Eminem feat. Kon Artis - Freestyle Westwood | Текст песни

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• Eminem feat. Kon Artis
• Freestyle Westwood

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
I wasn't born mean
I was pushed to treachery
I walk the streets
Looking for some puss to fetch me
I'm like a veggie
Brain is turned to mush I'm edgy
Edgy enough to give Reggie Bush a wedgie
If he don’t give me Kim things could get messy
So pass that ass to me let me squash the left cheek
Then press against the right one till it smushed against me
Leave the dead bodies in the woods/ the MC
with the Christopher Reeves beef
We started off on the wrong foot
Or should I say fake leg made out of wood
I shouldn’t/ yes I should
Riding through the hood
I'm chilling with Westwood
I’m quite mellow
A white fellow
My pee is bright yellow
I like jell-o
I’m like hello
To a cute little dike on the mic
I’m kinda like

[Verse 2 - Kon Artis]
See I’m the first one to class and the last to leave
I mean the first one to leave out of class, believe
That I’m a mailbox pimp and my hearts lot die
Even when I through it off the ashes fry
When from an ashy guy
Class clown as high
To a grown ass man second ….
Rynen aves the click, D12s the game
We been spitting this ** since we were little babes
Gaga gugu nana, dada dodo never
Working my homeboy Em I’m just too too clever
A 4-5 shotta leave the n**a face lopsided
The kick from the barrel make you think I’m cockeyed it
When I bust it off in the crowed n**as start diving
Great looking broad over the bar I aint lying
Hot iron lethal not to … soldier
Rynyan ave soldier equal death when its over
Its none colder then n**as then under strain of stuggle
Hire street muscle
We been had the hustle x2
We been had the muscle x2

[Verse 3 - Eminem]
Me and Westwood blasting off
Jacking off in a pair of acid wash bumping Asher Roth
Cruising grassed till I damn near crash the car
Trying to smash em off on the dash
Hit the overpass went off
Over the bridge on to oncoming traffic
Cause a massive 42 car pileup
Not a scratch at all
Hopped up holding a axe and saw
Jason mask is off and my face is plastered in tobasco sauce
Spitting flames kicking fire out your ass you little b***
You can pass it on of battery acid dawg
You don’t wanna get my ass ticked off
I’m harder then playing basketball when I’m going through crack withdrawal
Dick so big it’s like elastic
I tie in a knot and it looks like Mr. Fantastic
Cross the path of plasticman with a drastic force ****
Put my penis on plastic sports