Dead Wrong[Puff] Bad Boy baby [Big] Yeah.. yeah.. Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah.. [Puff] Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 Born Again.. c'mon.. [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong [Notorious B.I.G.] Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun smoke Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer The hooker layer - motherfucker say your prayers Hail Mary full of grace.. smack the bitch in the face; Take her Gucci bag and the North Face Off her back, jab her if she act Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like, "The Vapors" Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho Swift fist like Camacho, I got so Much style I should be down wit the Stylistics Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz need to wake up Smell the indonesia; beat you to a seizure Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia She don't remember shit! Just the two hits! Her hittin the floor, and me hittin the clits! Suckin on the tits! Had the hooker beggin for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love; my dick got rock quick I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown I was "Humpin Around" and "Jump-in Around" Jacked her then I asked her who's the man; she said, "B-I-G" Then I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong) [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" [Notorious B.I.G.] When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the tech G Disrespect me - my potency is deadly I'm shootin babies, no ifs ands or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of little sis After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back But Smalls don't get down like that Got your father hidin in a room; fucked him with the broom Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound Who you think you're dealin with? Anybody step into my path is fuckin feelin it! Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy Stab ya til you're gushy, so please don't push.. me I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen The black demon, got the little hookers screamin Because you know I love it young, fresh and green With no hair in between, know what I mean? [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" [Puff] Ladies and gentlemen.. [Eminem] There's several different levels to Devil worshippin: horse's heads, Human sacrifices, canibalism; candles and exorcism Animals havin sex with 'em; camels mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just, Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you unless the fuckin, meat looks fresh I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin, I got a nine in my pocket And baby I'm just, dyin to cock him He's ready for war, I'm ready for war I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw My uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me before I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall Red on the ceilin, red on the floor, get a new whore Met on the second, wet on the third; Then she's dead on the fourth - I'm dead wrong [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" "I don't care what nobody say" [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong [Puff Daddy] Uh-huh, and we won't stop, because we can't stop Eminem Index Off The Wall[Eminem] No matter what people say I'm gon keep rappin this way No matter what you may think I'm gon keep doin my thing [Eminem] I'm almost as famous as fat bald men Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors So she gets fifty years of bad luck [crash] Causing terror to Christina Aguilera When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled in his pants Gotta have it, I hold Tylenol in his hands Til it melts in his fuckin palms and dissolves in his glands [So who is it?] The fool who visit the playground Wit two biscuits to lay down the school district Get pistol whipped wit a Mauseburg Wit a pistol grip and fed pitbulls shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich, I just get sued [Redman] Yo, I leave wit no injure, after I blow four in ya One handstand on top of yo' ninja Crash it, [ERRRR] Doc stir the madness Til y'all outta work like Tony Atlas Walkin, cans in the laundry basket America's most with the army after us Fuck flossin, we take what's yours A low fifteen like a ace in four I'm outta work, but Doc laid them off [Shit, the power's out] The tape is off Yo, you targeted from arsonists Papermate pens filled wit arsenic I got hoes that don't know what Prada is Doc could shape up, touch your barber miss Betty you wit a bloody blade I turn rap camps into Crystal Lake Fuck bitches face is what I'ma do Cuz that what white boy Tano do [Eminem] So how is everybody doin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall!! [Redman] Yo, so how is everybody feelin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump... Off the Wall!! [Eminem] No matter what people say I'm gon keep rappin this way No matter what you may think I'm gon keep doin my thing [Redman] Yo, you could buy Jaz spittin', hospital, son admit it Rip your lips off, kiss my ass wit it Slap bitches, got Marshall Maths [printin] Weed, X, and the acid tabs did it I was happenin wit no rerun Doc rob the neuro when the heat come My barrel hang out the Camaro Aimed at the nose of them hoes it's hard to breathe from Flash the gat, your town, bogardin' Yo' wallet, your chain the main target Beef is like cold engine, don't start it Bust in the air and hit a airplane pilot We clowned you, rap surround sounds around you From ten speed and brown shoe Doc and Eminem, cock the M & M Blood flows with 2Pacalypse and them [Eminem] It's like, Funk Doctor meets the punk rocker Got the drugs stopped inside the lunch box [uhh] Pop junk like I just got jumped Popped the trunk and pulled out the shotgun pump Knock wood, it's all good, thank God for Vodka Cuz wit my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker Probably got a fanatic waitin upstairs in the attic Wit a automatic callin me up there My man Stan wit a gat in his hand Stakin my house out in a tan tinted Sedan He pull your mouth out til you can't finish a damn Ham sandwich, or your can spinach and Spam Til you gotta sip through a straw, shoplifted a mall Pictures of me on my mom's living room wall Hey ma, maybe I'll give you a call Sike you fuckin bitch, suck a dick and two balls I'm givin you all my job descrip' Which is a bitch, bitches the priest offered this Pop more pills than police officers Arrive at the scene and pull me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls But y'all can kiss my ass, pants off and all Cuz I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as well as be a painting smashed on the floor [Redman] So how is everybody feelin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall! [Eminem] So how's everybody doin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall! [Eminem] No matter what people say I'm gon keep rappin this way No matter what you may think I'm gon keep doin my thing No matter what people say I'm gon keep doin my thing No matter... oh Eminem Index If I Get Locked Up Tonight[Dr. Dre] Check Check, 1,2 , 1,2 1,2(it's rolling) Yea yea yea Dr. Dre up in here Y'all know what this is. Its what y'all been waiting for Funk Master Flex, Big Kap, Def Jam Records giving it to you baby. Yo Eminem show these mother fuckers what time it is baby [Eminem] I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit Now if i only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!) Anyway I got down with Dre (What up?) The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray Running up and down the street screaming, "Fuck the Police" When you still had your mother's fucking Nipple stuck in your teeth (Fucking baby) Became a role model after Colorado Now all they do is follow me around and holla Bravo! Hell yea I punch my bitch and beat my kids in public Suck my dick, bitch I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face but I won't Cause you'll probably wanna stand in his place So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass Tupac image You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Wanna Fight?) I'm probably the akwardest alcoholic talking Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket So when you see me on your block stumbling, mumbling A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does I ain't buzzed, I'mm juss high on life So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites? Motherfuckers, Slim Shady Dr Dre: Dr Dre! Eminem: I'm drunk pass the tec [Eminem And Dr. Dre ] Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On [Eminem] The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling iron (AHH!) Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake Dont get so bent out of shape Cause I went out and raped six girlfriends Some people just don't get it, but I won't let it upset me Cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck its like to be so fed up And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes I can't find it at home It hides in the stove (Hello, where you at?) Shit, talk about your brain being baked My shit's still in the oven on 480 De-Grades Hailey Jade, daddy loves you baby, Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you lady You critics wanna criticize but couldnt visualize Individuals lives through a criminal's eyes The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for nothing And Dirty Dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid over his mouth And shove his head in the fan blade Don't ever tell me what I can and what I can't say Or change cause of the age range in my fan base Like I give a fuck who's buying this shit Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to quit Hip Hop is universal now, it's all commercial now It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now But now the white kids like it, so they tell me I can buy it But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get silent Either that or booed, thats why I keep an attitude And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon I'm sick of being judged, fuck it let me see a judge I'll confess to every murder I committed since 3 years old [Eminem And Dr. Dre ] Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On [Dr. Dre] Fuck that, turn