Eminem
I just don’t give a fuck
You mad now you’ll be pissed when I’m blowing up
Up yours
7up punk
Knock a pussy out
Call that a sucker punch
And the bars leave em scarred
Cardiac arrest to your slacking ass heart
I didn’t mean to make you look bad
I’m just getting to the bag
And they wonder why a MF brag
Shit
I remember being young and dumb and so dedicated to my own ideal
So go ask anyone who knows me
What the fuck I’m on
They know I keep on
Being me
Never changed
Your whole schtick I gotta track for that
Your whole wave I made look average
And I ain’t just talking bout rap
You can name any gеnre
Guarantee I flipped that
It’s MooSikk booboo
Talking shit
You got that doo doo food tooth
And It doesn’t makе sense unless I’m making cents
Body bumbaclots
Chiefin on Jamaican shit
Simmer down
Top ramen
Got common - got out the box writtens
So over the hill
Your whole style over bitten
I’m supposed to be ill
I studied the best
So when I say I’m the greatest
Bet I’m passing every test
A plus
Spit some fire
They like
“Hold up”
“Wait, what?”
I rock it like I eat jet fuel for lunch
Just a fair warning; I court wifeys
Don’t judge
And this ain’t what you want
Been waiting so long
To tell you MFs I’m still here
And I ain’t going no where
No
I don’t fight fair
No
Knock you out cuz you a square
Ahhh
First round first minute
Leave you dazed right there
So shape up
If you want it go and get it
I won’t wait up
When I say fuck em I mean anyone who tryna change me
Tryna chain me
Tryna erase me
Most die unsatisfied
When I die I’ll close my eyes knowing that was MY life
What’s the razors edge?
It’s a fine line
Road to success
Most ain't ready for the ride
I just don’t give a fuck
You mad now you’ll be pissed when I’m blowing up
Up yours
7up punk
Knock a pussy out
Call that a sucker punch
And the bars leave em scarred
Cardiac arrest to your slacking ass heart
I didn’t mean to make you look bad
I’m just getting to the bag
And they wonder why a MF brag
Shit
I remember being young and dumb and so dedicated to my own ideal
So go ask anyone who knows me
What the fuck I’m on
They know I keep on
Being me
Never changed
Your whole schtick I gotta track for that
Your whole wave I made look average
And I ain’t just talking bout rap
You can name any gеnre
Guarantee I flipped that
It’s MooSikk booboo
Talking shit
You got that doo doo food tooth
And It doesn’t makе sense unless I’m making cents
Body bumbaclots
Chiefin on Jamaican shit
Simmer down
Top ramen
Got common - got out the box writtens
So over the hill
Your whole style over bitten
I’m supposed to be ill
I studied the best
So when I say I’m the greatest
Bet I’m passing every test
A plus
Spit some fire
They like
“Hold up”
“Wait, what?”
I rock it like I eat jet fuel for lunch
Just a fair warning; I court wifeys
Don’t judge
And this ain’t what you want
Been waiting so long
To tell you MFs I’m still here
And I ain’t going no where
No
I don’t fight fair
No
Knock you out cuz you a square
Ahhh
First round first minute
Leave you dazed right there
So shape up
If you want it go and get it
I won’t wait up
When I say fuck em I mean anyone who tryna change me
Tryna chain me
Tryna erase me
Most die unsatisfied
When I die I’ll close my eyes knowing that was MY life
What’s the razors edge?
It’s a fine line
Road to success
Most ain't ready for the ride
( Muze Sikk )
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