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1. _ Devils Night
[eminem]
I make music to make you sick of fake music
Hate music like devil worshippin satan music
So say your prayers, your hail mary's and jesuses
Take two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix
Try to stop it but you cain't do it (ha ha)
A whole generation of kids blowin out their fuckin brains to this
Kurt cobain music - students converted to 'caine users
As soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it
What's your name?
[swifty mcvay]
Judas
Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let's do this
I got niggaz that shoots to static - you don't understand
How i'm all up in you niggaz tv's like carole anne
I'm a poltergeist, lyrically i'm supposed to strike
Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with molson ice
(swifty get your own woman!) i want his wife
I'm the type to go to gamblin parties with trick dice
I rob casinos, slugs, eat those
You'd think it was the devil feedin you jalapenos
Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your clean clothes
My fo'-fo', prone to make you niggaz breathe wrong
[chorus: eminem]
It's devils night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)
It's devils night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)
Cause i came back to rule this time!
It's devils night - cause i came back to take what's mine!
Yes it's devils night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)
It's devils night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)
Cause i came back to rule this time!
It's devils night - cause i came back to take what's mine!
[kon artis]
It's like i'm on the john, tryin to shit and get no response
Constipated bitch, tell these pigs to back off!
The mind of rapist, denaun never changes
Beat up strangers without a reason, i'm a anus
Walk the street in a "beat it" jacket with a glove to match it
Drop the hat shit i put my head on opposite and step backwards
Walkin zombied it's ornery
Pullin armed robberies on politicians without a sense of camraderie
[kuniva]
Yo, i can concoct the nine slot, plus i run with the best
Hop on a motorcycle, bustin wheelies over your chest
Bystanders standin by, thinkin oh what a mess
Blast through every hickie that them bitches put on your neck
What the fuck do you expect, when the slugs are dealt
And make you feel every ounce of pain that bugz done felt
A deranged team, smokin ganja greens
This car beam'll make your fuckin head shake like tambourines
I pledge allegiance to the streets of the d
And if you think you out cold, catch a piece of this heat
And when it blast, it'll take off every piece of your [scream]
From her barettes to her cheeks to her cute little feet
[chorus]
[bizarre]
Stop takin drugs!! i'm tryin
My little boy is dyin, he losin too much iron
And if i die, it won't be because i got shot
It'll be because i tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock
Takin drugs is cool, that's why i buy 'em
Shoot 'em up my ass, let your little brother try 'em
Ten years is what i'm facin
Police breakin in my house, lil' bow wow in the basement
(jermaine!) a rapist that'll bust in your mouth
I'll probably be in jail 'fore this fuckin album comes out
I'm eighteen years old, still shit in the bed
Beaten 'til i'm red, fear nothin but war and bread
It's me again, fuckin dirty jinn
So what if it burns, bitch when i stick it in
No medication, i'm out of perkasets
I lost my weed, plus my fuckin diaper's wet
[chorus]
[eminem]
It's devils night!
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2. _ Instigator
[cut 'n scratched: "i'm an instigator" -> swifty mcvay]
[chorus: swifty mcvay]
"i'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see?
"i'm an instigator" - ain't nobody worse than me
"i'm an instigator" - i'll be the first to beef
First to squeeze, take heed to the words i speak
"i'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see?
"i'm an instigator" - ain't nobody worse than me
"i'm an instigator" - i'll be the first to beef
First to squeeze, 'til it hurts to breathe, fuck with me
[kuniva]
I love gettin shit started
I instigate a peace talk into a beef talk until police need chalk
To chalk you up, have bitches walkin up
Smackin you in your face, screamin that you talk too much
Tell women you said you fucked 'em
Tell the hardest nigga you said you snuck him
Ran his pockets and stuck him
'til they gather in front of your crib, guns and long clips
Laughin when they shoot at you over the wrong shit
I lock down your block with lies that's so believable
You'll run and grab your shotguns, glocks and nines (whattup)
Walkin blind, excite fights until they erupt (do it!)
Instigate my own death cause killin you ain't enough
[swifty mcvay]
I don't give a fuck if we beefin or not, i'll squeeze first
I'ma heat up yo' spot, i'm a nigga that breathe dirt
On these streets every day, snatchin niggaz yea
How you bitches needin work, you can get it from mcvay
I'm dispiteful, i tie a hoe a maniacal foul animal
Liable to leave you strapped with yo' bible (fo' real)
I'm psycho, my bullets won't fly by you
You wanna kill me? {*explosion*} you got the right to
Ain't gotta wait 'til night to snipe if i don't like you
You gettin hit in broad daylight with a white rifle
In front of yo' window i'm lookin right through
I love when i see a nigga get stuck..
