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Wrath Of Me

May 5th, 2010

Can u smile with everyone on your back
(everyone screamin’, everyone yellin’)
Without the sensitivity there is no fact
(i see u runnin, i see u’re scared)

Chorus 2

U will feel..
The wrath of me..
Can u see..
Wut i want u 2 be..

[verse]
I cant see
(its blinding)
Ur love
(used to be so blinding)
But now all i feel
(is the fading taste)
Of ur opinion
(the theory that used to be)
But now stuck in the vibe
(is my heart..)

U will feel..
The wrath of me..
Can u see..
Wut i want u 2 be..
U will feel..
The wrath of me..
Can u see..
Wut i want u 2 be..

Can u smile with everyone on your back
(everyone screamin’, everyone yellin’)
Without the sensitivity there is no fact
(i see u runnin, i see u’re scared)
Can u smile with everyone on your back
(everyone screamin’, everyone yellin’)
Without the sensitivity there is no fact
(i see u runnin, i see u’re scared)
Can u smile with everyone on your back
(everyone screamin’, everyone yellin’)
Without the sensitivity there is no fact
(i see u runnin, i see u’re scared)
Can u smile with everyone on your back
(everyone screamin’, everyone yellin’)
Without the sensitivity there is no fact
(i see u runnin, i see u’re scared)

U will feel..
The wrath of me..
Can u see..
Wut i want u 2 be..
U will feel..
The wrath of me..
Can u see..
Wut i want u 2 be..









Worst Come To Worst

May 5th, 2010

Peace to Thirston Howl, A.L. and Wordsworth
My mother smoked crack I had a premature birth
I’m just a nerd cursed with badly disturbed nerves
Who wanna be the one to step up and get served first
Ninety nine percent of aliens prefer Earth
Come here to rule the planet, storm on your turf
I hid a secret message inside of a word search
With smeared letters, runnin together and blurred spurts
Hang with male shovenest pigs and perverts
Who point water pistols at women and squirt shirts
Been a bad boy since diapers and Gerbers
My first words were bleep bleep and curse curse
Never had shit and I still don’t deserve dirt
My breath still stinks, and I’m on my third cert
Digging out my stitches, and hollering nurse nurse
You said this shot would numb me this shit just hurts worse
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first

I’ll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)
Battle? I’m too weeded to speak to
The only key that I see to defeat you
would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
and force feed you ‘em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe
I’ll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
you’ll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you
(Bitch!) I ain’t no fuckin G, I’m a cannibal
I ain’t tryin to shoot you,
I’m tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you
Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!)
Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis
I’m so bananas I’m showin up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gasses
and close it back with a lit match in it
while I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments
Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes

When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
Yo, speed racer, 97′ burgundy Blazer
Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer
I’m on some low ish,
I’m fed up wit the being broke ish
I’m not to joke wit
Bitch, I don’t sell crack, I smoke it
My brains dusted; I’m disgusted at all my habits
Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets
Loosing battles to wack rappers ’cause I’m always too blunted
Walkin’ up in the cypher smokin’, talkin’ like, “Who want it?”
Thug and crook; every drug in the book I’ve done it
My 9’s at your frame,is that your chain? Run it
Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor?
Aggressive nature got me stickin’ you for your Progressive
pager
Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer
Stole your mom’s Acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her
The doctors you’ll need after our battle are known as
psychiatrics
I’ll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you,
and I’ma make sure you come back for it
So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences
A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses
..Take em’ on long vacation trips
Kidnappin’ em’ and trappin’ em’ in abusive relationships
Mess up your face and lips
Slit your stomach and watch your gut split
Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit
Mama don’t you cry, your son’s too far gone
I’m so high, I don’t even know what label I’m on
I’m messed up, feelin’ like an over worked plumber
I’m sick of the crap, what’s Dr. Kevorkian’s phone number

