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[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No matter what say
I'm gon' keep rapping way
No matter what you may
I'm keep doing my thing

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, bald men decided to write
And Mouseketeers to sing
I'll Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she fifty years of bad luck
Club and swear at Aguilera
I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist with a
With a hair up his ass like a crawled up his pants
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the district
Get pissed with a whip a Marseburg
a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff sticks like I give two shits
If I get too rich I get sued

Yo I leave with no
I blow four in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Doc stir the madness
We all out of work Tony Atlas
Walking with cans in a 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 it from arsonists?
Paper pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes that know what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your barber
?
I turn out camps in to lakes
And fuck bitches is what I'mma do
that's what white boy Tyno do

So everybody doing tonight?
you in the mood to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna to this

So how's feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep this way
No matter you may think
I'm keep doing my thing

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero the heat come
My barrel hangs out the
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your bow guarded
Your wallet, your the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don't it
in the air and hit an airplane pilot
We pound you, rap surround sounds you
From ten speed and shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with 2Paclypse and
It's like Funk

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug inside the lunch box
Pop junk I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun
Knock wood, all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll probably get by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting in the attic
an automatic calling me up there
My man with a gat in his hand
my house out in a damn tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my living room 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 off with this
Pop more pills than police
at the scene to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I as well be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's everybody feeling
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't bump

So how's doing tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck 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 you may think
I'm gon' doing my thing

No matter what say
I'm gon' doing my thing
No matter, OH!