, homie, ya wanna ask
You better put them and let off the gas
And Slow Your

[ Verse 1 ] [ ]

??? a to many, I'm not friendly you get shot in da kennedy fast
You popped willingly you walkin around with Pac's
I'm a mockery you to watch what its fin to be
I'm not mentally but lyrically we got it locked
And its not about droppin albums, I'll sock a on da spot
You help it but to imagine this walkin massacre
A madman strapped with a blow that spasm out ya back
And just stand there and your medallion
See I cant any nigga that can not happen
The immaculate Mack
That got this by the back of his neck
A scavenger I'm a threat then you me like a hand full of syringes
I'm ill enough to scream at your front do', it off the hinges
I'm marksmatic to marksman outta walkin
Cause soon your body can catch me shootin up your
So dont shit, I wish the whole mankind was a neck so I can choke it,
and you aint gonna be knowin where ya folks is
Fuck the milk cartons and posters its over, they

[ Verse 2 ] [ ]

is bitch instead of diggin a ditch
I'ma see how fill this can get even bitches get hit
I'ma walk a dog on all fours embark 'em long claws
Just for the wrong cause your boss with thong drawers
You aint in my racket bitch followin faggots wit wanksta on their ass
Eminem: Magic Stick If I get hit once you get hit twice ( )

These thugs to do what he love and just play the back
Before I'll Put A Sword On Ya Like A Raider Cap
You bust I'm sprayin back, your hood layin flat
Now what you say to that?

[ Chorus ] [

[ 3 ] [ Bizarre ]

up ??? truck, throw up, blow up, beat a handicap bitch up
Fuck butter I the DJ
I need you bitch I got a instant replay
Lay down bitch get butt
And fuck the I'm tryna nut in two seconds
All around the world, fuck wit different
You aint got no get the fuck out my room bitch

[ Verse 4 ] [ ]

I'm calm but I on niggaz like I was Clepto
Put that chrome to ya head like you was Destro
Why niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop figures
them toast like I hop nigga, we breathe dirt so be alert
Or get them on ya chest like a welcome to the hood T-shirt
Let's go before throw backs, before I dro sacks
I used to blow gats, bullets'll find you a low jack
I'm hopeless, a ferocious dosage of dope
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

[ ] [ Eminem ]

[ Verse 5 ] [ Kon ]

I point my fingers to the ground, throw my waist to of me
To knuckle should like a Em upside down and you best be
On your p's and q's we sees to use
No one see's your views, so now you see's
And put it in your magazine, but you should
Know that was the most desperate thing you could
Pull out of your crotch you all owe us much
Start doing herion lines for as much as you
Like bitches with Oscars, ya'll
45's bodies flip like flabby tits
Bullets at your doom like a buck up 6th
Now what the fuck you do to get up out of this shit?
Your record was released 17 years ago you bitch
Do the math, you'll have a shady / aftermath ring
And that kind of to back that ass up so back that ass up
Before we that ass up ...

[ ] [ Eminem ]

[ Outro ] [ Kon ]

Nigga you ask somebody
These niggaz think they can put shit out on their own, Fuck 'em ..