[ ] [ Eminem ]
who, New shit! D12 World, D-Twizzy!
[ Chorus ] [ ]
You don't got a reason to want no You ain't got no to justify the means You don't got a cause, you put it on pause You got the balls to fit in them draws So whatever it is you that's got you gassed You better start rethinking and thinking it Ain't nobody you, homie, ya wanna ask You better put them and let off the gas And Slow Roll
[ Verse 1 ] [ ]
??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get in da kennedy fast You popped willingly you walkin around with identity I'm a mockery you bout to what its fin to be I'm not mentally but lyrically we got it locked And its not droppin albums, I'll sock a nigga on da spot You cant help it but to imagine this massacre A madman strapped a magnum blow that spasm out ya back And stand there and snatch your medallion See I cant fear any nigga can not happen The immaculate Mack That got this by the back of his neck A scavenger I'm a then 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 Cause soon your can catch me shootin up your carcus So dont provoke shit, I wish the mankind was a neck so I can choke it, Furocious and you aint gonna be where ya folks is Fuck the cartons and posters its over, they ghosts
[ Verse 2 ] [ ]
Niggaz is bitch of diggin a ditch see how fill this river can get even bitches get hit I'ma walk a dog on all fours embark 'em with long fight for the wrong cause your boss with thong drawers You aint in my racket bitch followin faggots wit wanksta on their ass Eminem: Stick If I get hit once you get hit twice ( backwards )
These thugs need to do what he and just play the back Before I'll Put A Sword On Ya Like A Raider Cap You bust I'm back, leave your hood layin flat Now what you say to that?
[ ] [ Eminem]
[ Verse 3 ] [ ]
Pull up ??? truck, up, blow up, beat a handicap bitch up Fuck butter I the DJ I dont you bitch I got a instant replay Lay bitch get butt naked And fuck the viagra I'm nut in two seconds All around the world, wit different cliques You aint got no get the fuck out my room bitch
[ Verse 4 ] [ ]
I'm calm but I steal on niggaz I was Clepto Put that chrome shit to ya head like you was Why niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop figures Keep them toast like I hop nigga, we breathe so be alert Or get them guns on ya like a welcome to the hood T-shirt Let's go back throw backs, before I dro sacks I used to gats, bullets'll find you like a low jack I'm hopeless, a ferocious dosage of shit A culprit of culture a comotion will blow shit off the map I post it Knock you off your penny load so fuck cold shit
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ 5 ] [ Kon Artis ]
I my fingers to the ground, throw my waist to left of me To knuckle should ship like a Em down and you best be On your p's and q's we sees to use No one your views, so now you see's exclusives And put it in your little magazine, but you that was the most desperate thing that you could Pull out of your you faggots all owe us much Start herion lines for as much as you gossip Like bitches with Oscars, ya'll 45's make bodies flip like flabby Bullets coming at your doom like a up 6th Now what the fuck you do to get up out of this shit? record was released 17 years ago you dumb bitch Do the math, you'll never have a shady / ring And that kind of staff to back that ass up so back ass up we clap that ass up ...
[ Chorus ] [ ]
[ Outro ] [ Kon ]
you better ask somebody These niggaz they can just put shit out on their own, Fuck 'em ..