[chorus]
[kon artis]
"i'm an instigator" - drama tends to follow me
I know, i probably owe all of my friends apologies
Lie to every bitch just to get her to swallow me
Get a lobotomy nigga this one's to my arteries
Guns are a part of me i pack more than pottery
I oughta be jailed for depicted mockery
Egg on fights to plot on the niggaz that shot at me
I don't twist the truth i just make it gothic see
I'm nothin but a liar with a big-ass mouth
Dick and fists big enough to knock your bitch-ass out
Got no reason to tell you the truth
But to be honest with you i rap with him but i don't like proof
[proof]
Nigga fuck you, me and swift got plans to jump you
Type of nigga to shake your hand and stomp you
"i'm an instigator" - convince a tenth grader
To run up inside his classroom and leave the kids..
Bitch wait up, this is the season
For squeezin off triggers on niggaz for no reason
Either jump or quit runnin your mouth
Pull a gun out, but i use it 'til the bullets run out
[chorus]
[swifty mcvay]
I throw a brick at your crib, have you standin on the porch
Screamin, "look what you did!" i ain't feelin no remorse
Nigga just pick up the kids, and swift got first dibs
With these cherry hot slugs that'll barbecue your ribs
I'm preparin deathbeds, quick to bust lead
While i'm starin at the feds, tearin off they legs
Once you drop dead they'll be swearin it's a plague
I'm sicker than a coke rastafarian with dreads
You get shanked if you move, ditched with no clues
Don't put shit on yo' tape but yo' skits and interludes
And once i finish you they wouldn't put it in the news
I'm nuts so you hoes ain't got the guts to end the feud
[chorus]
[cut 'n scratched: "i'm an instigator" to fade]
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3. _ Obie Trice
(feat. obie trice)
Yeah, this is dj seven deuce
Of the motown sounds on w-down, ha ha
Give a big shout out to runyan ave.
And them detroit players, y'knowhatimean?
And we gonna go to the phone lines right now
Caller.. [beep]
Caller my ass! you know who this is
Look i'm mad as hell
First you got eminem, this nigga say he gon' get me on his album
No show i didn't get on it
Then he signed these niggaz d-12, these lil' punk ass niggaz
Then all of a sudden i heard he signed a new motherfucker named
[obie trice]
Obie trice, first i took the underground over
The well-known asshole brought y'all whore
Then the industry start interestin me
Now i'm shady records like marshall mathers lp
Mr. trice, the name has occured
In your conversation, but the face is a blur
And if you never spoke my name, nigga you heard
Got word, from that mega bitch that stay bootleggin
Underground since the fu-schnickens
Or underground since chi-ali was fuckin with them stupid bitches
Different species (ahhh!)
Shittin on you punk motherfuckers
With a dirty dozen type of feces
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4. _ Bizarre (skit)
[bizarre]man did you see that hoe with them big tities?
[kuniva]yo nigga what's goin on fool?
[bizarre]whatup my nigga?
[kuniva]nuttin man, yo, this is my girl right here sind right here
[kuniva]sind this is bizarre i was tellin you about
[kuniva]that's my nigga
[kuniva]yo look i'm bout to run in the store and get some forties and a coupla blunts
[kuniva]man you why dont you go to the store with me
[bizarre]all right
[kuniva]all right bet, i'll be back in a little bit nigga
[bizarre]aight my nigga
(music start playin in the background "bizarre's gonna rape ya")
[sind]so how long you been on eminem
[bizarre]eminem? shit i don't know eminem, i'm just in town for this little jazz festival and shit
[bizarre]you know, something on the side
[bizarre]yo can i get you some sparkling water and shit? you want some water?
[sind]no, no, no thanks
[bizarre]how about some pig feet
[sind]naw, i'm straight, i'm ready to smoke
[sind]damn, what's takin the kuniva so long?
*bizarre farts*
[sind]no the fuck you didn't!
[bizarre]girl chill out that shit came from my soul
[bizarre]fuck that shit you better out dead youknowwhatimsayin
[bizarre]and i want you to give me a little kiss though
*bizarre farts again*
[sind]a kiss? kiss you where?
[bizarre]all right i'm a tell you, i'm a tell you, i'ma tell you in your ear
(music stops)
[bizarre]on my booty
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5. _ That's How (skit)
[kon artis]
Hold up hold up i know you didnt just through shit up on this stage
Bitch ass nigga
Fuck me? nigga fuck you
(punching)
Mother fucking ass nigga
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6. _ That's How...
