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* Fart

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

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

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

Yo I with no engine
I blow four in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of work like Atlas
Walking with cans in a laundry
most with the army after us
Fuck flossin' we take what's
fifteen like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who it from arsonists?
make pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't know what is
Doc can shave up, cut your barber
?
I turn out in to crystal lakes
And fuck bitches is what I'mma do
that's what white boy Tyno do

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

So everybody feeling tonight?
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

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

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

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock the lunch box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
God for vodka
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an calling me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
Pull your mouth out you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned spinach or
You sip through a straw
Shop through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's room wall
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm you all my shocking script
Which is to a priest off with this
Pop more than police officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can kiss my ass, 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
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if you don't bump

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

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

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