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[Eminem]
I wasn't born mean I was pushed to treachery.
I walked the streets looking for some puss to fetch me
I like a veggie brain, turn 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 squish the left cheek
and pressed against the right one till it's smushed against me
and leave a dead body in the woods the mc
With the Christopher Reeves beef, we started off on the wrong foot
Or should I say fake leg, made outta 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 jello, I'm like hello
To a cute little dike on the mic, I'm kinda like...
Iron Mike cos i bite earlobes

[Mr.Porter]

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 in my heart til' I die
Even after I'm all gone and my ashes fry
Went from an ashy guy, class clown this high
To a grown ass man
Runyon ave's the click, D12's the gang
We been spittin' this shit since we was little baby's
Gaga Googoo nana, nanny doodoo? never
Word to my homie Em, I'm just too too clever
A 45 shot'll leave a ***** face lop-sided
The kick from the barrell make you think I'm cock-eyeded
When I bust it off in the crowd, you start diving
Greg Louganis in over the bar, I ain't lyin'
Hot I ain't equal, It's not defying a soldier
Runyon Ave soldier equals death when it's over
There's nothing colder than ---- than understranded struggle
Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle
We been had the hussle, We been had the muscle
Fly the street hussle, we been had the hussle

[Eminem]
Me and Westwood blasting off
Jacking off in a pair of Acid Wash, bumping Asher Roth
Cruised and grassed it till I damn near crashed the car
Tryna smash em off on the dash, hit the overpass, went off
Over the bridge, into on coming traffic
Caused a massive 42 car pile up, not a scratch at all
Hocked up holding an axe and saw Jason mask is off
but my face is plastered in Tabasco sauce
Spitting flames, kicking fire out ya ass
Ya little bastard, you can pass it on, I'm battery acid dog
You don't wanna get my ass ticked off
I'm harder than playing basketball when I'm going through Crack withdraw
Dick's so big it's like estlastic
I tie it in a knot and it looks like Mr. Fantastic Crossed
the path of plastic man, with a drastic force an...?
Put my penis on Classic Sports

[Mr.Porter]

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