Lyrics:
and a half million scanned by the second week
Mother fucker I hit em up
[D12 and Eminem spit on the next few verses. Proof goes first...]
I'm from Detroit's
leider vernein'n
Ich bin die graue Eminenz
Kauf dir ein Album – Eminems
Du denkst, du hast 'ne Menge Fans
Doch ich würd dich nicht mal anpissen
Wenn du
felt the half
Quicker than Eminem can pinch Elton's ass
Don't call me, I ain't ready to squash ya yet, kiss my ASS
I don't wanna talk to ex, I am so sick
jeez, just hit me
That I should call the Looney Police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth
I wish someone'd finally admit me
Into
that's why I'm an addict and it's so small up there
Peace to Whitney, jeez, just hit me
That I should call the Looney Police to come get me
'Cause I'm
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
public school too
Like what's in between a 3 and 1 and House Gang, I spoke to all 3 on 1 call
Like I dropped 2 albums and #3 is 1 second from bein' done
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
Proof and Eminem
Your father left you as a kid, with your mom in the crib eh
That's tough as hell don't understand why he did eh
Oh used to call mom
back to
IDubbbz' grill to Ricegum
"Biggie's overrated
Ever hear Vanilla Ice though?"
Dude, did you hear the new Eminem Album?
Yeah, it kinda sucked
No
making cookies for the haters that's what I call baby matters
Using pops for all his dough
Maybe I should hit the woah
You're a foe
Tic tac toe
I will
prefer Papeye's
I go down to the record label
And met with the Rabbi, and he's like
I can't sell this fucking record
You know why Eminem's album sold so
white trash
Miss me with the bullshit, get frisbee'd right back
I know Many Men who'd hit you with Fifty by chance
A bunch of conniving cons that are
on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course, they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
Christ, you think I'mma be nice
Fuck that son, you gon pay the price
catchin' TD's from Vick like Peerless Price
motherfuckers get hit like Bush's bitch
I heard it the night it came out
2015, by then I’d also heard about
‘Infinite’, ‘SS’ and ‘MM’ LP’s
To ‘Eminem Show’, ‘Encore’, ‘Relapse’, ‘Recovery’
track-outs
Got files backed up because I
Do not back down hit her with the dickety
Dickery flickety flickery cock
With the splickity splash and she'll pass out
on the switch you bring it
Just kidding, didn't mean it
Did I miss it, no I didn't
Always hit it, when I bring it, like ooh
Album ain't spoiled, you weren't
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