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[Eminem](Redman) Yo (Yo) Look! (Yo)
No matter people say I'm gon' keep this way No matter what you may I'm gon' keep doing my
One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo Is fat, bald men decided to write And teach Mouseketeers to I'll stick Spears in a room full of mirrors So she fifty years of bad luck Club and at Christina Aguilera When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the (Bitch!) You aware of this rap terrorist a therapist With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands (So who is it?) The who visits the playground two biscuits to lay down the school district Get pissed a whip with a Marseburg a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two If I get too rich I get sued
Yo I leave with no After I blow in ya One handstand on top of your Crashin' Doc the madness We all out of like Tony Atlas Walking with in a laundry basket America's most with the army 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 from Paper make filled with arsenic I got hoes that don't know Prada is Doc can up, cut your barber miss ? I turn out camps in to lakes And fuck bitches face is what do Cause what white boy Tyno do
So how's everybody doing you in the mood to get drunk To and to fight Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to
So how's everybody tonight? Hope you in the mood to get And illin' to Cause uh we down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna
No matter people say I'm keep rapping this way No matter what you may I'm gon' keep my thing
Yo when my gat spit it son admitted Rip your lips off my ass with it Slap bitches, Doc, Maths.. (Print it!) Weed x and tabs did it I'm what's happening with no Doc rob when the heat come My hangs out the Camero Aimed at the nose when hoes is hard to breathe from Flash the gat town bow guarded Your wallet, chain the main target Beef is like cold engine, start it in the air and hit an airplane pilot We pound you, rap surround around you ten speed and brown shoe Doc and Eminem, the M&M Blood flows with and them like Funk Doctor
Mr. Punk Got the drug stock inside the box Pop like I just got jumped Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun wood, it's all good Thank God for But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the With an calling me up there My man Stan a gat in his hand my house out in a damn tinted Sedan Pull your mouth out you can't finish a damn Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam You gotta sip through a lift through the mall Pictures of me on my living room wall Hey ma maybe give you a call SIKE! YOU BITCH! Suck a and two balls I'm giving you all my shocking Which is to a priest off with this Pop more pills than officers at the scene to pull me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my But can kiss my ass, pants off and all Cause I'm so off the wall I might as well be a painting smashed on the
So everybody feeling tonight? you in the mood to get rude And illin' to uh we getting down for the fuck of it So my dick if you don't wanna bump
So everybody doing tonight? Hope you in the mood to get To and to fight Cause uh we down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to
No what people say I'm gon' rapping this way No matter what you may I'm gon' keep doing my
No matter people say I'm keep doing my thing No matter, OH!