[Funk Flex] 

Y'knahmean shout to Shady Records 

My man Eminem, D-12, Paul Rosenberg 

Shout to Jimmy Iovine, Steve Stoute 

Funk Flex, 60 Minutes of fuckin Funk nigga, Volume FOUR! 

ONE!! 



[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 

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My words are weapons 

I use 'em to crush my opponents 

These words are weapons 

I never did 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 

Onen 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 the 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'sll 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 drikin 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-zarre 

while I stick it up yo' ass while you shittin diarrhea 



[Chorus] 



[Eminem] 

Yo!