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Eminem - Quitter
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[eminem] Yo.. I dedicate to this.. to yo.. {*imitating slick rick*} To all my fans, keepin yall in health Lets tell this whitey ford to go fuck himself Cause its cruel when you cause a bad heart conditionin Which I create, cause thats my mission So listen close, to what we say Because this type of fag claims to never be gay, i.. {*rapping normally*} .. knew you was jealous from the day that I met you I upset you, cause I get respect I pet you (boy) Im even liked better by your niece and nephew (cmon!) And now you hate fred because lethal left you Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood No respect in the hood, fled to his neck of the woods Got in touch with his roots, found the redneck in his blood And said, heck, country western rap records are good!! So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes He cant rap, or sing, but he wants to do both (haha) Puts an album out and rules for part of the year Then kid rock and limp bizkit come from out of nowhere Its the start of an era, rock raps harder this year No ones tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idea Figure you can diss me to jump start your career I punch you in your fuckin chest til your heart kicks in gear (bitch) And fuck your underground buddys nameless crew Like ima say they names so they can be famous too [chorus 2x: eminem *sung*] You just a.. quitter, and you bitter cause I came along And the days of house of pain are gone And if you talk about my little girl in a song again Ima kill you (ima kill you) [eminem] Yo.. heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke To the rap you wrote, your fuckin answer backs a joke And ima tell these motherfuckin fans the truth The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you Like I aint notice you? bitch, I had a show to do! Like Im supposed to be star-struck, come over to you You better shut your fuckin mouth while you oh-for-two Back in ninety-four limp opened the show for you Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you Took your motherfuckin dj and stole him too So you fall in a slump and get all emotional So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings Confused as fuck cause now your music sucks dick Mr. mr. ass kisser to get accepted in rap Quicker but never last, and everlast is a.. [chorus] Aight listen (look) So this is what we ask of our fans If you ever see everlast, whoop his ass Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitch-slap him Do it for me, do it for fred, do it for limp Do it for rock, do it for rap, do it for kid Do it for ice-t, do it just to do it, fuck it Hes a bitch, he aint gon hit you back, hes nothin! Shit in five years well all be eating at whiteys And hell be bussin tables in that bitch, cleanin the toilets Aiyyo.. fuck this, cut this shit off {*music stops*} Aiyyo head, thats why I fucked your mother you fat motherfucker! {*beat changes to 2pacs hit em up*} Kill whitey! - hahaha Kill whitey! - detroit! what? what? Kill whitey! - .. yo, yo Kill whitey! - haha! look First off, fuck your songs and the shit you say Diss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gay You claim to be a muslim but you irish white So fuck you fat boy, drop the mic, lets fight Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickhead I keep em comin while you runnin out of breath Steady duckin while Im punchin at your chest, you need to rest Dilated, go ask your people how I leave ya With your three cds, nobody sees, when they released Evidence, dont fuck around with real mcs Who aint ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks I let you faggots know its on for life But everlast might die tonight, haha Fat boy murdered on wax and killed Fuck with me and take a heart pill, you know! [chorus: eminem] Grab 380s when you see slim shady Call the doctor to heal your heart They shocked you back to life at the clinic But you bout to get relapsed any minute Honkey, I hit em up! Hahaha, yo check this out You faggots aint even on my level Ima let d-12 ride on you bitch-made ass faggots! [kon artis] Yo! get out the way yo, get out the way yo Whitey fords heart just stopped Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack Whitey fords gettin his ass floored for talkin back Little faggot hamburgular, I show you where the burgers are At your own restaraunt, while Im servin ya Drop and stomp your whole heart til it stops Call the cops, ima beat your ass while they watch [kuniva] Ha ha, now we got the whole industry makin fun of you erik Wheres your house of pain now? theres only one of you erik You a petty coward, you aint ready to steady go a round With some killers from 7 mile to the motherfuckin belle isle bridge [chorus] [eminem] Got in his ass and now this faggot wanna mention me still This aint no freestyle battle everlast gettin killed With his chest open Tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokin Havin a stroke and now you learn why crackers never earned a dime Cause you suck motherfucker you should learn to rhyme Talkin bout you packin pistols but its funny to me You aint never been in trouble, you just wanna be me Im a paleface killer whale On his way to fuckin prison, pistol whippin tail, ha Erik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day? That shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha Now its all about country, you gave up hip-hop Forty-nine thousand copies, the week your shit drop While my sales makin records break Two and a half million scanned by the second week Motherfucker I hit em up! [proof] Im from detroits pemberton ave., where bullets tear you in half Fuck the music, we got an uzi for all you fags Get the shit out of our stereo, dilated you violated Now you bout to get annihilated, we gon bury you Iriscience get choked up and yoked up All you underground bitches get your throats cut [swifty] What the fuck? ! is you stupid? I choke whitey ford with his fuckin guitar cord And stuff him in cardboard, chopped up in a box With sixteen parts, I stomped on his heart D-12, amityville, fuck your mother while you watch Keep your restaraunt locked and block your door Cause we hit em up like motherfuckin tupac shakur [eminem] You a, black jesus, heart attack seizures Too many cheeseburgers mcdonalds big mac greases White devil, washed up honkey Mixed up cracker who crossed over to country {*laughing*} Yo, aiyyo cut this shit off {*needle drags, beat stops*} Fuck him, thats it, Im done, I promise, Im done, thats it Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry, I promise I just believe in kickin a man while hes down God damn! I quit Mention my daughters name in a song again you fuckin punk Aiyyo..
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