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
Yo, if you a loudmouth, tryin to wild out
And we see just how you layin and we peeped yo' style out
(you a punk!) when you chillin out in front of your truck and get stuck
[d-12] that's how niggaz get fucked up
No love at home with your kinfolk
And the world just keep fuckin with your mental
And all these kids makin fun of your trenchcoat
[d-12] that's how students get shot up
Hatin on us but you come to our show
(fuck them niggaz) i crowd surf and you let me go
(oh no!) whup yo' ass when i get off the flo', just so you know doe
[d-12] that's how haters get fucked up
When the police pull you over and shit
Then find ganja, now every month they checkin on yo' piss
They gettin mad cuz you ain't come back since, and now they sweatin you
[d-12] that's how p.o.'s get fucked up
When your mans hook you up with a bitch
Over the phone and when you see her she ugly as shit (god damn!)
Now at the end of date she want a kiss, and some dick
[d-12] that's how blind dates get fucked up
Sayin we not a real crew with a lot of skill
And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills
Y'all fools just mad cause y'all ain't got a deal
[d-12] local rappers talk too much
(we gon' rob this bank) but you roll with punks
Manager tripped the alarm and you all get stuck
Cops got ak's, y'all only got pumps - that shit's just dumb
[d-12] that's how cousey got locked up
When yo' ass wanna walk in a club
Instead of tellin you to wait, the nigga wanna push and shove
(move!) then get trampled from the niggaz you brung, so move over
[d-12] that's how bouncers get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
Yo, ha, when you get your guns out of the stash
And gather all your homies up to go and shoot up a pad
Soon as you finish y'all run out of gas - you better haul ass
[d-12] that's how drivebys get fucked up
Mixin weed with the brew, ecstasy and kahlua
Gasoline fumes, nitrous balloons
Acid tab-lets and the magic mushrooms
[d-12] that's how d-12 get fucked up
(hey i like your records) but my album ain't dropped
(dr. dre's my favorite) bitch get off his jock
Got a backstage pass and i need to get off; wanna meet da-d-doc
[d-12] that's how groupies get tossed up
Drop out of school, take drugs and molest sluts
Got your girlfriend suckin on my left nut
Your parents don't like me, but guess what?
[d-12] cause bizarre don't give a fuck
Chokin your wife all in front of your peeps (bitch!)
She toss a brick through the window of your jeep
Get back together by the end of the week, that's so sweet
[d-12] slim and kim argue too much
Invite a hoe to your house while your bitch is out
Now you got your dick all up in her fuckin mouth
Pull it out and then you bust off on her favorite blouse
[d-12] that's how clinton got caught up
Steal cars, wreck bars, get fucked up beyond
Recognition walk in tipsy clubs like we stars
Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches and dogs
[d-12] that's how runyan ave. is cut
When your life wasn't raised up right
Then see your mother comin home with different niggaz every night
And then you run into the one you don't like; so get the fuck lost
[d-12] that's how step-dads get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
[scratched:] "niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.."
[d-12] this is how it happens to you
[d-12] that's how people get fucked up
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7. _ Revelation
[chorus]
I don't wanna go to school.. i don't need no education
I don't wanna be like you.. i don't wanna save the nation
I just wanna live my life.. everyday a celebration
One day i'ma leave this world.. i'm waitin for the revelation
[bizarre]
I wanna kill myself! i'm still debatin
In front of a baptist church, masturbatin
Prayin to satan - think i'm crazy cause i smoke crack
Live on (?) in a two-family flat? (fuck it)
Tired of gettin hit in the face with a broom
My moms on her period, my dad's in my room (daddy no!)