that shit off Let's get the fuck out of here You know how we do (echo) Eminem Index Stir Crazy(Uhh, hell yea man, hm, oh fuck yeah When I'm not at home, beating my shit to death I'm listening to the Madd Rapper's album This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm still mad as hell...fuck you) (Eminem) I'm crazy with this razor with this razor I'm crazy With this crazor I'm razy, razor crazed I'm crazy! (Ok I'm Re-Loaded!!) Go Bring Jay-Z!!! (Tell them him I'ma ghostwrite for him!!) Over Dre's Beats!!! Ran in the ladies room naked in a blanket At the banquet and started to spank it (AHHH!!) Came in the bank with a tank, fired a blank At the clerk and handcuffed her ankles to the safe and thanked her But I didn't take nothing (Thanks!) Every bullet came from the same gun Just from different angles, cause I was pickin' strange places to aim from (Mad Rapper: Man, I bet you 50 bucks you won't jump out the window Shady) (Crash) (Ahhhh!!) Pay me (Madd Rapper) Psych, no way fucked up in the head Shot my girl and my sister cause I caught them in bed (Wait, wait, wait) I'm a crazy mothafucka might shoot me a fed Or I just might start a fist fight instead See as far as the dough go I go loco, see me pumpin gas at your local Sunoco Stuck off the hydro mixed with cocoa Jump turnstyles, then run from po po Life stinks, we dont give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (CRAZY!!!) Life stinks, we dont give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (CRAZY!!!) (Madd Rapper) Yo yo, i wish I'd been aborted My pockets got a shortage Everything I wanna floss I can't afford it I'm tryin to sell a O', my pops tryin' to snort it My daughter's babysitter is about to be deported I'm mad cause I still stand in line for clubs Mad cause my rottweiler still shits on the rugs (God Dammit Spike!!!) Feeling kinda crazy now, I just might flip out Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I might trip out, like... (Eh.... Oh... Dude... That shit's crazy man... oohhhh..... This is incredible... ohhh....) Fuck that Slim keep that for yourself You a crazy white dude and u need some help, word (Eminem) I got a beautiful wife, kids and a gorgeous home What would make jump in the tub with a cordless phone? I'm straight viscious I hit you with plates and dishes Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay cause I hate bitches? Slut dont be nice to me, I've had it with girls And i'll still be mad at the world, even if it apoligized to me (Sorry!) You're hearing the last thoughts of a man about to blow his fuckin' brains out Fall back with a blood stained blouse on top of his spouse Spread out on a blood stained couch In front of his kids that he just killed in the same house I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson In little boys' drawers shoppin' at toy stores **whistling** Shady said it, Shady meant it, I stay demented I'll throw a stroller at u, with a baby in it Go ahead pull the plug, think I won't smack you I just dropped a fuckin' pill mom, dont vacuum!!! Life stinks, we dont give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (CRAZY!!!) Life stinks, we dont give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (CRAZY!!!) Eminem Index Hellbound[Announcer] Welcome back, to the stage of history [Eminem] Yo.. Slim Shady! Yo.. I'll fuckin.. I'll.. I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww) Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to The only key that I see to defeat you Would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you And force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse You'll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin G, I'm a cannibal I ain't tryin to shoot you, I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass And have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!) Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket To fill it full of explosive gasses And close it back with a lit match in it While I sit back and just hope it catches Blow you to fragments Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes [J-Black] I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot One day we all gon' die But when I die, I'ma be so high That I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare With the chalk outline still there I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot I got a cross on my chain but it's just a rock Now if I pray everynight (night) Do I still have to hold my trey very tight? You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me but I don't reply back Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at? [J-Black] I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [Announcer] Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns Final battle, fight! [Masta Ace] Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel Everyday I grow more older, and more colder Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don't care [J-Black] I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] But every time I take a step, it gets dim.. Tell me is this hell we're livin in? Haha.. [Announcer] Time's up! You lose! Eminem Index Shit On