Lyrics:
gone, we would never come to
And I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free
For so long, London
Stitches undone
Two graves, one gun
Danglin' from his neck while his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
Bitch, I'ma kill you
You don't wanna
Detroit!
From Tha D (ok) from Tha D (Eminem)
From Tha D (Kid Rock)
From Tha D (Trick Trick)
From Tha D (Big Proof) from Tha D (ok)
From Tha D
As time goes by the tales grow taller
About possum in possum hollar.
As a young man I'd go a courtin'
With my sweetheart named Sally Blair
Down
Geronimo
Motherfuckers, it's dominoes
I'm on a roll, around and around, I go
When will I stop? I don't know
Tryin' to pick up where The Eminem Show left
day.
Go upstairs, take off your makeup
Fold your clothes neatly away.
Me, I'll sit and write this love song
As I all too seldom do
Build a little
mention Hailie and make a skit as if you kidnapped her WOW you so tough with your glocks guns and shit well just know Jayceon. You Act Like A Cock, Ima call
mention Hailie and make a skit as if you kidnapped her WOW you so tough with your glocks guns and shit well just know Jayceon. You Act Like A Cock, Ima call
spittin', son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns
And I love all of 'em the same, bang-bang (word up)
Damn, baby
spittin', son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns
And I love all of 'em the same, bang-bang (Word up)
Damn, baby
it!
Get back! Hands off!
Get back! Hands off! Go for it!
Get back! Hands off!
Get back! Hands off! Go for it!
Get back! Hands off!
Young guns
don't want no part of the gun spray
I would hate to pull it in one stray
That's where the innocence by stand
We're trapped inside these tenements like
The wild, Gotham
The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat
Hold up
Yo soy un Eminem, yo soy un Eminem
Sorry mama, no pueden, pueden
Con este superman, que también les tira venom
Balas muerden, putos caen
Quedan
So here we go, and Death Row
Come let a motherfucker know
(Who's the man with the master plan?)
A nigga wit' a motherfuckin' gun
(Who's the man
outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"
I'm sorry
would always piss me off, bro
The battle raps
Wasn't even that fucking good, neither
That shit was ass
I can out rap Eminem myself
Y'all don't seem like
it!
Get back! Hands off!
Get back! Hands off! Go for it!
Get back! Hands off!
Get back! Hands off! Go for it!
Get back! Hands off!
Young guns
Was bragging bout robbery they had done
By now, I'm thinking bout my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma play racist (and what?) and make niggas run
the bloody British in
The town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and
The British kept a'coming
There wasn't nigh as many as
There was a while ago
We fired once
my gun home, here borrow mine
Pop the nine like a judge "All rise"
This gun'll knock plants off tall guys
We value-packs, y'all small fries
Yo, I'm
get pissed on claimin you pissed off
[Eminem]
Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
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
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