E m i n e m f t . D 1 2 - H i t M e W i t h Y o u r B e s t S h o t | Текст песни

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• E m i n e m f t . D 1 2
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Куплет Eminem
I came in this game, with bad intentions.
And I ain’t budged not even an inch since then.
I’m stubborn, evil, and insensitive.
I’m like nothing you ever seen, pencil in hand
And it’s like I’m holding an incilin.
So you might wanna button it like Benjamin,
I ain’t frightened or nothin not inch him and-
step right in this mug with my henchmen,
and walk straight to the stage.
I ain’t here to cause trouble get the fuck out my face.
Fall back little cocksucker I ain’t
A&W don’t get your cold mugs in my way.
Get ‘em, shattered, fuckin’ A.
Been this way since B.C. what the fuck can I say.
I’m stuck in my ways like double sticked tape.
Don’t get, turned to a vegetable, dick face
You ain’t Superman, stay in your Lane Lois.
D12 spits flames like flame throwers,
Spit ‘til we gait sprained jaws
with metaphores that cut with the same force as chainsaws.
Hope you comin with your A game,
cause’ things have changed in this game.
Is it the same game, boys?
The stakes have been raised.
Better make lemonade,
when they give you lemons.
If they want us, let them aim for us.