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    [Chorus]

    Chem-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, le-le, le-le
    Chem-ne-le-eh-ne-nuf-nu-nef, ne-nish, le-le.. translation
    So you can suck my dick if you don't like,
    my shit
    Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck,
    my dick

    [Verse 1: Eminem]

    Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like
    two pennies
    I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
    A young ass man with a trash can, strapped to the back
    Of his ass so the rats can't chew through his
    last pants
    I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightnin'
    Frightened with five little white Vicodin
    pills bitin' him
    I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
    Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
    I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
    Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fucking handle
    So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurting
    (Bitch it's too late)
    Cause once you're hung from the drapes,
    it's curtains

    [Swifty]

    I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
    Degrading, creating murders to kill haters
    Accused for every crime known through the equator
    They knew I did it for having blood on my 'gators
    My weed'll hit your chest like a
    double barrel gauge and
    I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
    With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
    You never hear me say forgive me
    I'm snatchin every penny, it gotta be that way nigga, face it
    That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
    You hidin, I make the president get a facelift
    Niggas just afraid, handin' me they bracelets
    Chilling in the lab wasted
    I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
    Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site
    And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

    [Chorus: Eminem]

    So you can suck my dick if you don't like,
    my shit
    Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck,
    my dick
    Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like,
    my shit
    Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck,
    my dick

    [Bizarre]

    I'm a compulsive liar, setting my preacher on fire
    Slashing your tires, flying down Fenkell and Meyers
    Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
    Jacking my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
    (Hey, is Bizarre performing)
    Bitch didn't you read the flyer
    Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
    (Aren't you a male dancer)
    Nah bitch, I'm retired
    Fucking your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
    I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
    My Dj's in a coma for letting the record skip
    I'm fucking anything when I'm snorting
    It's gonna cost 300 dollars
    to get my pitbull an abortion
    Some bitch asked for my autograph
    I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
    I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
    All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom

    [Proof]

    Ayo, flashback, two feets, too deep up in that ass crack
    Weed laced with something, nigga pass that
    In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
    At a Stop the Violence rally, I blast gats
    Bmi on publishing, get your Ascap-ped
    The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
    Run your motherfuckin' pockets, Asap
    I don't need a platinum chain bitch,
    I snatch Shaq's
    Born loser, half thief and half black
    Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
    Bitch smacker rich rappers get they Jag jacked
    And found chopped up in a trash bag

    [Kuniva]

    We strangling rappers until the point they can't yell
    Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than
    bake sales
    Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
    Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums
    I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle
    Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
    Get executed, cause I'm a Luni, I got a Yukmouth
    And it's polluted, I cock it back then shoot it
    I love snatching up players thugs and young ballers
    Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
    Brigade barricade to bring the noise
    While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
    If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo
    A big Chinese nigga, screamin Kuniva, yo, yo...
    I leave ya face leaking, run up in church
    And smack the preacher while he's preaching,
    take a swing at the deacon

    [Kon Artis]

    I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
    I was straight 'til I got caught selling em shape
    I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
    I got kicked out of summer camp for having sex in my tent
    With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order
    I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water
    In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von
    Who got fired from Ups for tryin to send you a bomb
    (Special delivery)
    I signed to a local label for fun
    Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
    Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
    Call your house and hang up on you for not giving me none
    Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
    Got a reputation for havin niggas running they funds
    Used to be the type of nigga that was folding some ones
    'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rolling in dough

    [Chorus]

    [Final]
    Ha ha.. suck my mothafuckin' dick
    D-12.. Dirty-mothafuckin'-Dozen
    Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands
    Bizarre Kid, Swifty Mcvay, the Kon Artis
    The Kuniva, Dirty Harry and Slim Shady

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