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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo when my gat it hospital son admitted
Rip your lips off my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the come
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when hoes is hard to breathe from
the gat your town bow guarded
Your wallet, chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don't it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We pound you, rap sounds around you
From ten speed and shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
It's like Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug inside the lunch box
Pop junk I just got jumped
Pop the and pull out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan with a gat in his
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
your mouth out till you can't finish a damn
Ham or your canned spinach or Spam
You gotta sip through a
Shop through the mall
Pictures of me on my living room wall
Hey ma maybe give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a and two balls
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to piss a priest off this
Pop pills than police officers
at the scene to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's everybody 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 wanna bump

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

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

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