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

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

One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And Mouseketeers to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of
So she gets fifty of bad luck
and swear at Christina Aguilera
When I her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his
Got a habit of Tylenol in his hands
Till it in his fucking palms 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 pistol and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue like I give two shits
If I get too rich I get sued

Yo I with no engine
I blow four in ya
One on top of your ninja
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of work like Tony
Walking with cans in a basket
America's most with the army us
flossin' we take what's yours
Unload like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc laid off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it from
Paper pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut barber miss
?
I turn out in to crystal lakes
And bitches face is what I'mma do
Cause that's white boy Tyno do

So how's everybody tonight?
you in the mood 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 wanna to this

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

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

Yo when my gat spit it hospital son
Rip lips off kiss my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm what's happening with no
Doc rob Dinero the heat come
My barrel out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your town bow
Your wallet, your chain the target
Beef is cold engine, don't start it
in the air and hit an airplane pilot
We pound you, rap surround sounds you
From ten and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood with 2Paclypse and them
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop junk I just 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
Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the
With an automatic calling me up
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
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!
a dick and two balls
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to a priest off with this
Pop more than police officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well be a painting on the floor

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

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

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

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