Just Rhymin' Wit Proof[Eminem] Are we supposed to shut up or talk...I'll cut your butt up and walk... Around with my ass showing all over the fuckin town [Proof] ....Then You get done up in chalk Yo.... [Eminem] We ready...we ready .. we ready.. we ready ? Ready to hold it steady....Speakin of hold it steady.... You can hold my nuts steady and then.... I can stick my dick in you like a machette...If you're a girl... If you're a girl then you're my world...And I will kill anybody... That means... you, her or him It doesnt matter cuz I'm Eminem And I'm Slim...I'm also slim and your future's Whim [Proof] Ha ha....don't stop D-12 y'all...yea we bust it off the top We get in that ass Preparation-H style Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!) Everybody tryina tell us to wait now You look dumb as fuck...Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown (hahaha) Tryin to dance around How the fuck it feel lock in hand set now Sever your style .. Divide and Parish Part ish...when my cart is bustin thru this... Wassup to Bizzare Kid Targets get hit and liftoff Here it is we bout to rip off Lick shots...no time...we gettin dick snot Emzy... [Eminem] Speakin of lift off.... I'm blastin off...your ass is soft...so I'm startin to jack off Cuz I'm so horny...and your lyrics are so corny That they bore me and I woke up too late this morning Or too early...wait a minute there goes Shirley... The girly I fucked last year when her hair was curly Couldnt remember it cuz I was Infinite And I met ken Kaniff in Connecticut He said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down And he said â...I like youâ...and then he walked up and said â... let me snake bite youâ... And I said hell no...kicked him with my shell toe... Gave him a elbow...Ayo Proof ...go.... [Proof] Yo it's the D to the 1 - 2 What you wanna get done to... Your chest plate...eradicate Get your flesh ate...easily done..Here it is... Freestyle...no need to write shit...cuz when we write shit Y'all like to bite shit...that why street light up when we write stuff It's time to be the champions at this...it's D-12 1-2 True crew...Slim Shady and Big proof Knockin over Igloos in Alaska when we blast ya A massacre creator, one time for data Darker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equator It's time to get down one time for those that dont know us Girls wanna blow us like Monica....Lewinsky Come against me... [Eminem] Go and see I'm an invincible Mc If you dont believe it then you wanna try to convince me That you're doper than me...which we'll hope You would hope to be....but hopefully I will rock globaly And nationwide...thats why my ass is wide Thats why your ass just died on the passanger side... Like a fuckin ride...when it got shot up by a drive by When I drove by 5 times and gave it five tries And still missed it I got a fuckin mental illness a gentle stillness... Violence...complete silence is what I need in the room while I freestyle What I need is to do...what is need is smoke weed and brew And......smoke brew ? You don't smoke brew... If you do I'll choke you and then I garauntee I'll out smoke you You're crew's a joke too and i can stick my dick in a bitch and poke you.... [Proof] Stick it in there....rock with my cock on sky rock Knock ya eye out the sock...(sock) Get..(get) yeah we come to rock....(it) So don't get in the way cuz we gon drop....(shit) Now how you feel right now we bust yo..op....(tic)....(tock) We lunatics with mics and we dont stop we come to rock The dirty dozen is non-stop.. To the top from tree tops to ewoks that pop Reeboks And men with pre-ops Yo now there is 3-Pac's Master P....Thug Life and now it's 2pac Get back to that one...here goes the rhyme that you dropped... [Eminem] The rhyme that I dropped is stickin up IHOP In high tops and walking around like a one eyed Cyclops And you can't see me....I only got one eye and I can still see you You can even give it a dumb try...If you're a dumb guy then come try this But I rock the microphone with my flyness So get off my jock..get of my cock..when I sky rock ...it in sky rock..shit...bitch [Proof] Ayo...a lot of people always try to tell us...that we gona be better or failrues But me or slim yo you cant tell me... You try to freestyle son we gon put these verses on your Lp Slow down with that old stuff....I heard the most of y'all is Mos Def [Eminem] My Lp...my whole Lp...tha last one was screaming help me You couldnt melt me if you was Vanilla Ice...Yo guess what.... My Nuuuuuuuuutz Here I go with the lyrical miracle...spiritual spirital...you dont wanna hear it tho I rickety rock the micrphone Don't do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid...I knew it I take a beat and loop it...i take a beat and troop it What the fuck did that mean...I dont know but i got phat jeans on And I already said that but I dont know where my head's at All I wanna do is go back to the hotel and know where my bed's at [Proof] yo wheres the beds at so we can relax and catch Ease Y'all dont want none of tha dirty Deez >From the 3-1 its for the three of thirds One third Mc yo we smoke y'all like herbs Under the curb early morn take it to born Y'all get broke up...put back together ...re-enacment Some times you see this...you just a faggot No need to tag it...wit more loot that Jimmy Swagart [Eminem] Faggot....uh oh...was that homophobic... But no one knows it...and I'm so homophobic I wont even throw clothes in the Closet Fuck it...I've lost it....I'm holocausted...see my face it's written all acrossed it This beer makes me wanna disappear this year I'm so high I'm bout to die...and I'm so tired I'm bout to fry You're so fired you're down [Proof] Hey....it's me...it's the hamster man... Coming all the way from Amsterdam.... And I come to tell you all a little secret..... So you can ........eat it ....you got to grab your crackers {mumbling} [Eminem] Quit spittin your writ shit bitch I'll kill you and kick you In your motherfuckin dick and your clit...you little pussy Hermaphardite with no apettite And you aint rappin right but you was taking rapid bites Of my dick when you was on it...my brain is haunted I walk up in a place in a t shirt wit my stains on it But i dont give a damn...give a fuck...give a shit...give a hell give a piss give a dick give a lick [Proof] Yea....live and direct it's us You better back up... [Eminem] You better back up before I jack off Back off before I jack off [Proof] You better back off before he jack off (laughing) You better back off before I jack off [Eminem] Colder than Jack Frost...smack you across your face While I'm still jackin off Sittin in the closet beatin my shit Aint got nuttin else to do cuz I'm thinkin of a bitch Wait a minute ...oh shit she's here... Look who walked in the door....come in it's Britney Spears (Ken Kaniff) Oh....come here little girl come here little girl [Eminem] What happened? (I dunno) We stopped rappin (Oh it's Clappin) Gun clappin...and all I need is one napkin to wipe the cum off When I come off with the drum off Whatever the hell that meant...but I can still speak wit a accent A french accent Excuse my french but Suck my dick touche le le poo...uhh....bitch [Proof] Bonjuor...I'm here with the cure...Oh yea lets rock it for the drawer Hey Em...how you doin this is me...The Em jock...get off my... Damn cock .....laughing.... [Eminem] Yo while you're spraying verbs...you aint even fuckin saying words (THuuuG) Pronounce your words right...and you can ride around curbs And bounce your hebrs tight What the fuck ? Yo put another beat on before you get peed on Hi...Hi.... My name is ...my name is...my name is... Slim Shady...Slim Shady...Bitch you're little just like that Kim lady And I'm in sky rock radio...the shadiest bro on the radio But you dont hear me tho..... Eminem Index Wake Up Show Freestyle[Eminem] Yo, speed racer, 97' burgundy Blazer Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer I'm on some low ish, I'm fed up wit the being broke ish I'm not to joke wit Bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it My brains dusted; I'm disgusted at all my habits Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets Loosing battles to wack rappers 'cause I'm always too blunted Walkin' up in the cypher smokin', talkin' like, "Who want it?" Thug and crook; every drug in the book I've done it My 9's at your frame,is that your chain? Run it Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor? Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your Progressive pager Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer Stole your mom's Acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her ( Right right right ! ! ! ) (( Ding ! ! ! )) The doctors you'll need after our battle are known as psychiatrics I'll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you, and I'ma make sure you come back for it So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses ( Ooh ) ..Take em' on long vacation trips Kidnappin' em' and trappin' em' in abusive relationships Mess up your face and lips Slit your stomach and watch your gut split Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit ((Laughter)) Mama don't you cry, your son's too far gone I'm so high, I don't even know what label I'm on I'm messed up, feelin' like an over worked plumber I'm sick of the crap, what's Dr. Kevorkian's phone number? ( Ha.. Hot ) Eminem Index I RememberYour mother, you fuckin faggot La da da, da da da, da da (repeated) Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik Shrody Rest in peace, we aint forget about you, you fuckin homo We still remember There once was a man who liked to jump around (jump around) But he got too old to jump up and down (up and down) (so then what happened?) So he put the mic down and picked the guitar up (picked the guitar up) (and then he what?) Started singin the blues like there no tomorrow (no tomorrow) (come on) Left his boys in the house of pain (the house of pain) It was the wisest decision he ever made (ever made) But the dumbest thing he could ever do (could ever do) Was try to buck a 380 on those who act shady Tell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do) Cause I remember all those years How it was when you were here I remember how it was, how it was when you were young Yesterday was so long ago (long ago) Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now Don't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no more I remember back when you had The Knack (had the knack) And i remember when you had your first heart attack (heart attack) I was right there laughin when I heard the news (heard the news) I just wish the cardiac would'a murdered you (would'a murdered you) Maybe Ice-T's right, you are a bitch (you are a bitch) You come around when you're broke and you leave when you're rich But the dumbest thing he could ever do (could ever do) Was try to buck a 380 on those who act shady Tell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do) Cause I remember all those years How it was when you were here I remember how it was, how it was when you were young Yesterday was so long ago (long ago) Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now Don't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no more Yo (yo) yo (yo) yo (yo) Remember back in '94, like right before Ms. Everlast was Whitey Ford Before his heart attack had him on life support When house of pain was out of fame like someone doused the flame And they became destined to never jump around again Or even further back, when i first had heard The Knack And you were down with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, man I was into it But then you went and took your style and switched the shit Now you sound rediculous you dickless piece of shit, How could you diss me, bitch? I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude, Remember Sway and Tech when I came up and sat beside you Started rhymin, then you left the room And didn't say goodbye or nothin? Like you was mad that someone else was White and tried to rhyme or somethin I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin to steal your light or nothin But you're a homosexual, white rappin Irish {*faggot*?} Man I wish I was irish, I could be a {*faggot*?} too Then I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't know what to do What's up with you? I never fucked with you, why would you fuck with me? Knowin I could rap circles around you, what, are you as nuts as me? Plus I can sing better than you and I don't fuckin sing And probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a string But I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was you I'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92 So everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of you And maybe that will help me know what it's like to sing the blues Cause I remember all those years How it was when you were here I remember how it was, how it was when you were young Yesterday was so long ago (long ago) Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now Don't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no more Cause I remember all those years How it was when you were here I remember how it was, how it was when you were young Yesterday was so long ago (long ago) Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now Don't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no more You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuck And by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gun If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gun You little bitch Next time say my fuckin name in a song Don't be subliminal about it You wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt Eminem Index |