I got ten rocks and i need to get out
I told him in five minutes, out my own damn mouth (moms smoke crack)
My poor grandmother, god bless her soul
The bitch got aids (aww) she just waitin to die of a cold (hahaha)
There's three things that keep me from bein a nazi
I'm black, a fag, and my dad's liberace
[kon artis]
No matter how bad the beatin, i went to school cheatin
My dad whooped my ass at a pta meetin
Stick with school i had to have nuts just to do it
Got bored and became truant
When i had the gall to go i just couldn't do it
I was lured into corners by the peer pressure shit
How would you feel if you was held by the tip of a barrel
Gettin threatened to get your skin ripped to bone marrow
Bet suburban kids never got rushed for their apparel
Like me, outcast, last in class
First to leave, when the teacher called on me
Best believe i had somethin up my sleeve
[eminem]
I've been praised and labelled as crazed
My mother was unable to raise me, full of crazy rage
An angry teenager, nothin can change me back
Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac
I was boostin, so influenced by music i used it
As an excuse to do shit, ooh i was stupid
No one can tell me nothin hip-hop overwhelmed me
To the point where it had me in a whole 'nother realm
It was like isolatin myself was healthy
It felt like we was on welfare but wealthy
Compelled me to excel when school it failed me
Expelled me and when the principal would tell me
I was nothin, and i wouldn't amount to shit
I made my first million and counted it
Now look at, a fuckin drop-out that quits
Stupid as shit, rich as fuck, and proud of it
That's why
[chorus]
[swifty mcvay]
I was raised with a rifle and mask
Steadily beatin my psychiatrist ass just for askin about my past
(bitch) i was never on that punk shit; fuckin around
Can get yo' belove abducted, smothered in blood quick
You couldn't pay swift to give a fuck
Was crazy like my father, it musta been poison in that nigga's nut
Far as probation, fuck peein in cups
I violate at any time, let 'em see the blunt
I grew up steadily masturbatin inside of cells
Young as hell, havin conversations with myself
You could tell i wasn't lenient, a disobedient
Lynched and slapped teachers, bitch i'm not readin it
You don't know what dawgs go through, a little nigga
Sippin liquor with my old dude, what the fuck you gon' do?
I'm quick to curse you, i told my mother that i'ma hurt you
If you ever again mention a curfew
[kuniva]
Look, my family ignored me and i don't like that
They don't even listen when i tell them i'll be right back
(yeah whatever) this nice beautiful house ma, it don't mean shit
Cause you know daddy's a drunk and he don't clean shit
And yesterday he hit me like a grown fuckin man
I couldn't stand up to him, i just ducked and ran
I'm sick of this, i wish on christmas
That i can get a loaded four-fifth and put a fuckin end to this
(fuck it) i got no friends and i can't get a bitch
Only thing i have is dirty magazines and sticky fingertips
Nothin to smile about, i'm about to lose my mind
Got me an automatic nine, now i'm ballin out
[proof]
Wait 'til school's over, pu-pil are people to shoot through
Kids goin cuckoo, with a two-two
Since my fame is this new dude, in this high school
Losin his noodle learn that people don't like you
The football jocks is, spittin on him
Popular kids in school is now pickin on him
Burn out youngsta niggaz now hittin on him
And his teacher in his english class keep flippin on him
And now he's grounded with no allowances
For drinkin forty ounces, cause he was caught by his counselors
And why the fuck i gotta ride the bench coach?
Already got expelled for wearin a trenchcoat
All i ever seen is.. {violence, violence}
Told me to keep silent, stepped back in my eyelids
It's apparent that my parents weren't parents at all
That's why i blew out my brains and murdered you all
[chorus]
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8. _ Another Public Service Annoucement
[bass brother]
Ok
This is another
Public service announcement
Brought to you in part...
*punch*
[rondell beene]
Yo
This thing on?
Good good hell yea
Look, im speaking on behalf of d12
And if you get affended by words like
Bitch
Ho
Sissy
Faggot
Homo
Lezbian
Fudge packer
Clit eater
All that shit like that
Then you should turn this shit off right now
Cuz thats just some of the shit
No thats the only shit you gonna hear right here on this album
Its not that they dont have creativity
Or some shit like that, that aint the case
We just like sayin shit like that, just to fuck with you
Hey! i told you to hold him down, now hes running
Fuck it *bang*
God damnit if you would have just stayed still
Nothing would have happened to you
Just goes to show you, if you fuck with us
Shit can happen... bitch
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9. _ Fight Music
[chorus: eminem]
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know - that's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin stupid
[kon artis]
I come to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin like boone's farm
Hidin under tables as soon as i hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
Connivin kon, artis with a bomb
Strapped to my stomach screamin, "let's get it on!"
A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank
Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint
It's drastic, i'm past my limit of coke
I think i'll up my high by slittin your throat
Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat
Your mens been beat the minute i step onto your street
This is fight music!
[bizarre]
You know why my hands are so numb? (no)
Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and i didn't come (oh)
Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch)
So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said bizarre couldn't rap
I fuckin hate you; i'll take your drawers down and rape you
While dr. dre videotapes you (hell yeah!)
Satan done got me on this song
Eatin a hot dog readin the holy qu'ran, while i'm on the john
Tired of wearin this yellow thong
Take it back sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong)
Now here's a gun, i'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up dru hill's arms
Fuck your love songs
[chorus]
[proof]
Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm king kong, guns blow you to king-dom come
Show you machine gun funk
Sixteen m-16's and one pump [click-clack]
The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers
We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud
But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in the source
It's fight music
[swifty mcvay]
I'm a nigga that loves scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps
Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin, "you hear that?"
