crib in ya black Range Rova I got some plans that don't involve my hands Get out and walk up slowly Lemme see your new Menolo's I don't think your
[Xzibit] Last but not least we off the leash The Art of War reach for your masterpiece Feel the release from the phantom bangs you Snatched off put you
, X, where you at my nigga? FIYAHHHH!!!! [Xzibit] I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapes Shoot five times to the sky, gimme some space I got y'all, runnin in place, cut
start no shit, it won't be no shit [J-Bo] I post up get to it, drink hand in hand They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man Old school
get on your nerves Fuck all that kickin 'em to the curb You lackin that tolerance; You let the hoe swallow it, get off in yo' parlor an' stab out to
like pissin off the wizard of oz Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it Grab the scissors and saws and Cut out your livers gizzards and
two xenadrine And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then Nail her, baby say hello to my little friend Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle
With a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it Cut your fucking head off and ask you where your headed off to, Get it headed off to (
sense it I don't gotta promote it for you to know that doc is off the benches We keep the party rockin' off the henges We ain't showin' off, we just goin' off
[eminem] May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real slim shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real slim
feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead-off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see-saw battlin But theres way too
be your superman, I can't be your superman, Can't be your superman, Can't be your superman, Your superman, your superman... [Eminem:] Don't get me
reach for your pens and papers Lesson one be creative; what you made of junior? Cause soon you'll be a grown man with the mic in your hand And understand
niggas they can fuck wit parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off
hot I should cut him mike off when the music starts Eminem:AIYO ITS- Proof:Ready to snap on a dumbass fan Every time I hear 'HEY DUDE I LOVE YOUR
violates the Don I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone Why perpetrate like you can handle my team? So merciless that my attack'll take command of your
motherfuckers that STILL, have to kill to make that money All you niggaz on the block, sellin rocks Hand to hand, runnin from the police I see you - live your
high off the pain that i give to you hold you down till you cant breath you cant leave or perceive that you're better off without me i cut you down