I come in here spitting
With nine riffing non-fiction
Rappers try to step to this
With no prediction
And now I’m bashing and crashing
And thrashing
I hate rappers with a passion
When I’m chilling next to DJ Fashion
Aiiiyyo
I need a f***ing Kleenex
Before I die like withered pheonixes
When I’m chilling with Felix
Hit em with the freestyle…
(scratches)
I’m homicidal, and suicidal with no friends
Holdin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin tecs at you until you see your fuckin legs
with the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you
Fuckin mad dog, foamin at the mouth
Fuck mouth, my whole house, is foamin at the couch
Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building
and shot every window out on the way down to the ground (keep
filming)
Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in
half
Suffocated the oxygen mask
Shit if I get any higher, I’ma get the East and West beefin
again
Slide back to where u come from and stand in the crossfire

When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
When tha worst comes to worst
My peoples come first
How would you like to suck my balls”









Words Are Weapons

May 5th, 2010

[Chorus: Eminem]
My words are weapons
I use ‘em to crush my opponents
My words are weapons
I never show no emotion
My words are weapons
I use ‘em to kill whoever’s steppin to me
My words are like weaponry on a record

[Eminem]
Yo, the rage I release on a page
is like a demon unleashed in a cage
Lunatic, soon as I hit the stage
My mind is like a fuckin stick of dynamite
Once I get behind the mic
it’s like the wick is lit – you bitches die tonight
My nine is like a guidin light at night shinin bright
My fuckin grip is tighter than my wife’s vagina, psych
These cock-suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it’s time to pick a different weapon, man this shit’s
depressin
But Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas present
(Swift: “Come on Slim, let’s go and teach this fuckin bitch a
lesson”)
They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish
But my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantage
Shady stay creative baby hold your head up, don’t you let up
one bit on these motherfuckin suckers you’re a soldier +GET UP+
STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, LONG AS YOU BREATHIN
THEY JEALOUS OF YOU MAN THAT’S THE ONLY REASON THEY BEEFIN!

[Chorus]

[Swifty McVeigh]
It’s that Dirty Dozen renegade
You done pulled the pin out my grenade
.38’s’ll move your shit up out the way
You niggas wont forget about McVeigh; you got somethin to say?
Let it out today or watch these bullets spray
from these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters
that’ll make Jeff Dahmer’s look like he caught a misdemeanor
See I’m +Dirty+, so I ain’t gotta buy a pistol cleaner
An official beater, don’t let me see you with yo’ heater
You gets whipped with it, tell them motherfuckers Swift did it
You packin somethin special in your crib then bitch get it
I’m physically fitted to run yo’ digits, I’m hostile (uh-huh)
with this Roscoe pointed up your nostrils
You get splitted and guess what, I’m blowin up the hospital
and wouldn’t give a fuck if you a cop or a hoe
I’m Hannibal Lector, the spinal cord disconnector
Findin whores to lock ‘em up in motels to inject ‘em

[Chorus]

[Bizarre]
I’m eatin crews like I’m Hannibal
There’s no way I can be the gay rapper
(Eminem: Why not?) I only fuck animals (Oh! Ha-ha)
Stupid trick got my dick startin to itch
Went to my mother’s grave site, called her a stupid bitch
One on one in this bloodsport
I’m in divorce court, sold my bitch off a pack of Newports
(Your honor!) Six times I been arrested; how would you feel
if you was a Jehovah witness that always got molested?
(It happens) I’m smokin dank drinkin drank
I can’t have any kids cause I’m fuckin shootin blanks!
Don’t you know Bizarre don’t give a fuck?!
Nicole’s a whore – I’m glad O.J. murdered the slut (uhh!)
Responsibility – I’m negligent
Bill Clinton’s a fag, should be stabbed
Let Richard Simmons be the President (ohh HEYY!!)
Call me a weirdo, call me Bi-zirre
while I stick it up yo’ ass while you shittin diarrhea

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Yo!