I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin
Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin
It's fight music!
[kuniva]
These beads i'm swingin is stingin 'em
See all these niggaz? when i step in the club, i'm bringin 'em
If any nigga lookin too hard, we rodney king'n 'em
Malice green to them and gasolinin 'em with premium
Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him
Blast while you right hookin, right when your wife's lookin
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music!
[eminem]
If i could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the faces of you racists
And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit
You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis
Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat
You motherfuckers wanna judge me cause you're not me
You'll never stop me, i'm top speed as you pop me
I came to save these new generations of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy
To grow to praise me i'm makin 'em go crazy
That's how i got this whole nation to embrace me
And you fugazi if you think i'ma admit wrong
I cripple any hypocritic critic i'm sic'd on
And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called..
[chorus]
It's fight music!
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10. _ Girls
[eminem]
Hey yo dawg
I got some shit on my motherfuckin chest that
I need to get off cause, if i don't
I'ma fuckin explode, or somethin
Now look - this is a story about
Some little fuckin girls that i know
It goes like this..
It's so easy for me to make enemies any more it's sickening
People are lookin for an excuse to jump on my shitlist
Stickin their noses in shit that isn't none of their business
I never asked, cared, gave a fuck, or wanted opinions
Now i'm in the position that, i don't wanna be in - shit
I never had no beef with your corny son of a bitches
But now the shit is broke and you can't do nothin to fix it
So i'm tellin you right now - motherfuck a limp bizkit
Now i'ma be real, b-real was real
He ain't say shit the whole time me and whitey was beefin;
See he chilled
He was cool with the whole situation and kept it neutral
I'd have never involved my crew if it wasn't for pupils
Peoples, whatever your backpackin cypherin name is
Had i not opened a magazine and seen what you sayin and
I'da never involved you, but you had to add your two pennies
Now i gotta go grab my shitlist and add some new enemies
Hit the studio and i'll admit, i had a few in me
Fuck it, i roasted you, i ain't mad at you any
But let it be known that song was never released, it leaked
I'da never gave you that much attention intentionally
Then i look on the tv, now look who's mentionin me
That little fuckin weasel, dj lethal, on mtv
After i gave you props in that song, you on national tv
Talkin bout everlast is gonna whip my ass when he sees me?
Come on dawg, you was supposed to be on that song
Talkin bout how bad you hate him, now you all on his thong?
What's wrong? you scared, and fred, you said you was dissin him too
I shoulda knew better than to listen to you
You fuckin sissy, up on stage, screamin how people hate you
They don't hate you
They just think you're corny since christina played you
And i dare you motherfuckers to try to diss me back
That's a sissy act, and don't call me kissin my ass
Cause i swear to god this ain't just a song i'm tryin to pre-warn you
Lethal when i fuckin see you dawg i'm swingin on you!
Motherfuckers must think cause i'm in trouble with the law
That i won't jaw 'em, up my sentence and double it tomorrow
[chorus]
Y'all some - girrrrls - y'all are some god damn girls
Why do you act this way? - why do you act this way huh?
Why do y'all act like fuckin sissies you pussies
Keep talkin shit behind my back you just some bitches for that
And we all knowwww - we all know, hah
How fuckin cowards rollll - "keep rollin rollin rollin"
In-fuckin-dent me's and pretend to be down
But as soon as someone calls you out
You put your tail between your legs and bow dowwwn
[eminem]
Now i don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, i can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all i ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And i won't put you in 'em
Cuz i don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, i can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all i ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And i won't put you in 'em
Now see if you diss me and i respond, the beef is on
But if i help you sell one record
And i see you at a show, i'll strip you naked
See i was smart, i came back and scooped up my friends
Now i got five dawgs that'll die for me like i'll die for them
I'll fight for them, swing or shoot like i fight for kim
All of 'em been with me through this fucked up life that i'm in
That goes for all of my dogs, from royce to dre
From xzibit to mel-man, 'til i'm hoist away
In my coffin i'll never soften no matter how often i'm tested
I'll never give a fuck, i won't never be interested
Love me or hate me as much as fred wants to be hated
I will solemnly stand by every statement i stated
This shit that i been through my pencil never could pencil
But i will never be this gullible ever again though (nope)
Next time i'll know when someone's copyin off me
I'm not bein cocky, i just know when somebody's mockin me
I stick up my middle finger, he sticks up his finger (hey!)
