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* this song is a bootleg - your best bet to find it is try Napster[Eminem]Yo.. I dedicate to this.. to yo..{*imitating Slick Rick*}To all my fans, keepin y`all in healthLet`s tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himselfCause it`s cruel when you cause a bad heart conditioninwhich I create, cause that`s my missionSo listen close, to what we saybecause this type of fag claims to never be gay, I..{*rapping normally*}.. knew you was jealous from the day that I met youI upset you, cause I get respect I pet you (boy)I`m even liked better by your niece and nephew (c`mon!)And now you hate Fred because Lethal left youPeckerwood mad cause his record went woodNo respect in the hood, fled to his neck of the woodsGot in touch with his roots, found the redneck in his bloodand said, "Heck, country western rap records are good!!"So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notesHe can`t rap, or sing, but he wants to do both (haha)Puts an album out and rules for part of the yearthen Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhereIt`s the start of an era, rock rap`s harder this yearNo one`s tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chairsittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your earSo you start to get scared, sit back and spark an ideaFigure you can diss me to jump start your careerI punch you in your fuckin chest `til your heart kicks in gear (bitch)And fuck your underground buddy`s nameless crewLike I`ma say they names so they can be famous too[Chorus 2X: Eminem *sung*]You just a.. quitter, and you bitter cause I came alongand the days of House of Pain are goneAnd if you talk about my little girl in a song againI`ma kill you (I`ma kill you)[Eminem]Yo.. heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoketo the rap you wrote, your fuckin answer back`s a jokeAnd I`ma tell these motherfuckin fans the truthThe reason why you dissed me first and I answered youYou said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at youlike I ain`t notice you? BITCH, I had a show to do!Like I`m supposed to be star-struck, come over to youYou better shut your fuckin mouth while you oh-for-twoBack in ninety-four Limp opened the show for youRocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from youTook your motherfuckin DJ and stole him tooSo you fall in a slump and get all emotionalSo now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck stringsConfused as fuck cause now your music sucks dickMr. Mr. Ass Kisser to get accepted in rapquicker but never last, and Everlast is a..[Chorus]Aight listen (look)So this is what we ask of our fansIf you ever see Everlast, WHOOP HIS ASSHit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at himKick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitch-slap himDo it for me, do it for Fred, do it for LimpDo it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for KidDo it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, fuck itHe`s a bitch, he ain`t gon` hit you back, he`s nothin!Shit in five years we`ll all be "Eating at Whitey`s"And he`ll be bussin tables in that bitch, cleanin the toiletsAiyyo.. fuck this, cut this shit off{*music stops*}Aiyyo Head, that`s why I fucked your mother you fat motherfucker!{*beat changes to 2Pac`s "Hit `Em Up"*}Kill Whitey! - HahahaKill Whitey! - Detroit! What? What?Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yoKill Whitey! - Haha! LookFirst off, fuck your songs and the shit you sayDiss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gayYou claim to be a Muslim but you Irish WhiteSo fuck you fat boy, drop the mic, let`s fightPlus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I ripWhitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickheadI keep `em comin while you runnin out of breathSteady duckin while I`m punchin at your chest, you need to restDilated, go ask your people how I leave yawith your three CD`s, nobody sees, when they releasedEvidence, don`t fuck around with real MC`swho ain`t ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeksI let you faggots know it`s on for lifebut Everlast might die tonight, hahaFat boy murdered on wax and killedFuck with me and take a heart pill, you know![Chorus: Eminem]Grab 380`s when you see Slim ShadyCall the doctor to heal your heartThey shocked you back to life at the clinicbut you `bout to get relapsed any minuteHonkey, I hit `em up!Hahaha, yo check this outYou faggots ain`t even on my levelI`ma let D-12 ride on you bitch-made ass faggots![Kon Artis]Yo! Get out the way yo, get out the way yoWhitey Ford`s heart just stoppedEminem shocked him back, he had another heart attackWhitey Ford`s gettin his ass floored for talkin backLittle faggot Hamburgular, I show you where the burgers areAt your own restaraunt, while I`m servin yaDrop and stomp your whole heart `til it stopsCall the cops, I`ma beat your ass while they watch[Kuniva]Ha ha, now we got the whole industry makin fun of you ErikWhere`s your House of Pain now? There`s only one of you ErikYou a petty coward, you ain`t ready to steady go a roundwith some killers from 7 Mile to the motherfuckin Belle Isle Bridge [Chorus][Eminem]Got in his ass and now this faggot wanna mention me stillthis ain`t no freestyle battle Everlast gettin killedwith his chest openTryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokinHavin a stroke and now you learn why crackers never earned a dimecause you SUCK motherfucker you should learn to rhymeTalkin `bout you packin pistols but it`s funny to meYou ain`t never been in trouble, you just wanna be meI`m a paleface killer whaleon his way to fuckin prison, pistol whippin tail, haErik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day?That shit was obvious you probably was gay, haNow it`s all about country, you gave up hip-hopForty-nine thousand copies, the week your shit dropwhile my sales makin records breakTwo and a half million scanned by the second weekMotherfucker I hit `em up![Proof]I`m from Detroit`s Pemberton Ave., where bullets tear you in halfFuck the music, we got an uzi for all you fagsGet the shit out of our stereo, Dilated you violatedNow you `bout to get annihilated, we gon` bury youIriscience get choked up and yoked upAll you underground bitches get your throats cut[Swifty]What the fuck?! Is you stupid?I choke Whitey Ford with his fuckin guitar cordand stuff him in cardboard, chopped up in a boxwith sixteen parts, I stomped on his heartD-12, Amityville, fuck your mother while you watchKeep your restaraunt locked and block your doorCause we "Hit `Em Up" like motherfuckin Tupac Shakur[Eminem]You a, "Black Jesus," heart attack seizuresToo many cheeseburgers McDonald`s Big Mac greasesWhite devil, washed up honkeyMixed up cracker who crossed over to country{*laughing*}Yo, aiyyo cut this shit off{*needle drags, beat stops*}Fuck him, that`s it, I`m done, I promise, I`m done, that`s itI`m sorry, I`m sorry, I`m sorry, I promiseI just believe in kickin a man while he`s downGod damn! I quitMention my daughter`s name in a song again you fuckin punkAiyyo..

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