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Cut The Shit You Re The Problem

12 baby They're all like "Oh my god it's him" "Becky oh my fuckin' god it's Eminem" "I swear to fuckin god dude you fuckin rock" "Please won't you please

rid of that nine, it aint gonna help What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself? I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell Manson, you're

group with the real Roxanne Eminem Girl why cant you see you're the D12 Only one for me and it just Eminem Tears my ass apart to know that, You

suicide doors 22 inch chrome, a nigga money low You try to touch me, I put out ya get ya brains blown You go against the grain, pussy and you on ya own You

ain't stoppin' We champagne poppin' Girl, I got shit that your man ain't coppin' You could hop in when your man ain't watchin' Give you one option, temperature

you the best at never doin' shit If you the shit, then I'm sewer rich T-try me, and I'll have your people readin' eulogies I swear you can't fuck wit

did that shit intentionally Just to diss you And what's this shit you said about You like to cut your wrist too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is you? You

'em a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho Wanna see the wicked? Better know what you're in for First, the fan side could be forgiven, you didn't know

Never shit where you sleep, keep the crib out of range And plus you never let these niggaz know where you stay 'Cause when the push turns to a shove, they hit and you