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

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

One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad
Club and at Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who the playground
With two biscuits to lay the school district
Get pissed with a whip with a
With a grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff 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 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 the army after us
flossin' we take what's yours
Unload fifteen like an ace and
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who it from arsonists?
Paper pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't know what is
Doc can shave up, cut barber miss
?
I out camps in to crystal lakes
And fuck bitches face is what do
Cause that's what white boy do

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

So everybody feeling tonight?
you in the mood to get rude
And to fight
Cause uh we down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you wanna bump

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

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip lips off kiss 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 heat
My hangs out the Camero
at the nose when them hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your bow guarded
Your wallet, your chain the main
Beef is like cold engine, 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 2Paclypse and
It's Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun
Knock wood, all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll probably get by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic calling me up
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
Pull your out till you can't finish 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 living room
Hey ma I'll give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a and two balls
I'm giving you all my shocking
Which is to piss a priest off with
Pop more than police officers
at the scene to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well be a smashed on the floor

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna

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

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

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