Текст песни Eminem f D-12 * - Marshall Mathers LP, слова песни Eminem f D-12 *

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* M. Mathers, D. Houston, R. Johnson, O. Moore, V. Carlisle, D. Porter: These rappers are Eminem, Swifty, Bizarre, Proof, Kuniva, and Kon Artis. They appear in the same order on the song as in the album`s liner notes. Direct any questions to bodyrott@ntlworld.com or webmaster@eminem.com[Eminem] TranslationSo you can suck my dick if you don`t like, my shitCause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha!Two pills I pop, `til my pupils swell up like two penniesI`m Clint Eastwood in his mid-twentiesA young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his assso the rats can`t chew through his last pantsI`m like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightningFrightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin himI`m like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lostStingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the hallsI light a candle and place it up on the mantleGrab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handleSo when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin[Swifty] Bitch it`s too late[Eminem] Cause once you`re hung from the drapes, it`s curtains[Swifty]I`m an instigator, .380 slug penetratorDegradin, creatin murders to kill hatersAccused for every crime known through the equatorThey knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my `gatorsMy weed`ll hit yo` chest like a double barrel gauge an`I`m a black grenade that`ll blow up in yo` face {*BLAM*}With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purposeYou never hear me say, "Forgive me"I`m snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face itThat weed I sold to you, Brigade laced itYou hidin, I make the president get a faceliftNiggaz just afraid, handin me they braceletsChillin in the lab wastedI`m the type that`ll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the micYour life is ruined, you get socked right on siteAnd even at the Million Man March, we gon` fightChorus: EminemSo you can suck my dick if you don`t like, my shitCause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dickCause I don`t give a fuck if you don`t like, my shitCause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick[Bizarre]I`m a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fireSlashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and MeyersPlates expired, soon as I`m hired, I`m firedJackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire(Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn`t you read the flyer?Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor(Aren`t you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I`m retiredFuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire ironI`m ripped, I`m on an acid tripMy DJ`s in a coma for lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*}Lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*}Lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} (Damn!) {*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat*}I`m fuckin anything when I`m snortinIt`s gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion{*dog whines*} Some bitch asked for my autographI called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughedI drop bombs like I was in VietnamAll bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom[Proof]Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crackWeed laced with somethin {*gun cocks*} nigga pass thatIn Amsterdam we only hang out with hash ratsAt a `Stop the Violence` rally, I blast gatsBe your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP-pedThe Kuniva, divide up your cash stackRun your motherfuckin pockets, ASAPI don`t need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq`sBorn loser, half theif and half blackBring your boys and your guns and get laughed atBitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jackedand found chopped up in a trash bag[Kuniva]We stranglin rappers until the point they can`t yellcause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake salesReckless, come from behind and snatch your necklaceGruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlumsI grapple your adam`s apple until it crackleRun right past you, turn around, grab you and stab youGet executed, cuz I`m a "Luni"I got a "Yukmouth" and it`s pollutedI cock it back then shoot itI love snatchin up players thugs and young ballersShoot up the household, even the young toddlersBrigade barricade to bring the noise

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