Eminem - Words Are Weapons (feat. D-12) Lyrics
Artist: Funkmaster Flex f/ D-12 (+ Eminem)Album: The Mix Tape Volume IV: 60 Minutes of FunkSong: Words Are Weapons[Funk Flex]Y'knahmean shout to Shady RecordsMy man Eminem, D-12, Paul RosenbergShout to Jimmy Iovine, Steve StouteFunk Flex, 60 Minutes of *****in Funk nigga, Volume FOUR!ONE!![Chorus: Eminem]My words are weaponsI use 'em to crush my opponentsMy words are weaponsI never show no emotionMy words are weaponsI use 'em to kill whoever's steppin to meMy words are like weaponry on a record-----My words are weaponsI use 'em to crush my opponentsThese words are weaponsI never did show no emotionMy words are weaponsI use 'em to kill whoever's steppin to meMy words are like weaponry on a record[Eminem]Yo, the rage I release on a pageis like a demon unleashed in a cageLunatic, soon as I hit the stageMy mind is like a *****in stick of dynamiteOnen I get behind the micit's like the wick is lit you *****es die tonightMy nine is like a guidin light at night shinin brightMy *****in grip is tighter than my wife's vagina, psychThese *****-suckin cops got my Smith-N-WessonI guess it's time to pick a different weapon, man the shit's depressinBut Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas present(Swift: "Come on Slim, let's go and teach this *****in ***** a lesson")They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandishBut my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantageShady stay creative baby hold your head up, don't you let upone bit on these mother*****in suckers you're a soldier +GET UP+STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, LONG AS YOU BREATHINTHEY JEALOUS OF YOU MAN THAT'S THE ONLY REASON THEY BEEFIN![Chorus][Swifty McVeigh]It's that Dirty Dozen renegadeYou done pulled the pin out my grenade.38'sll move your shit up out the wayYou niggas wont forget about McVeigh; you got somethin to say?Let it out today or watch these bullets sprayfrom these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimetersthat'll make Jeff Dahmer's look like he caught a misdemeanorSee I'm +Dirty+, so I ain't gotta buy a pistol cleanerAn official beater, don't let me see you with yo' heaterYou gets whipped with it, tell them mother*****ers Swift did itYou packin somethin special in your crib then ***** get itI'm physically fitted to run yo' digits, I'm hostile (uh-huh)with this Roscoe pointed up your nostrilsYou get splitted and guess what, I'm blowin up the hospitaland wouldn't give a ***** if you a cop or a hoeI'm Hannibal Lector, the spinal cord disconnectorFindin whores to lock 'em up in motels to inject 'em[Chorus][Bizarre]I'm eatin crews like I'm HannibalThere's no way I can be the gay rapper(Eminem: Why not?) I only ***** animals (Oh! Ha-ha)Stupid trick got my dick startin to itchWent to my mother's grave site, called her a stupid *****One on one in this bloodsportI'm in divorce court, sold my ***** off a pack of Newports(Your honor!) Six times I been arrested; how would you feelif you was a Jehovah witness that always got molested?(It happens) I'm smokin dank drikin drankI can't have any kids cause I'm *****in shootin blanks!Don't you know Bizarre don't give a *****?!Nicole's a whore - I'm glad O.J. murdered the slut (uhh!)Responsibility - I'm negligentBill Clinton's a fag, should be stabbedLet Richard Simmons be the President (ohh HEYY!!)Call me a weirdo, call me Bi-zarrewhile I stick it up yo' ass while you shittin diarrhea[Chorus][Eminem]Yo
