Eminem - Shady 2.0 freestyle | Текст песни

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You about to see beasts destroy
It'll never be restored
When I unleash these beastly hordes on your CD stores
Wanna stop it? You gon' need a priests, at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, three ouija boards
A sqeegi and please be warned, do ask what the sqeegi's for
Or the holy water, acid raps thatll eat these floors
Eat a whole in a rhyme book, do you see these horns?
And as for me you ask when Im gone "will he be mourned?"
Is puke luke warm? should Casey Anthony do porn?
Can that chick fit a new born
Dead baby inside a frickin shoebox with a shoehorn
And smother it in chloroform so she can go get her groove on?
Can she duct tape and Velcro a fetus?
Joell, Yela, tell Joe I need his
Empty box from his old shell toed Adidas
So I can put these babies in the fetal position, to give elbows to the penis
Yeah big deal
I took some little kids big wheel and spit in his firggin big kids meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch me, sit still
Did you just put your six inch heel through my Benz windsheild?!
Is it dust we bout to kick up?
Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup
Between in stick shift in his friggin pickup
And drink like a hick redneck hill billy will til he gets hiccups!?
Flippin' the script up
Like Mike Vick gettin' his junk bit by a pit, yup, I'mma sick pup
Id be a horrible magician, cause I'll fuck a trick up
Fix your lips up to say somethin' fly, or zip up
A B, lets C, you said you were gonna do X Y Z
Till you fuck around and get dropped like an E
When you add an I-N-G
Do put a K in front of that though, when I MC
I'm not the king of the microphone booth, its more like a phone booth
Superman in this bitch, Kryptonite won't do
It gives me more power, I bump the fat boys
And eat rat poison, take meteor showers
Fresh outta the mental hospital
And me not flossin' a middle finger while I hop in a mosh pit'll
Be like Nas doin' Gospel or R&B... you crazy?
Me pushin' them daises? that thought is impossible
Is it flashin' across the news, Pastor ? was caught with a prostitute
With a huge Johnson, boobs, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties, and a aqua blue Monster
Swallowin' a popsicle, playing tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it ain’t happenin', I’m a rap till I’m fossil fuel