D12 - Get My Gun Lyrics
[Eminem]I'm gonna get my gun!Eminem: This mother*****er wants to disrespect me?Kon Artist: Em, Em, what the ***** you doing man?Eminem: I got something for his ass.Kon Artist: Calm DownEminem: No YOU Calm Down!Kon Artist: Man. . what's you're problem?Eminem: ***** that! The mother*****er want's to pop shit to me!?Kon Artist: Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.Eminem: You heard him he was poppin' them shitKon Artist: What shit?Eminem: That shit! You heard him!Kon Artist: He asked for your autograph![Swifty McVay]A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can getMy shit be shooting threw bricksI mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a *****Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or bettaI'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmareA ***** that can never ever be scared of the fedsAnd the *****s that'll ***** with youStab and brass knuckle youThen have you in the public, theres nothing that you can doEnough with you're mother*****ing tough talk, you're softGet you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angryYou'll never catch me hanging in a lops carAll I have is thought of, breathing evilDesert Eagle's will eat threw peopleWhen I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow***** being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .(Chours)[Eminem]I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!This mother*****er's poppin' that shitNah ***** that i'll be right backI'M GONNA GET MY GUN!Nah mother*****er ***** youYou ain't disrespecting me like thatI'M GONNA GET MY GUN!Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip***** how you like that?I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!Bet you ain't know that I'm strappedNice one, ***** this is my gatI'M GONNA GET MY GUN![Kuniva]I bring it to *****s looking as if they want troubleI send they body flippin' around like a stunt doubleForget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'"I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and NicoMy ***** Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blowHeat sleep hoes got in you're neepo'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throwsYou gotta hit a little closer if you wanna trymess with a soldier, with a missle on his shouldersYou can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny bouldersA grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odorI'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap *****My car is right across the street ***** and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)[Proof]My whole outfit count clipsGet you're house lit the ***** upYou're spouse shit, and you're mouse clipBetta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma sendWatch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skinI'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see himWhen I ***** back might put the door on you're friendsMake a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chinAin't going no were like the drugs outta KimI'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bombGet a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights outWith a street cleaner, whipe you're life outBullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout***** the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)***** that run *****!Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me?Aint no probably be home lonley?(Chours fades to background music)[Eminem]Dumbass mother*****ers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!. . .*****ing. . . I don't told this mother*****er. .Wassup *****!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...*****!My shit is all jammed up!...UGH!C'mon you *****-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-*****ing piece of shit, shoot...AH!Yeah!, wattup *****!? say that shit again!Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shinWent threw his ***** on his way back, hit his friendPayback homie, don't play that shit is spinTo be on I told you to leave this shit aloneOr...(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN)And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aimDenaun stept in the way and I shot him in his legIts like . . .[Kon Artist]Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, Pow, Pow, PowEverybody 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)***** that I got a bone to pickYou said it then have settle like some grown man shitThen me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriouslyI guess not, you wanna' resort to the heaterSo I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my NinaStep in between us and get shot?But get seperated with the squeaza?You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!(Chours)[Bizarre]Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghettiIts been one hour and ***** my photo's aint readyPicture's of my dog and my family reunionIt's been two hours and my *****ing days ruinedHey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?Have my pictures on *****ing Philips 38That's why I don't be *****ing battle rapping'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the ***** happens (Gun shots)Back to these pictures I was trying to get developedThis man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let himI'm ready to blow this *****es brains outI'm nervous, I farted, some shit came outTimes up, shot her with a gunGot on my cell phone and called Rev. RunAnd all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .All because I wanted to see Elton John *****
