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313 (eminem)
- Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right
- I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
- My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
- Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
- Forgot a gold digger's succubus ,my souls thick with ruggedness
- With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this
- I got more Different Strokes than Philip Drummound
- On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
- We elevated to new heights premeditated
- Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
- The escalated can be put to the test of greatness
- Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
- So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
- To represent my temperment
- If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
- But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
- Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
- Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
- My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
- At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
- I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
- And as for face clutching and touching the flows
- I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
- Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
- Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
- Defiance, no we won't have that
- You want your shit to blow up?
- Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
- And blast that shit to kingdom come
- Then bring them some of this real hip hop
- I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about
- And you all knew from Meeko
- That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno
- So stop that bullshit and flow
- Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you knowSo what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
- You don't know shit so when you see one flee
- You can be Run D, you'll never beat the MC
- I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
- I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
- I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
- Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
- I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
- It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
- You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
- My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
- I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
- If he's acting soft and he cowers
- He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers
- You flowers got no clout with a thing
- You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
- I shout the slang, simple as A,B,C's
- Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
- Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
- Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
- So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
- I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
- I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
- You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
- fingers
- But you can bring yours let's see what you got
- But don't front and never try to be what you're not
- Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
- And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
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