Lyrics:
like eminem
When he was em
Now he washed like
A grandma mini van
Never been a fan
Always been a man
Don't hang with squares
Like Tiananmen
Acetaminophen
This sound like an old shotty
A blast from the past *Gun Shots*
Yea that's yo ass
I ain't feeling you niggas
That shit ain't appealing to me
that, all that shit
You know what I'm sayin, Desperados with the cars, Eminem
[Eminem]
Chauvinist pig, droven this Big Lincoln
Till it went over
right through niggas like Japanese swordsmen
Rather be slicing than blasting through doors
Got a bitch by my side, she got ass to some more
Now this girl
as the South Park Zone
Talkin' shit ain't into clickin' take your punk ass home
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
Hit you in the chest with
as the South Park Zone
Talkin' shit ain't into clickin' take your punk ass home
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
Hit you in the chest with
can preach caine
In numbers and train like somethin you teach
Niggas comin is targeted, my niggas
They vain with guns with range that'll aim
And dump
kitty
Fast
I get an o for like fiddy
Gas
No I don't smoke with no biddy
Pass
Spider gang titty committe
Ass
Helter skelter
Kill all
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
when the, when the, when the, when, when, when, when,
When the trap drop shorty shake that ass off,
Yeah, shorty so bad and she know it,
I can tell by
Baby gal why you acting like you special
You see that im working I'm pushing that P while you busy were pushing Peer pressure
You lie every time
like a low class
Logic Eminem ass
My bitches are dumb bad
Take it in your own ass
You a little gay boy
Cryin for your hoe back
Cuz I might just steal her
to
Convince you that thing fear
Is a concoction by the devil
To make the good disappear
I promise I'll win a Grammy
I promise I'll win an Oscar
I promise
, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
You a weak ass, weak ass, weak ass, bitch (yeah)
On that weak ass, weak ass, weak ass, shit (hey, hey, hey)
Fuck you and your
Why you think that I've been making all the music I been
In the studio alone with these instrumentals
I see a demon at my door it isn't incidental
I
I'm trying to
Fuck thirty rich hoes
I'll still be spitting that
Flamerz like thirty-six stoves, woah
North side 'til the death of me, definitely
Camero
I knew this song by that crew Mobb Deep
So I used it, my brother produced it, new shit
Set me up so I could flow like a cruise ship
And tell this
made, whaddya say
When to them it's Eminem that's goin' down as the greatest?
When the plan is a shame like we makin' a choice
Understand it's a scam
time
I could’ve been the man that she needs
I could’ve been the man that she needs
Give a listen
& She flip the dime
#instrumental
(She never just
like a sad bitch
Eat it all up like my rice and cabbage
Sounding like this man i guess it's just a habit
Eminem flow call me rabbit
Trying to bring me
me plugged in like a night light
Shout my backpack that ass fat fat lookin right right right
Yea and she tryna slide tonight night Yea
And I ain’t
a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with
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