Eminem feat. Kon Artis - Tim Westwood Freestyle 2009 | Текст песни

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• Eminem feat. Kon Artis
• Tim Westwood Freestyle 2009

[eminem:]
You wanna start with the hook first?
You wanna start with the..? oh..
I have no idea what i'm doing i have no idea what i'm doing but
Everybody get up sit up christopher
They're miserable without you superman is a-
Live and he's flowin like the mystic river
Girl don't act like you've never been kissed before
One two three four
Five six this uh
Rhyme is about to hit you right in the kisser
How did anybody ever find me i disa-
Peared i was hiding in freeway's beard just a
Hop skip and a jump from my skin gushin'
Nails into my face that i been pushin'
Hellraiser my face is my pincushion
It's like when i'm on the mic i can squish a
Sucka like a vicegrip my pin put ya
In the slaughterhouse cause your style's been butchered
I'll spin chainsaw take off like the blades on my brains on
Hyperdrive someone put the breaks on

[eminem / kon artis:]
Here's a smidget a midget to get your digits bridget
Don't try to fidget with it ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice my swag juice
I got you slippin' on my swag juice my swag juice

Now here's a smidget a midget to get your digits bridget
Don't try to fidget with it ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice my swag juice

[eminem:]
...cause he gets as busy as a
Bee baby you could throw a frisbee in a blizzard
He'll catch it in his teeth what is he? he's a wizard
Standing in the disco with a disco biscuit
And i'm pretty sure it isn't biscwit is it?
Now baby don't forget to bring your lipstick with ya
I want the kiss before i blow this bitch to smitha-
Reens get the guillotines this is a situ-
Ation that's critical as dre spins his uh
Turn tables and he cuts the record like a scissor
Checka-chicky-checka-chicky-checka-checka-chicka
Who wreck it in a second tell me what the heck is sicker
Wait a minute i just dropped my necklace in the liquor
Now baby just to make a little breakfast and it's six o-
Clock in the morning unless you want to get some dessert

[eminem and kon artis:]
Here's a smidget a midget to get your digits bridget
Don't try to fidget with it ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice my swag juice
I got you slippin' on my swag juice my swag juice
I said here's a smidget a midget to get your digits bridget
Don't try to fidget with it ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice my swag juice
I got you slippin' on my swag my swag juice

[eminem:]
Ayo just so everybody knows...
That was a hook we made on the way to the radio station
And we were trying to get it right
So we may have fucked it up a couple times or whatever
But this is what we were trying to like work out before we came here
Especially for westwood man! especially for you homie!

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