You(Eminem) I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you I will shit I'll shit on you Girl you know I'll shit on you Bitch or man I'll shit on you I will shit (Swift aka Swifty McVeigh) I remain fatter than gluttony Tapin bombs to the back of record companies Blow em up if they ain't want me The national guard They scared to hunt me I love beef I got you hoes duckin me A drug thief Bitch I'll take your marijuana These slugs with keep yo ass away from my corner I drown niggas in hundred-degree saunas You can act a fool if you wanna (bitch) It's this lyrical piranha Strapped with a grenade In the pool with your mama Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom Twist nothin up like a condom Slap it if u muthafuckas got a problem When I see em You hoes endin up in a fuckin mausoleum Or hiden in the trunk of a black & gold bm Pull in the garage while u screamin Keep the motor on then I'm leavin I'll shit on you I will shit on you I don't care who you are I'll shit on you I don't give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house Fuck your jewelry And Fuck your watch Fuck your wife Fuck your kids Fuck your family I'll shit on you (Bizarre aka Peter S. Bizarre) I'm a alcoholic with the fuckin toilet Pass the hot dogs (bizarre aren't you Islamic) Bitch shut your fuckin mouth I'ma keep eatin till Richard Simmons comes to my house with a chain saw to cut me out I'll fuck your wife I had sex since I met her I'm to busy fuckin Your 12 year old baby-sitter And all women ain't shit Only good for cookin,cleanin,and suckin dick and thats it I was responsible for killin John Candy I got Jonbenet Ramsey in my 98 camry I don't give a fuck who you are I'll shit on anybody Truly yours the idiotic Bizarre (Eminem aka Slim Shady) My adolescent years weren't shit till what I do now I never grew up I was born grown and grew down The older I get the dumber the shit I get in The more ignorant the incident is I fit in Ignorin the shit how boring it gets When there's no one to hit I don't know when to quit throwin a fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me Its they who raised me and say the can take me Its they who legs I brake and make achy Its they who mistake me and make me so angry "I'll shit on you" I'll spit on you Start pissin then do the opposite on you You weren't listenin I said I'll cop a squat on you and Start spillin my guts like chicken cordon bleu And straight shit Like notorious big did to that bitch On his skit on his last album Pull my pants down I will shit on you I don't care who you are I'll shit on you I don't give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house Fuck your jewelry And Fuck your watch Fuck your wife Fuck your kids Fuck your family I'll shit on you (Kon Artis aka Denine Porter) Is Richard Pryor still alive If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin Born brainless This steel ain't stainless Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang it Bitch brang it These niggas that i hang wit Will hang u up naked by your ankles danglin My needa stays stranglin I don't need your help If u gon give me the pussy I'll unloosen my belt I'll punch your daddy not Your moms kinda cock Your sister tends court Your aunt supply her rocks Buck 50 cross yo neck Floss yo tek I'll beat you wit it across yo chest (Kuniva aka Von) It's only right I jack your car keys and run Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns For fun, when I'm drunk I'll run a truck through the weed house Jump out and beat your peeps down worst than Steve Stout Put you in chokeholds I learned last week From the police man Who caught me stealing weed from his jeep I see hoes bitin Y'all don't wanna brawl Thats like D-bo fightin Peablo Bryson So what you hollering and yelling about I'll reach in your mouth And pull your fuckin skeleton out Niggas get hit wit a two piece "Bling Bling" With a poisonous sting I'm such a violent thing I will shit on you I don't care who you are I'll shit on you I don't give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house Fuck your jewelry And Fuck your watch Fuck your wife Fuck your kids Fuck your family I'll shit on you (Eminem aka Slim Shady) Once I get on 2 hits of x My disk slips and disconnects Till I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects Over reaction is my only reaction Which only sets off a chain reaction And puts 5 more zainiac than maniacs in action A rat pack In black jackets who pack 10 9 millimeters 5 criminals pullin heaters And spillin liters of blood like swimmin pools Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too A lotta people say misoginistic which is true I can't deny it matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot If u don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet Boy girl dog woman man child I'll Shit on you I will shit on you i don't care who you are I'll shit on you I don't give a fuck about you or your car I'll shit on you Fuck your house fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch I'll shit on you I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me I'll shit on you You heard me (Eminem laughing) Bitch I'll shit on you D-12 will shit on you I'll shit on you Your life Your wife Your kids Your car I'll shit on you Your house Your spouse Your rings Your things I'll shit on you I'll shit on you I'll shit on you I'll shit on you Eminem Index Rush Ya Clique[Pace Won] Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!) Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up [Az-Izz] Yo, I'm finally convinced my kindness and innocence Is a crime in a sense, climbing a fence Diagonally bent, dying in agony in a magically event Outz in a fear of family presents Capped in clak smoke, pack toast in a black coat To roast motherfuckers, over lactose Stay skeed off laced weed I take cheese, and page trees in the Bricks Rolling box of Tracies [Pace Won] Call a go-go dancer Get up in that ass and wreck shop like colon cancer Hit it from the back, bitch can't hold her pants up Once for my cock, twice for my block, I got it locked like handcuffs Pacer got a razor, get you and your man cut Swing a blow you can't duck Throw up your hands, what? Nobody on earth could see Pacer I get your shit then peel off like Speed Racer [Pace Won] Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!) Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up [Slang Ton] I hit you bastards raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna And if you ever wanna get a deal You should either OD off skill pills Or steal my reel-to-reel Most of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when I'm tighter than the jeans that show hoochie chicks' coochie prints Outsidaz, we hot as Hell's flames is And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like twelve gauges [Eminem] I'm so weeded (How weeded are you?) I'm so weeded I can freestyle for sixteen bars (Ha ha ha) Right off the top, then go back to the top And then repeat it (Ha) Write it down on the paper And still be able to read it (Sorry) I can't read, but I still write to my pen pals (Uh, uh, dear) I can't fly, but I still float on cement clouds (Whee!) I can't see cause my eyes already been gouged out I been down with the Outz for ten thou-sand years ([Pace Won] So dunn, here?) Some weird kids with piercings in more than one ear Lauryn, huh? Hill? ([Pace won] There's more than one? IIIllll) What? You want me to stop? Here? [Pace Won] Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!) Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up [Young Zee] Yea Your girl could suck my dick chewing Big Red Till she choke and scrape her wisdom tooth on my dick head Puff a tray bag, Outz never pay cabs Bust a A-rab, front on taking us up eighth Ave Yea, we all of the a volumes What be the outcome? We selling twenty million albums Ay your record, ain't nobody buy that You fell off, and had to take your five mic And push a white Ac, with a bike rack [Axe] It's the A, the X, the E Why pay for ass, if I can sex for free? F' with we, what you expect to see Death's your destiny, when it's my time for rest in peace Bet they find my pistol next to me My dick is giving ecstasy Shit I say, spread like leprosy I'm on a quest to be, the best emcee Living recklessly, cock the weaponry Lay you on your back like Lei Wulong from Tekken 3 Yo follow, never question me [Pace Won] Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!) Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up [Pace Won] C'mon yo Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Snuff your bitch, crush your whip, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Outworld baby Eminem Index We Shine"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray [Verse One] I'm rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit If anyone steps up askin shit, I'm blastin shit You gone phase me, but swingin like Peter Parker Motherfuck the shop, I'll wreck the Goddamn barber Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up You couldn't be a dope MC if you said his rhymes drugged up I told you once, but you forget so here's a flashback "You couldn't be shit, if you came out my asscrack" Stop frontin kid, you know you ain't paid And the only mic/Mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade Ain't nothin lyrical about you but your lies So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies You're played like my five-year old's newborn toys Don't know shit about Chicago, but I could still make Illa Noyz Like Robin Leech I display stylish ways Thats rough like my face when I haven't shaved in days Listen up, all these words take heed When I cock and squeeze, no more MC's breathe (none) I'm sick of this, here's my final dis Fuck you dumb niggaz you ain't shit like this "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray [Eminem] My Smith and Wessy got you layin in some alley messy Got your family lookin for your ass on Sally Jesse We squash beef in the mo', when you ain't breathin no more Leavin your skull split like Steven Seagal Let the cat out, flat out, Detroit's a mad house So I don't get offended when I hear my city badmouthed We quick to pull the gat out and set it And leave you with more shit missin than a Lil' Kim radio edit Stick up kids be tryin to live paid You get your grill sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage Get the guage, cock it back, empty your