[ ] [ Eminem ]
who, New shit! D12 World, D-Twizzy!
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You don't got a reason to no beef You ain't got no ends to the means You don't got a cause, you put it on pause You got the balls to fit in them draws So it is you thinking that's got you gassed You better start rethinking and thinking it Ain't nobody you, homie, ya wanna ask You put them brakes and let off the gas And Slow Your
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??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get in da kennedy fast You popped you walkin around with Pac's identity I'm a mockery you bout to watch its fin to be I'm not mentally but lyrically we got it locked And its not about albums, I'll sock a nigga on da spot You cant help it but to this walkin massacre A madman strapped with a blow that spasm out ya back And just there and snatch your medallion See I cant any nigga that can not happen The immaculate handler That got wrappin by the back of his neck A scavenger I'm a then you fear 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 press marksman outta Cause soon your can catch me shootin up your carcus So provoke shit, I wish the whole 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
[ 2 ] [ Proof ]
Niggaz is bitch 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 aint in my racket bitch followin faggots wit wanksta on their ass Eminem: Magic If I get hit once you get hit twice ( backwards )
These thugs need to do what he love and play the back Before I'll Put A Sword On Ya Head Like A Cap You bust I'm sprayin back, leave hood layin flat Now you gonna say to that?
[ ] [ Eminem]
[ 3 ] [ Bizarre ]
Pull up ??? truck, throw up, up, beat a handicap bitch up Fuck I kill the DJ I dont need you bitch I got a replay Lay down bitch get butt And fuck the I'm tryna nut in two seconds All the world, fuck wit different cliques You aint got no weed get the fuck out my bitch
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I'm but I steal on niggaz like I was Clepto Put that chrome shit to ya head like you was Why stop niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop Keep them like I hop nigga, we breathe dirt so be alert Or get them guns on ya chest like a welcome to the hood Let's go back before backs, before I dro sacks I used to blow gats, bullets'll find you a low jack I'm hopeless, a ferocious dosage of shit A culprit of culture a chaotic will blow shit off the map I post it Knock you off your penny load so fuck cold shit
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ Verse 5 ] [ Kon ]
I point my fingers to the ground, throw my to left of me To knuckle should ship like a Em down and you best be On your p's and q's people we to use No one see's views, so now you see's exclusives And put it in little magazine, but you should Know that was the most desperate that you could out of your crotch you faggots all owe us much Start doing herion lines for as as you gossip bitches with Oscars, ya'll actresses 45's make flip like flabby tits Bullets coming at your doom a buck 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 / aftermath And that kind of staff to back that ass up so back ass up Before we that 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 ..