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* Fart

[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep this way
No what you may think
I'm gon' keep doing my

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i at rapin yo
Is fat, bald men decided to songs
And Mouseketeers to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets years of bad luck
Club and swear at Christina
When I grab her by the and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who the playground
With two biscuits to lay the school district
Get pissed with a with a Marseburg
With a grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff sticks like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

Yo I with no engine
After I four in ya
One handstand on top of your
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of work Tony Atlas
Walking cans in a laundry basket
America's with the army after us
Fuck flossin' we what's yours
Unload fifteen like an ace and
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who it from arsonists?
make pens filled with arsenic
I got that don't know what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your barber
?
I turn out in to crystal lakes
And fuck bitches face is what do
Cause that's what white boy do

So how's everybody doing
Hope you in the mood to get
To and to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my if y'all don't wanna bump to this

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep rapping way
No what you may think
I'm gon' doing my thing

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip your lips off my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
x and acid tabs did it
I'm what's with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the come
My barrel out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
the gat your town bow guarded
Your wallet, your the main target
is like cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We pound you, rap sounds around you
From ten and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
flows with 2Paclypse and them
It's like Funk

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop junk like I just got
Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
God for vodka
But with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a
Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the
With an calling me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
my house out in a damn tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't a damn
Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's living room
Hey ma maybe I'll you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to piss a priest off this
Pop more pills than officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well be a painting smashed on the

So how's feeling tonight?
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

So how's everybody tonight?
you in the mood to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to

No what people say
I'm keep rapping this way
No what you may think
I'm gon' keep doing my

No matter people say
I'm keep doing my thing
No matter, OH!