feat. Eminem [Talking] [Eminem] Yo, Ill shove a gun in ya grill, greasy and heated Smothered in hot mustard so when I feed it to you its easy to eat it You need to be immediately treated While you breathin youll be leavin The receiving room this evening with Jesus You hate on us, well be waitin on eight corners Swarmin ya hood with a thousand angry skateboarders Ill hop in the Jeep, slam on the gas and charge you And bombard you in the car that ya mom bought you Mess around and get choked and found in a moat Floatin around drowned face down in a boat Ill pile five dudes in a pen And well pull up to the seven mile drivethru At McDonalds and piledrive you I got the power to snatch a driver out his Eddie Bauer When it rides by me at ninety miler per hour This place is my house, I might as well erase my face with whiteout Cause yall cant see me like Mases eyebrows Its like that, its like that
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