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[Eminem](Redman) Yo (Yo) Look! (Yo)
No matter what say I'm gon' keep this way No what you may think I'm gon' doing my thing
One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo Is fat, men decided to write songs And Mouseketeers to sing I'll stick Britney Spears in a room of mirrors So she fifty years of bad luck Club and at Christina Aguilera I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara (Bitch!) You aware of this rap with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his Got a habit of Tylenol in his hands Till it melts in his fucking palms and in his glands (So who is it?) The fool who the playground two biscuits to lay down the school district Get with a whip with a Marseburg With a pistol and fed pit bull shit Sniff glue sticks I give two shits If I get too rich I get sued
Yo I leave no engine After I blow in ya One handstand on top of ninja Doc stir the madness We all out of work like Tony Walking with in a laundry basket most with the army after us Fuck flossin' we take yours Unload fifteen an ace and four I'm out of but Doc laid them off (Shit! The out) The is off Yo who target it arsonists? make pens filled with arsenic I got that don't know what Prada is Doc can shave up, cut your barber ? I turn out camps in to crystal And fuck bitches is what I'mma do Cause that's white boy Tyno do
So how's doing tonight? Hope you in the to get drunk To screw and to Cause uh we getting down for the of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to
So how's feeling tonight? Hope you in the to get rude And to fight Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna
No what people say I'm gon' keep rapping way No matter you may think I'm gon' keep my thing
Yo when my gat spit it hospital son Rip lips off kiss my ass with it Slap bitches, Doc, Maths.. (Print it!) x and acid tabs did it I'm what's happening with no Doc rob Dinero when the heat My barrel out the Camero Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from Flash the gat your town bow Your wallet, your chain the main Beef is cold engine, don't start it Bust in the air and hit an airplane We pound you, rap surround sounds you From ten speed and brown Doc and Eminem, the M&M Blood flows with and them It's like Doctor
Mr. Rocker Got the stock inside the lunch box Pop like I just got jumped Pop the trunk and pull out the pump Knock wood, it's all God for vodka But with my luck, I'll probably get by a stalker Probably got a Fanatic upstairs in the attic With an automatic calling me up My man with a gat in his hand my house out in a damn tinted Sedan Pull your mouth out till you can't finish a Ham sandwich or canned spinach or Spam You sip through a straw Shop lift through the Pictures of me on my mom's living wall Hey ma I'll give you a call SIKE! YOU BITCH! a dick and two balls I'm you all my shocking script Which is to piss a priest off this Pop more than police officers Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, off my balls But can kiss my ass, pants off and all Cause I'm so goddamn off the I might as be a painting smashed on the floor
So how's feeling 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
So how's everybody doing 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 y'all don't wanna bump to
No matter people say I'm gon' keep rapping way No matter what you may I'm gon' keep doing my
No matter people say I'm gon' doing my thing No matter, OH!