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I done got hit on the head, barely survived that shit (okay)
Minus a nine from ten, Eminem's spot still sits
But fuck a position, I'm tunin'

at the spot
But I’m head of the store I be stockin' shit
Fly out to Stockholm it ain’t Swede but my flow it be sweeping and mobbin' shit
And I got a pretty

out
Tried to hide my doubts
Always been the honest sort of villain
When you ask what's wrong
I put a record on
I play you "It Ain't Me" by Dylan

No, no

La-lla-lalla-la Laa-la
LAAAAA

We won a donkey
With you I was on top of the world
(Top of the world)
The donkey had Stockholm's syndrome
So he really liked us

från ett krig
Han lämnade sin by med en dröm för sina barn
Och nu ser jag dig flasha runt med bilen här i stan
Men jag vet att i din by så är väl dagen

light
Miss information
Mass agrees to lies
Stockholm has already taken
The soul, the mind
To the man in a van down by the river
Time to arrive
Yelling

from me
And it’s Stockholm syndrome
I wanna go home
 
Take me by the hand and offer me a second life 
And you can take mine 
 
Lost for years inside her

Bajenland så kallas det ibland
Ja Stockholms södra by, där äger Hammarby
Zinkensdamm, där skrider laget fram
På isen blank och ny, vårt kära Hammarby

here I know you won't
I don't
Fight I'm being held by you
I don't
I don't
Wanna like I but I think you won
You won
It's like Stockholm syndrome
Oh I
Tell

but you never needed
To kill my soul
And wreck my holes
When I was your slave
Hey there, Mr. Stallion
Nice to meet you here in Stockholm City
Tell me,

Southside killers
Raised by villains
Robbers dealers
Stockholm Driller
Ay main mission stay alive
Body count four or five
47 45

Mannen här det går fel fort

over that slow rap
If I was you, I’d go back and rewrite my words, scrap yo’ draft
Cuz that flow was worse than Eminem’s rap on ‘Fack’
You write that

the ground
The bee of course flies anyway
4am back again
Blow it up like Koolaid man
I might pop some M&M's
Blow it up like Eminem
I might throw a couple bands

by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court

Don't be a bitch

I flick the switch when i get a itch
To insist for a kill switch
I

balcony
Like Eminem n em
Back when ben ten
Was on like season three
But this is just a seasoned me
Ain't what I want
It had to be
It's what they did to me

Percocet, I can't see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon' pull up in a tank

Dun dun dun dun dun dun, go-go gadget dick

Fucking bitch though Wu Tang Clan
Was a fucking anime

Thinks Eminem's the goat
Because he raps fast
Hair

never met by their appearance
But these rainbow hair
Dummies fuckin' incoherent
At least I cleaned my act
Up before I started rappin'
Half these artists

like a pack of assholes
You'd probably get attacked by some 3rd graders

I like the old school songs
Like 2pac, Biggie, Eminem, Dr. Dre & other 90's

Get Up

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

never lay down and (lose), I was definitely about to (lose)
Then Eminem came like (“nah”) “nah”
This shit is entertaining, listen to the shit they

Theresa May
Recently, I've been forcing rhymes
Eminem does it all the time
Now Shady's forty-five
Anyone still check Shade 45?
By the way, Oliver Age 24

Everything turned black around me, inside me
I must be dead by now, I guessed
Farewell, red coated girl…

I close my eyes back to the city
Stockholm was so

Lemme tell you a little story
Bout a kid by the name of shorty
First six years smooth
Ninety seven begin to worry
Treated sorry
Abused, starved,

And everyone just wants to feel held by the hand of the man

Whether you like it or not we're here
The dull praying on helplessness and the defeated
There won't