Eminem

Eminem - Session One songtekst

Je score:

(feat. Slaughterhouse)




[Intro:]

Ladies and gentlemen make some noise

aww shit

yeah

y'all ready to get this shit started or what

Aaight,

well I brought some friends with me too



Now I aint back just for the sake of sayin im back

I could relax but Id rather stack ammo on tracks

couple zanacs light a couple wax candles then black-

out and relapse till I act Jack Daniels and yap

Burp bubbles attitudes imaturin double shot of bacardi party vision is blurrin

woah I cant see shit my words get to slurrin uh oh

you can call me R. Kelly now Urine-trouble

whats accurin before after and durin the show



Theres no bearin on the bad news im bearin wow

what is it wordplay no Im pushin you out the dough

so suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow

now stomp your fuckin feet till you get to squishin a hoe

Its pandemo-neum standin o when you see him oh

dam baby you look good you givin me warmth you should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood

Or snap work it a poly on

you and me both break bread while im hopin over this game to pinch a loaf

now homie who's your favorite pain in the ass

who claims to be spittin the same flames as me

im Kanye when he crashed

in other words I got the hood on smash

like I stepped on the gas destroyed the front end deployed the dam air bags on the dash

went through em and laughed

came back an hour after the accident and bit a god dam jaw breaker in half

so stop fakin to funk and start shakin ya ass

slaughterhouse in the house with the causasian of rap

and just blaze on the track

what the fucks more amazin' then that

slut answer me that

royce where you at?



[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9:]

I'm right here fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers

are prying you apart ??, lump on your head designed by a bar stool

Designed by a cartoon, before I need to be hired

Jimmy 'Io fire Marshall

The 9 tucked against the lining

I pull it out and flip your partner upside down like ya'll are a couple 69ing

It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, **....fuck your couch **

You screaming 'fuck the world' with your middle finger up

While I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud

My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder

Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel the OJ the Glove

I got a Posse of Insane Clowns, blow your brains on your opposite ear

Then ask you how your brain sounds

Bad, evil, weirdo, Alfred ??, mad cerebral, you on your last burrito

What that mean Nickel

It's a rap if you eating, get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern

Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that

Good day and good night, Ortiz where the fuck you at



[Verse 3 - Joel Ortiz:]

I'm right here; my Nike Airs buzz light years ahead of my mic peers

Quite scary to look at, a nightmare, where my book at I'll write fear

In the heart of you tight squares, I harbour the art of you nice ??

It's ?? cuz that made me hotter than my dear

Uncle Al's breath after polishing off his 9th beer

Homie chill listen, I swear, I'm God, I give tracks a holy feel

And they bite ears

I'm right here, why wouldn't I be, just waiting to be hooked to IV's

?? brown when you look at my pee

And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction, and record the pig's oink

When I rip his intestines

This isn't just an infection; this won't go away with penicillin injections

Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection

What I exhibit, seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it

aww shit I did it again, when I lit with this pen, I admitted this phlegm

This time along side Em and the Em

So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook

Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook



[Verse 4 - Crooked I:]

I'm right here letting the shotty pop

Quick as a karate chop, get your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop

Come with Maserati drop, in the body shot

Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli wopped

I take your life to the 9th inning

A knife in a gunfight I love it me and my knife winning

I laugh when you fall the shit will be funny

I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money

Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow

Leave drawers in this Impala, I ball like Iguodala,

I bear more arms than 6 koalas, as soon as a I draw get sent to ??

I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun, I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn

I pillage your village for fun, ??, a syllable gun

Real as they come, Long Beach ??

Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, ?? try to do without trying

Cuz to us it's so easy, where, Jump-off Joe Beezy



COME ON, WHERE THE FUCK IS JOE BEEZY?!!!
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