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

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep rapping 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, bald men decided to write
And Mouseketeers to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and at Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the
(Bitch!)
You of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his
(So who is it?)
The who visits the playground
With two to lay down the school district
Get pissed with a with a Marseburg
With a grip and fed pit bull shit
glue sticks like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

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

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

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

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

Yo when my gat spit it hospital son
Rip your lips off kiss my ass it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm what's with no rerun
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 town bow guarded
Your wallet, your chain the main
Beef is like engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an airplane
We pound you, rap surround sounds you
From ten speed and shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug inside the lunch box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and 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 waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn tinted
your mouth out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned spinach or
You sip through a straw
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's room wall
Hey ma maybe give 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 more than police officers
at the scene to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
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 for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

So how's everybody doing
Hope you in the to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all wanna bump to this

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

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