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

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

One of the worst yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets years of bad luck
Club and at Christina Aguilera
When I her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist with a
With a hair up his ass like a crawled up his pants
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
With two biscuits to lay the school district
Get with a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two
If I get too rich I get sued

Yo I with no engine
After I four in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Doc stir the madness
We all out of work Tony Atlas
Walking with cans in a laundry
America's with the army after us
Fuck we take what's yours
fifteen like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it from
Paper make filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut barber miss
?
I out camps in to crystal lakes
And fuck bitches face is I'mma do
Cause that's what white boy do

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
To screw and to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this

So how's everybody feeling
you in the mood to get rude
And to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna

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

Yo my gat spit it hospital son admitted
Rip lips off kiss my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm what's with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the heat
My barrel out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your bow guarded
wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We pound you, rap surround sounds you
From ten and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows 2Paclypse and them
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the and pull out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, all good
God for vodka
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan with a gat in his
my house out in a damn tinted Sedan
Pull your out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or canned spinach or Spam
You gotta sip a straw
Shop lift the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's room wall
Hey ma maybe give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm giving you all my shocking
Which is to piss a off with this
Pop more than police officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
off my dick, hands off my balls
But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if you wanna bump

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

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

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