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* Fart

[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No what people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No matter what you may
I'm gon' doing my thing

One of the worst yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, bald men decided to write
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and at Christina Aguilera
I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You of this rap terrorist with a therapist
a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his
Till it melts in his palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
With two biscuits to lay the school district
Get pissed with a with a Marseburg
With a grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue sticks I give two shits
If I get too rich I just get

Yo I leave no engine
After I four in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of like Tony Atlas
with cans in a laundry basket
America's with the army after us
flossin' we take what's yours
Unload fifteen an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it from
Paper make pens filled with
I got hoes that don't know Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut barber miss
?
I turn out camps in to crystal
And fuck bitches face is what do
that's what white boy Tyno do

So how's everybody doing
you in the mood to get drunk
To screw and to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if don't wanna bump to this

So how's everybody feeling
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't bump

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep this way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep my thing

Yo when my gat it hospital son admitted
Rip your lips off kiss my ass it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the heat
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them hoes is to breathe from
the gat your town bow guarded
Your wallet, chain the main target
Beef is cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an airplane
We pound you, rap surround sounds you
From ten speed and brown
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with 2Paclypse and
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug inside the lunch box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
Thank God for
But my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a waiting upstairs in the attic
With an calling me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my out in a damn tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you finish a damn
Ham or your canned spinach or Spam
You gotta sip a straw
Shop through the mall
Pictures of me on my living room wall
Hey ma I'll give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a and two balls
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to a priest off with this
Pop more pills than police
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I might as well be a smashed on the floor

So how's everybody feeling
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you wanna bump

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't bump to this

No matter people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep doing my

No matter people say
I'm gon' doing my thing
No matter, OH!