[Eminem]
Im gonna get my gun!
[Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
[Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
[Eminem:] I got something for his ass.
[Kon Artis:] Calm Down
[Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!
[Kon Artis:] Man. . whats youre problem?
[Eminem:] Fuck that! The motherfucker wants to pop shit to me!?
[Kon Artis:] Man, he wasnt poppin shit.
[Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin them shit
[Kon Artis:] What shit?
[Eminem:] That shit! You heard him!
[Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!
[Swifty McVay]
A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting threw bricks
I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a *****
Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
Ill be severin heads, im in everyones nightmare
A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds
And the *****s thatll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
Enough with youre motherfucking tough talk, youre soft
Get youre balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa raw dawg?
Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when im angry
Youll never catch me hanging in a lops car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagles will eat threw people
When I see you imma heat youre beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
IM GONNA GET MY GUN!
This motherfuckers poppin that shit
Nah fuck that ill be right back
IM GONNA GET MY GUN!
Nah motherfucker fuck you
You aint disrespecting me like that
IM GONNA GET MY GUN!
Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
Bitch how you like that?
IM GONNA GET MY GUN!
Bet you aint know that Im strapped
Nice one, bitch this is my gat
IM GONNA GET MY GUN!
[Kuniva]
I bring it to *****s looking as if they want trouble
I send they body flippin around like a stunt double
Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin
Ill squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin
Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****s bluffin"
I cuff my nuts while cussing "dont trust him"
I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
My ***** Big I and Mal lettin the heat blow
Heat sleep hoes got in youre neepo
Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaqs free-throws
You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try
Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
You can fold or blow ya brick house into some tiny boulders
A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor
Im doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch
My car is right across the street bitch and . . (IM GONNA GET MY GUN!)
[Proof]
My whole outfit count clips
Get youre house lit the fuck up
Youre spouse shit, and youre mouse clip
Betta watch miscountliss, slugs imma send
Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw youre skin
Im in love with the sin, tell Bugz imma see him
When I cock back might put the door on youre friends
Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin
Aint going no were like the drugs outta Kim
Im a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb
Get a eye full of lid when I slight youre lights out
With a street cleaner, whipe youre life out
Bullets know at youre ears, like a Tyson fight bout
Fuck the night clout, guns, clips...(IM GONNA GET MY...)
Fuck that run bitch!
Hit the streets talks, chumps dont know me
?Aint no probably be home lonley?
[Chorus fades to background music]
[Eminem]
Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!
. . .Fucking. . . I dont told this motherfucker. .
Wassup bitch!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit
(IM GONNA GET MY GUN!)
Im trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...FUCK!
My shit is all jammed up!...UGH!
Cmon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot...AH!
Yeah!, wattup bitch!? say that shit again!
Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin
Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend
Payback homie, dont play that shit is spin
To be on I told you to leave this shit alone
Or...(IM GONNA GET MY GUN)
And its a shame im to drunk to even aim
Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg
Its like . . .
[Kon Artis]
Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, Pow, Pow, Pow
Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra,Ra,Ra"
But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?
They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man)
Fuck that I got a bone to pick
You said it then have settle like some grown man shit
Then me and you could talk about our problems couldnt we?
Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously
I guess not, you wanna resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina
Step in between us and get shot
?But get seperated with the squeaza?
You aint ready for war, Runyan aint nothing to play with!
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
Its been one hour and bitch my photos aint ready
Pictures of my dog and my family reunion
Its been two hours and my fucking days ruined
Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?
Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38
Thats why I dont be fucking battle rapping
Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots)
Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed
This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldnt let him
Im ready to blow this bitches brains out
Im nervous, I farted, some shit came out
Times up, shot her with a gun
Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .
All because I wanted to see Elton John naked

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