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* Fart

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

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

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and swear at Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit up his pants
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
With two biscuits to lay down the district
Get pissed with a with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit shit
Sniff glue sticks I give two shits
If I get too rich I get sued

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

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

So how's everybody feeling
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna

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

Yo when my gat it hospital son admitted
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the heat
My barrel hangs out the
Aimed at the when them hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your town bow
wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We you, rap surround sounds around you
ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
It's Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the stock inside the lunch box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the pump
Knock wood, all good
Thank God for
But my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic calling me up
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn tinted
Pull your mouth out you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
You gotta sip a straw
Shop lift through the
Pictures of me on my mom's living wall
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm giving you all my shocking
is to piss a priest off with this
Pop more pills than police
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
off my dick, hands off my balls
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so goddamn off the
I might as well be a smashed on the floor

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if you wanna bump

So everybody doing tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to

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

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