pockets, Jack Or I'ma send you flyin like a rocketpack Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack Break into your crib still your shit and lock it back Ten-year old kids be standin on the block with gats Just for livin nowadays'll get you flocked with bats Where I'm from...yaknow what'm sayin?, that's some old Detroit shit y'all wouldn't know about that shit, though. Less you come to my city, ya know what'm sayin? See where we live, cause we shine "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray [Hush] MC's put Detroit up in they rap songs Cause without us there careers wouldn't last long So like a generation we've been passed on Now its our time to shine, put your glasses on Got these A & R's and labels with binoculars Lookin in, jockin us and not jockin yours Too many groups follow trends, unoriginal Usin loops that transcend every bitch in you Don't ever try to say this is a ghost town One million rappers in this bitch, they need to slow down Evualute the situation, all the rest are killers Fly hoes out on Jefferson with the drug dealers Two years in the joint, nobody's touchin Hush Try to say you'll put us down, but your under us Now who the fuck are you? its just coincidental When your rhyme your even worse than the instrumental Your just a phone-tapper with no backbone Talkin shit, I got a clique that only pack chrome Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, when we hit Next time you'll think twice of who you fuckin wit "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) Eminem Index Turn Me LooseEminem: Aite Fred Durst: Check! Slim Shady, do the mic. kid (Eminem) I don't do black music I don't do white music I make fight music For High School kids I pull side full grips When I drive like this {screech} With a slipped disk From a Limp Bizkit diss I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit Little rich kids in cribs Don't attempt this shit Just step back While I prep up to pimp this bitch So I said to the girl, I'm like "What up girl?" "Shut up girl!" And showed her a cut-up squirrel She screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her Slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer I moved on to two blondes And kissed 'em on a futon {Ay yo baby!} {What do you want?!} I looked at 'em both and I was like "Look, check this out toots, I'm lookin' for cookie pus" I need to speak to 'em immediatly They played my video on MTV last week And just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then some In comes Fred Durst (Fred Durst) Yo Shady let me get some Who knows what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum hung from my high chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the diva Hold the flavor of a single See me and Shady? I think we got a lock down Shocked by the sound I got you cruisin' with your top down These two blondes I offered 'em both a drink And this you would think Could get the party started But instead them girls turned their heads Opened up their mouths Smelt like somebody farted So if it's time for me to move on Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor So turn me loose I was cuttin' the rug with this chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk And a prick Ramblin' on about how He was gonna kill me Wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt But no- He insisted we should go Before I could drop 'em Shady had to clock 'em The music stopped The party stood in shock So I looked around Grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all But don't you Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all (Eminem) Turn me loose You better tell 'em to come re-shingle the roof Just keep feedin' me free drinks till I puke And Fred'll ask me to lead sing in his group I'm sick at the barn I'm not bein' approached Cuz Fred's over there stealin' all of my hoes {Yo Fred save me some} I walked up to these saimese twins And asked to have a threesome Told 'em two heads are better that one Plus I respect how y'all roll together as one Got a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groin Stood up like "Ay wait, where you goin" {bye!} Oh well Three strikes and I'm out I struck out and stood tied to the road {ouch} I ain't tryin' no more Fuck it- I'm chillin' Get a shot of yable {ahhh} Fell asleep on the ceiling (Fred Durst) Who knows what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum hung from my high chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the diva Hold the flavor of a single See me and Shady? I think we got a lock down Shocked by the sound I got you cruisin' with your top down These two blondes I offered 'em both a drink And this you would think Could get the party started But instead them girls turned their heads Opened up their mouths Smelt like somebody farted So if it's time for me to move on Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor So turn me loose I was cuttin' the rug with this chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk And a prick Ramblin' on about how He was gonna kill me Wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all But don't you Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all Eminem Index |