I say "fuck christina" he says "fuck christina" but meaner
So from doin a song with method to beggin to get accepted
I'm peggin fred with the bottle of dye that he bleached his head with
And as for lethal, don't forget what i said
I'm fuckin you up punk, you're dead! don't think that i'm playin
And fuck bizkit! cause i know you're sayin fuck d-12
Only not to our face, under your breath, to yourselves
[chorus]
You little - girrrrls - motherfuckin females
Why do you act this way? - why do y'all act this way huh?
Why do y'all act like fuckin sissies you pussies
Keep talkin shit behind my back you just some bitches for that
And we all knowwww - now we all know the truth
How fuckin cowards rollll - "keep rollin rollin rollin"
In-fuckin-dent me's and pretend to be down
But as soon as someone calls you out
You put your tail between your legs and bow dowwwn
[eminem]
Now i don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, i can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all i ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And i won't put you in 'em
Cuz i don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, i can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all i ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And i won't put you in it
And that's it, that's all there is to it dawg
If you didn't wanna do the fuckin song
Don't say you're down with doin the fuckin song
And then back out at the last minute
And then go on motherfuckin mtv talkin about
Everlast can whip my motherfuckin ass
If you're scared of whitey ford dog
Just say you're scared of whitey ford, that's it
That's all you had to fuckin say, i wouldn'ta said shit
I woulda backed off, did the motherfuckin song myself
And not put you motherfuckers in it, that's all
Now i ain't even on no rap shit no more
I'm on some fuckin-you-up shit when i see you
And i will see you too; oh, and by the way fred
That wasn't an accident
I didn't mean to give you a play at the music awards
Haha..
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11. _ Nasty Minds
[girl giggling] stop!
You want me to do what? what are those?
You want me to stick those in your what?
[bizarre laughing]
[chorus: bizarre + truth hurts]
What is on yo' nasty mind (nasty mind, nasty mind)
Don't you wanna get fucked from behind (from behind, from behind)
Then treat me like a dirty slave (dirty slave, dirty slave)
And beat me like i won't behave - i just wanna get freaky baby!
[swifty mcvay]
Huh, i'm too swift on my toes to get caught up wit you hoes
You don't know me, see i ain't gotta front or play the role
I'm an o.g., i know when you bein phony
See you probably bonin them officers just to pull up on me
That's why sixty percent of women is lonely
They get in my mix only, then try to creep slowly because they nosy
I ain't listen to what, my momma told me
I fuck 'em and pass to my homies (right)
Then he fuck 'em and pass 'em to the homies (take her)
I'm a nasty-ass macaroni; you flashin fast money
You can pass a roley fuck a alimony
If you want me, and ain't out screamin about your monthly
I'll be stickin yo' pretty ass until you turn ugly (damn!)
You suddenly see stars when fuckin me
Ain't no menages, i want 'em in threes, release your garments (trick)
It ain't even me to hold back, i fucked yo' moms quick
Have her runnin around this bitch screamin, "that's my dick!"
[kuniva]
Yo i know i'm dogmatic, but yo' pussy walls done had it (that's right)
It's evident that you've been fuckin like a jackrabbit
But i stay focused, so i acted like i didn't notice (mm-hmm)
And fucked her with no baby lotion and bust in the soapdish
Hoe you can quote this - your breath is smellin like
You done sucked a senior citizen's old dick in goat spit (god damn!)
You gon' get choked quick, talkin all that hoe shit
All aggressive askin for a slow kiss, no bitch! (the fuck outta here)
You like freakin, see you every night creepin
Suckin off the nice deacons, slut you made his wife leave him (cunt)
So keep slurpin i'll be down to the fullest
But forget it bitch, yo' nipples look like ak bullets
[chorus]
[kon artis]
Yo - i'm tearin down whatever you built, your marriage is through
Cause i answered your wife's door naked wrapped in a quilt
Hoes say, "kon artis got a dick so big!"
Man i can persuade any bitch to have eight of my kids, shit
Beeitch, i should be locked up for havin honies legs cocked up
In the back of my pops truck
I'm not fucked up, i just got a fetish for shootin
Cum in coochie to the pussy is pootin it back out
I sixty-nined this one bitch and she bled in my mouth (shit)
Kicked her out, cleaned the couch out, and beat up my crouch(?)
I don't gotta creep in hotels, i cheat at my house
See i'm a dog, i don't need to keep a secret hideout (nahh)
[bizarre]
All night i've been snortin [sniffs]
Your age and where you from - it's just not important (nahh)
You look like one of my mistresses
On welfare, ten kids like the rest of my bitches
Dreams of fuckin a handicapped bitch
Suck my dick while your teeth start to grit (whore)
And a slave, that's how i want you to treat me
I ain't into s&m, but i love when you beat me (ahhh!)
