作词 : CARLISLE, VON M/MATHERS, MARSHALL/MOORE, ONDRE C/RESTO, LUIS
Aiyyo Head, that's why I fu*ked your mother you fat motherfu*ker!
{*beat changes to 2Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"*}
Kill Whitey! - Hahaha
Kill Whitey! - Detroit! What? What?
Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yo
Kill Whitey! - Haha! Look
First off, fu*k your songs and the **** you say
Diss my wife, but at least I got a bi*ch, you gay
You claim to be a Muslim but you Irish White
So fu*k you fat boy, drop the mic, let's fight
Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass ****head
I keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Dilated, go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three CD's, nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don't fu*k around with real MC's
Who ain't ready for no underground beef, so fu*k geeks
I let you fag*ots know it's on for life
But Everlast might die tonight, haha
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed
Fu*k with me and take a heart pill, you know!
[Hook
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you 'bout to get relapsed any minute
Honkey, I hit 'em up!
Hahaha, yo check this out
You fa*gots ain't even on my level
I'mma let D-12 ride on you bi*ch-made as* fag*ots!
[Kon Artis
Whitey Ford's heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's gettin his as* floored for talkin back
Little fag*ot Hamburgular, I show you where the burgers are
At your own restaraunt, while I'm servin ya
Drop and stomp your whole heart 'til it stops
Call the cops, I'mma beat your as* while they watch
[Kuniva
Where's your House of Pain now? There's only one of you Erik
You a petty coward, you ain't ready to steady go a round
With some killers from 7 Mile to the motherfu*kin Belle Isle Bridge
[Hook
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you 'bout to get relapsed any minute
Honkey, I hit 'em up!
[Eminem
This ain't no freestyle battle Everlast gettin killed
With his chest open
Tryin to throw a fu*kin punch, but you just chokin
Havin a stroke and now you learn why crackers never earned a dime
Cause you SUCK motherfu*ker you should learn to rhyme
Talkin 'bout you packin pistols but it's funny to me
You ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be me
I'm a paleface killer whale
On his way to fu*kin prison, pistol whippin tail, ha
Erik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day?
That **** was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it's all about country, you gave up hip-hop
Forty-nine thousand copies, the week your **** drop
While my sales makin records break
Two and a half million scanned by the second week
Motherfu*ker I hit 'em up!
[Proof
Fu*k the music, we got an uzi for all you fags
Get the **** out of our stereo, Dilated you violated
Now you 'bout to get annihilated, we gon' bury you
Iriscience get choked up and yoked up
All you underground b*tches get your throats cut
[Swifty
I choke Whitey Ford with his fu*kin guitar cord
And stuff him in cardboard, chopped up in a box
With sixteen parts, I stomped on his heart
D-12, Amityville, fu*k your mother while you watch
Keep your restaraunt locked and block your door
Cause we "Hit 'Em Up" like motherfu*kin 2Pac Shakur
[Eminem
Too many cheeseburgers McDonald's Big Mac greases
White devil, washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over to country
{*laughing*}
Yo, aiyyo cut this **** off
{*needle drags, beat stops*}
Fu*k him, that's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done, that's it
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise
I just believe in kickin a man while he's down
God damn! I quit
Mention my daughter's name in a song again you fu*kin punk
Aiyyo..