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* Fart

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

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

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

Yo I with no engine
I blow four in ya
One on top of your ninja
Crashin' Doc stir the
We all out of work Tony Atlas
Walking with cans in a basket
America's most with the army us
Fuck flossin' we what's yours
fifteen like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc laid off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it arsonists?
Paper make pens filled with
I got hoes that don't what Prada is
Doc can up, cut your barber miss
?
I turn out camps in to crystal
And bitches face is what I'mma do
Cause what white boy Tyno do

So how's doing tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
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

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

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

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

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, all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, probably get shot by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
You gotta sip a straw
Shop through the mall
of me on my mom's living room wall
Hey ma maybe give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm giving you all my shocking
Which is to a priest off with this
Pop more pills police officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well be a smashed on the floor

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

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

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

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