I told you i was a horny-ass freak
While i'm beatin my meat, your daughter actin like she asleep
(yeah right) my love is like thunder and lightning
After it's over, i'm lookin like i got my ass kicked by tyson
[chorus]
[bizarre]
I just wanna get freaky baby [repeat 4x]
Freaky baby, he he
I wanna get freaky with you
D-12.. in your area
And remember, if you lookin for bizarre
Dial 1-900-beat-me
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12. _ Purple Pills
purple pills
[chorus]
I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
I been to mushroom mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
[eminem]
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of valium inside her palm
It's mr. mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like christopher reeves
I can't describe the vibe i get
When i drive by 6 people
And 5 i hit
Ah shit
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a bitch
And stomped the foster kids
These shrooms make me hallucinate
Then i sweat till i start losing weight
Till i see dumb shit start happenin'
Dumber than vanilla ice tryin to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house with a half an ounce
Not weed i meant coke dumb ass sit down
We don't bullshit, better ask around
D12 throws the bombest bash in town
Bizarre, your mom is passing out
Get her ass on the couch 'fore she crashes out
[kon artist & kuniva]
Fuck that, someone help denaun
He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn
Hey von
You see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be acid cuz the x is gone
Ya i took them all dog with some parmesian
And i think my arm is gone
It's probably numb
Dumb, dumb, and full of cumm
And i think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think i'm 'bout to die when i just got on
So stop acting stupid
You so high
That you might wake up with a guy
On some new shit
I think i did too much
This substance equals cuffs
Red pills, blue pills, and green
Big pills (that's ill)
Mescaline
[chorus]
[hook]
Dirty dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
Some-, something, something, something
Something, something, something, something
[proof]
Pop pills
Pills i pop
Pop two pills
On stilts i walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was incredible i killed the hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when i'm old and gray
Look for coke to smoke
I overdose
When i pack up my nose with coke
*cough cough cough*
I must have broke the choke
Had an accident when the trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by whore lady
Now i gotta straight born *infant*
(you're crazy!)
[swifty]
I pop four e's at one time
And i don't need water when i'm swallowing mine
(you got any shroom?)
Does bizarre smoke crack?
I can't get job
Because my arms show tracks
Why the hell you niggas think i rap?
I do it just to get your company hijacked
If you like smack
Then i might too
(swift, chill)
I just wanna get high like you
And i don't give a damn if they white or blue
Speed, shrooms, down the valiums
Even smoke weed outta vacuums
I just got some and i'm going back soon
[chorus]
[bizarre]
I'm at rave
Looking like a slave
High off chronic
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Pussy poppin', acid droppin', dope heavy guy
Heroine mescaline pencil leads wanna try?
Blue pills, golden seals
Got bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (yeah, right)
Bitch i'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty slut
You know you want it in your butt
I'll put it in your cunt
Let bizarre nutt
[chorus]
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13. _ Pistol Pistol
[bizarre]
Yeah, welcome to amityville
[swifty]
Detroit, nigga!
[bizarre]
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols! ha ha ha ha!
[chorus - eminem]
Slick criminal wit, the shit i spit chews
Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this two
Sorry officer, i don't care how pissed i get you
But i don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[swifty mcvay]
Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us
See i'm backwards - i slap niggas and punch bitches
Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the lord
When my parents talk to me they've got mean mugs and ignore
They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor
Shells from the forty-four scattered over their porch
Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you
Trying to break your neck to conversate? bitch, i'll do it for you
Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you, you and your ho
You gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible
There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you
Young, black, and powerful, (bitch!) and i ain't gotta lie to you
[proof]
Stepped in the door waving the four-four
Blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low
They call my (?), but i spit fire
I lit five inside a fucking dickrider
The clip slider, love to blast a mag, you're a fag
You love being ass to ass
Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya
Never say that i'm a gangsta, now that's gangsta
Yall niggas sound like jigga but act like pac
Yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough
It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness
I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell outta business
It won't be the same since we touching the game
Make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain
You think this shit's a game and we're bluffing for fame?
