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

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

One of the worst yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, bald men to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and swear at Christina
When I grab her by the hair and her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist with a
With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The who visits the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the school
Get with a whip with a Marseburg
With a grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two
If I get too rich I just get

Yo I with no engine
After I blow in ya
One handstand on top of your
Crashin' Doc stir the
We all out of like Tony Atlas
Walking with cans in a basket
America's with the army after us
Fuck we take what's yours
fifteen like an ace and four
I'm out of but Doc laid them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it arsonists?
make pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your miss
?
I turn out camps in to crystal
And fuck face is what I'mma do
Cause that's what boy Tyno do

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

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

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

Yo when my gat spit it hospital son
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
x and acid tabs did it
I'm what's happening with no
Doc rob when the heat come
My barrel hangs out the
Aimed at the nose when them hoes is hard to breathe
Flash the gat your town bow
wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, start it
in the air and hit an airplane pilot
We pound you, rap sounds around you
From ten speed and shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood with 2Paclypse and them
like Funk Doctor

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, it's all
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't finish a
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
You sip through a straw
Shop through the mall
Pictures of me on my living room wall
Hey ma maybe I'll you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a and two balls
I'm you all my shocking script
Which is to piss a off with this
Pop pills than police officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I as well be a painting smashed on the floor

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

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

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

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