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[bizarre]Yeah, welcome to amityville[swifty] |
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Detroit, nigga![bizarre] |
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The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols! ha ha ha ha![chorus - eminem] |
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Slick criminal wit, the shit |
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I spit chews |
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Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you |
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I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to |
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Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to |
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Too many enemies on my list to sift through |
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Nobody got my back in this bitch but this two |
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Sorry officer, |
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I don't care how pissed |
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It get you |
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But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol[swifty mcvay] |
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Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us |
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See I'm backwards - |
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I slap niggas and punch bitches |
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Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the lord |
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When my parents talk to me they've got mean muged and ignore |
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They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor |
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Shells from the forty-four scattered over their porch |
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Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you |
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Trying to break your neck to conversate? bitch, |
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I'll do it for you |
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Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you, you and your ho |
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You gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible |
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There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you |
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Young, black, and powerful, (bitch!) and |
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I ain't gotta lie to you[proof] |
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Stepped in the door waving the four-four |
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Blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low |
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They call my tongue yayo, but |
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I spit fire |
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I lit five inside a fucking dickrider |
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The clip slider, love to blast a mag, you're a fag |
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You love being ass to ass |
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Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya |
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Never say that |
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I'm a gangsta, now that's gangsta |
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Yall niggas sound like jigga but act like pac |
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Yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough |
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It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness |
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I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell outta business |
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It won't be the same since we touching the game |
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Make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain |
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You think this shit's a game and we're bluffing for fame? |
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I'll squeeze off this tech until nothing remains[chorus][kuniva] |
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The only time that |
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I'm at piece/peace is when |
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I'm close to one |
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Cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done |
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Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works |
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These cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt |
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Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless |
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Alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless |
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That's why |
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I'm heated, you never know who starts creepin |
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Waking you up with aks while you lie sleeping |
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I'd rather pack the heat and not need |
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Rather than need one and not have it, |
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I married this glock-matic[gunshot][kon artis] |
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You know the sound when |
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I'm spinnin round |
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Spittin these rounds from fo' pounds |
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While the whole crowd is screaming as loud |
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From they're mouths as they possibly allow |
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Nothing is parallel to making you carousel |
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Arial sommersault from ferris wheels to a pair of shells |
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Denaun carry the nine where |
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I goBullets whistle and hit you while |
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I'm shooting at five-0 |
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Some semi-automatic for static's the motto |
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Spitting like [columbine kids] from colorado[chorus][bizarre] |
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This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock |
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It'll make jehova's witnesses think before they knock (sorry, sorry!) |
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It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse |
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It'll make limp bizkit get rid of fred durst (ha ha!) |
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It'll make holyfield start fighting |
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It'll make ma$e say "fuck church!" and go back to writing |
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It'll make shyne say he sound like biggie smalls |
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It'll make r. kelly give respect to aaron hall |
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It'll make christopher reeve start walking |
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It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking |
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It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut |
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It'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking mutt |
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It'll make a muslim dye his hair blonde |
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It'll make a redneck start to read the holy koran |
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It'll make ike stop beating tina |
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It'll make slim shady fall back in love with christina |
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Christina aguilera... ha ha ha ha![eminem-chorus][swifty] |
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Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! you better have an aim |
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Cause if you don't - you're finished - flat out, nigga, nigga, nigga |
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What? fuck around and get popped with no hesitation, straight up[bizarre] |
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Look at where the fuck we stay at! |
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Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at! |
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Fuck around with us, you get popped |