I'll squeeze off this tech until nothing remains
[chorus]
[kuniva]
The only time that i'm at piece/peace is when i'm close to one
Cause i don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done
Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works
These cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt
Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless
Alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless
That's why i'm heated, you never know who starts creepin
Waking you up with aks while you lie sleeping
I'd rather pack the heat and not need
Rather than need one and not have it, i married this glock-matic
[gunshot]
[kon artis]
You know the sound when i'm spinnin round
Spittin these rounds from fo' pounds
While the whole crowd is screaming as loud
From they're mouths as they possibly allow
Nothing is parallel to making you carousel
Arial sommersault from ferris wheels to a pair of shells
Denaun carry the nine where i go
Bullets whistle and hit you while i'm shooting at five-0
Some semi-automatic for static's the motto
Spitting like [columbine kids] from colorado
[chorus]
[bizarre]
This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock
It'll make jehova's witnesses think before they knock (sorry, sorry!)
It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse
It'll make limp bizkit get rid of fred durst (ha ha!)
It'll make holyfield start fighting
It'll make ma$e say "fuck church!" and go back to writing
It'll make shyne say he sound like biggie smalls
It'll make r. kelly give respect to aaron hall
It'll make christopher reeve start walking
It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking
It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut
It'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking mutt
It'll make a muslim dye his hair blonde
It'll make a redneck start to read the holy koran
It'll make ike stop beating tina
It'll make slim shady fall back in love with christina
Christina aguilera... ha ha ha ha!
[eminem-chorus]
[swifty]
Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! you better have an aim
Cause if you don't - you're finished - flat out, nigga, nigga, nigga
What? fuck around and get popped with no hesitation, straight up
[bizarre]
Look at where the fuck we stay at!
Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at!
Fuck around with us, you get popped
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14. _ Aint Nuttin' But Music
aint nuttin' but music
[eminem]
It's shit like this i kick to these rich white kids
Who just might see how fucked up this sick life is
Ooops i did it again didn't i my shit's harder
To figure out than what britney's tit size is
Oooh i probably pissed you off again didn't i bitch
So what christina gaguilera kiss my grits
You know how many shit's i get if i wish i did
So i can quit givin these twisted little kids ideas
This just in, britney just dissed justin
She just fucked ben, got tit fucked and dick sucked him
If affleck can get his ass licked, how i can't shit
Goddamn bitch i'm rich i can't understand this
Are those pictures they made of us together on the internet
As close as i'm ever gonna get to hittin it from the back
And shit when it comes to that i hit harder from the back
Than everlast when he's pluggin lethal in his fuckin ass
Just give me one more chance britney hit me one more time
Let me know what's on your mind, whitney give me one more line
To sniff, you fuckers know what time it is
Fuck your jewelery my record's almost dyin, beeotch!
[hook 2x: eminem + dr dre]
What's goin on in the world today
People fightin, feudin, lootin, it's okay
Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll
Tell 'em dre- it aint nuttin but music
[bizarre]
Eminem doesn't like n'sync, well i do
So fuck him, and the backstreet boys too
Whatever happened to the cast of different strokes
Mary's broke, ty's snortin coke, and then an overdose
I got two little boys wit me
Michael jackson sent two helicopters to get me
I'm up early wit my hair curly
Me and mr. furly, fuckin laverne and shirley!
[kuniva]
Alotta rappers are livin in la la land
That's why i let my dogs out on the baha men
As bad as a life i had, i'm not mad
I don't need to be a jackass to beat up my dad
My whole family's country, my grandmother's old fashioned
And she keeps askin me why i rap wit a honky
But grannie i'm a flunky i could be a junky
I could be hangin with the hoochies out at the club scene
[kon artis]
To all the independent women in the house! (hey!)
Show us your tits and shut your motherfuckin mouth! (what?!)
[proof]
Robert downey, bobby brownie, whitney houston
The shit's confusin (sniff!)
Jesse jackson, reverend scandal
Got george michael's, tevin campbells
Peewee herman's, peep show places
Public restrooms, peep those cases
[hook]
[swifty mcvay]
Huh, your mom and dad probably mad at us (for what)
We done turned their kids into little body snatchers
Aint like where i'm from, we don't bite our tongue
Are you sure you want niggas 21 to carry guns
It's sad but i'm glad that i'm made to rhyme
Where you work you aint gettin paid for that overtime
It's only music, media know it but they blind
I aint in your light, so stay they hell up outta mine
Y'all the reason why princess diana ended up dyin
If you people get offended i don't care (stop cryin)
Tryin to get us to leave cuz what we say just aint clean (uh, uh)
But holdin back on what i say just aint me
[kon artis]
Now what's these parents all mad for? (your music is bad for 'um)
For teenage kids that drink more than ted danson in cheers
Carson drink beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch (shutup!)
Broke or rich, i still do that same old shit
I don't jump in front of a camera and change no shit
So when they ask me about my sarcasticness
I just slap 'em, turn around and ask 'em this
[hook]
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