Eminem
Eminem - Detroit Grammer songtekst
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Wuh The bad..., the evil, the bad the evil. Yo if it wasn't for your whip I'd have nothing to strip If it wasn't for wrist's I'd have nothing to slit If it wasn't for the shrooms I'd have nothing to chew Im just fucking wit chu cause' I got nothing to do [ Emienm ] I came in the diner with skateboarders, placed orders, ate orderves, and hit the waiter with plate warmers. Let you inhale the glock smell when im ripping you wallet off, slippin the molatoff in your cocktail. Burning your contracts, punch your acheing arm in the face messes his glasses and turned then to contacts, your mothers so shit, if It's missin I took it, nurse look at this straight jacket It's crooked!I go to jail and murder you from the cell, put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail. So how do you describe someone with a dicapitated head when the rest of his bodys still alive runnin. [ d 12 ] Comming with 5 gun men waiting to do a drive bye so when u see the black 500 hide from it for every hundred mc's rhyming about birds only about two thirds are really saying it without words yo you aint a thug i can make u bitch up pick the 5th up cock spit you swear u aint afraid of slugs im the hottest shit in the industry, i got every thug on the block to get a wind of me defending me you lack class of respect get a derect back blast the bad and evil bad rap i cover the bad half u know how thuggin this shit will end up spin around lift ur chin up u get hit ten down and ten up i take it if u run ur mouth u wanna get sent up heat it up ull be licking blood and spittin flem up now we rivles cause of a small name and title u step got devile and a flower in a rifle Yo if it wasnc12