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Come On In

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3,622 3 часа назад

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Good morninHaha, wake your mother fuckin arses upYo what is the what?Well come on then, you know what time it isStop sleepin on my roof bitchFor whatever it`s worth it`s worth me havin my arse whippedCause I`ma have the last lift that ever gets arse squishedI just can`t get past these little pissantsThat wanna be rauny bad asses so badAnd they so mad they can`t stand itCause we can and they can`t spit (Haawk)And they can`t handle it like a manAnd that`s when it just happensAnd I snap and it`s a wrap, and it`s a scrap an then it isn`t rap is it?Hip-Hop isn`t a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shitMaybe I`m old fashioned but my pashion Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin Believe me I`d much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I`m pissed nowBut it all depends on just how far it get`s took on the micCause I`m tellin you right now your not gonna like itCause if I get pushed over the edge then I`m pullin you with meYou poke a stick at a pit bull you get bit BThese words stick to you like crazy glueWhen you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!I`m the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I`m goneLike Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?[Chorus: Eminem]Come on an everybody come on anKick your shoes off mother fuckers come on anCause we get it on an till the brick of dawn anWake your arse up mother fuckers quit yawninCause we ain`t leavin till 6 in tha morninSo up an sing along with the words to the song anIf you don`t know the words an you can`t sing along anFake like you know em mother fuckers an join inEverybody come on an[Swifty]they consider me the epitome of a beef starterIn a party with heat it`s hard to keep me without oneFuck snubs I walk in clubs with a shotgunConstantly popin slugs they hot son, better not runThe bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain`t conciousIn a house full of dog shit, I`ma gothic death project, you stop breathin You die quicker than mach speed without bleedinIt ain`t about what you readinWhen you meet me better speak like a season`s greetinsEither that or we`ll be beefin free when You ******* need a `E` just to speak shit!Your leader is a botique bitchKeep the heater where you can reach quickI snipe you with it and we won`t even keep it a secret****** I did it from a mind of a mental patientWhen glocks wave you can save that conversation for satanYou brave?[Chorus: Eminem]Come on an everybody come on anKick your shoes off mother fuckers come on anCause we get it on an till the brick of dawn anWake your arse up mother fuckers quit yawninCause we ain`t leavin till 6 in tha morninSo up an sing along with the words to the song anIf you don`t know the words an you can`t sing along anFake like you know em mother fuckers an join inEverybody come on an[Kuniva]Yo yo I heard you niggas don`t like usBut so what this beef is like `What tha fuck did he say in his rap Em?`I can see that he`s just a punk I mean these niggas squeeze on me Please I`m seeing gutsI don`t need no enemies, as my family a couple trucksAm I empty seein them ?? I emtpy out them ?? to fight you In front of every reporter that I don`t likeNo need for metaphores I get yours across when I writeSo emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, and I don`t like you, WHAT!" I might as well give this up like heavy salesAnd just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt We can`t self destructI`ve never felt it this muchCome on fellas, get upWe got to fight like Bugs last night of his life[Kon Artis]I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off`a tha hipI`m awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fithYour carcus is split even the beef is partially thickWe can`t take you serious, you a comedy skitYou probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G`sBut the only thing you shoot is the breezeI can`t believe you speaking on movin key`sBut every time we hear you kick it The only thing you sellin is wolf ticketsI look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sackSo when they bust you better bust back And get your guts clapped outa your stomachAnd when they want it (yeah)I bring a hundred niggas from runaveSo get your gun and if you comin[Chorus: Eminem]Come on an everybody come on anKick your shoes off mother fuckers come on anCause we get it on an till the brick of dawn anWake your arse up mother fuckers quit yawninCause we ain`t leavin till 6 in tha morninSo up an sing along with the words to the song anIf you don`t know the words an you can`t sing along anFake like you know em mother fuckers an join inEverybody come on an

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