Lyrics:
better check to smell it
Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling
With a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple
I got an Aspirin capsule trapped
Then I walked by a bedroom and it sounded like somebody was getting killed
I walked in on MGK holding a knife to Eminem's daughter
So I punched him in
The good dying young young young young
Expanding Club 21 one one
Shot four times then by a SUV overrun run
Turn argument over a watergun gun gun
You brag about swag and your feminine trends
I belittle your riddle you Skittles with Eminem's friends
So I ain't trying to play with you, this
a elephant
I move cars like spinnin rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga
him
'Cause he was his biggest fan
He used to be Superman
Now I'm pourin' liquor on the curb in his name for him
"Eminem, you wait 'til we meet up
Once upon a time back in Homer
(Back in Homer, back in Homer)
There lived a little boy known by no one
(Known by no one, known by no one)
So he
the rafters, whispers in the in the breeze, A symphony of devotion, carried by the trees.
Hardships, like storms, swept our humble abode, Yet our love stood
what?
Jealousy!
Fuck you and what you going through! Fuck Eminem!
He just mad 'cause I left that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don't need
murdering niggas
(Eminem) You'll never stop me)
Ha! Scared to die
(Eminem) You'll all get shot)
The country bud got me chokin'
I'm on a mission to the point
heard Eminem's rap at the awards, who's he fightin' for?
Y'all can take that motherfucker, too, he ain't white no more
It's like you wanna be so famous
(uh huh)
And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory
Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city
There where the grimy and gritty
Bude to těžší než jsem myslel už to nesu no jak bys chtěl
Hodně posunů jsem vyspěl z hodně mcs jsem řiť vytřel
Za fotku brát jednu korunu dnes už
[ Eminem ]
WAAAHHHOOOOOO , hahaha (laughs)
Guess who's back !?
Mommy , we're home
Say hello to my little friends , DJ Muggs , Soul Assassins ,
with T.I.P and Eminem, That's All She Wrote
I was born in the snow, so you know your man is cold
But no matter where I go, I will never sell my soul
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’
to intrigue me ain't easy
Unless you bringing them bad beasies in three-bies
We be having them louder than one-ninety-four dB
Organ, grinding, so they pour
Fred: check Slim Shady do the mic kid
Eminem: I dont do black music I dont do white music
I make fight music for high school kids I put lives
at risk
homie I'm watched by the police
Cops out patrollin', grab a Glock-40
Snipe at the squad car, story notinh
Fuck it if you want beef, click-clack, wack
addition
I done got hit on the head, barely survived that shit (okay)
Minus a nine from ten, Eminem's spot still sits
But fuck a position, I'm tunin'
the ground
The bee of course flies anyway
4am back again
Blow it up like Koolaid man
I might pop some M&M's
Blow it up like Eminem
I might throw a couple bands
over that slow rap
If I was you, I’d go back and rewrite my words, scrap yo’ draft
Cuz that flow was worse than Eminem’s rap on ‘Fack’
You write that
Percocet, I can't see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon' pull up in a tank
balcony
Like Eminem n em
Back when ben ten
Was on like season three
But this is just a seasoned me
Ain't what I want
It had to be
It's what they did to me
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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