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Lyrics: [chorus x 2] My words are weapons (I use em to crush my opponents) My words are weapons (never show no emotion) My words are weapons (I use em to kill whoever steppin to me) My words are like weaponry on a record [eminem] The rage I release on a page is like a demon unleashed in a cage Lunatic, soon as I hit the stage My mind is like a f***in stick of dynamite Once I get behind tha mic it's like the weakest bi*** you bi***es die tonight My nine is like a guiding light at night shinin' bright My f***in whip is tighter then my wife's vagina sike These c***suckin c***s Got my smith and wesson I guess it's time to pick a different weapon man that sh**s depressin But swift is gettin me a new one for a christmas present [swift] - come on slim lets go teach this f***in bi*** a lesson They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish But my plan is to use this bullsh** to my advantage Shady stay creative baby hold your head up don't u let up One bit of this motherf***in suckers you a soldier get up Stand up for what you believe in as long as u breathin They jealous of you man that's the only reason they beefin' [chorus x 2] [swift] Its that dirty dozen renegade You did pull out the pin from my grenade 38's will move your sh** up out the way You niggas wont forget about mcvay You got sumtin to say let it out today And watch these bullets spray From these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters That will make jeff dahmers look like he caught a misdemeanor See I'm dirty so I ain't gotta to buy pistol cleaner An official beater don't let me see you with your heater You get swift with it Tell that mutherf***er swift did it You packing sumtin special in your crib then bi*** get it I'm physically fitted to run your digits I'm hostile with this roscal pointed up your nostrils You get splitted and guess what I'm blowin up the hospital And wouldn't give a f*** if you a cop or a ho I'm hannibal lector the spinal cord connector findin w****s And lockup in motels and inject em [chorus x 2] [bizarre] I'm eating crews like I'm hannibal There's no way I could be the gay rapper (em - why not? ) I only f*** animals Snoop and trick got my d*** starting to itch Went to my mothers grave site and called her a stupid bi*** One on one in this blood sport I'm in divorce court Suin' my bi*** off a pack of newports 6 times I've been arrested How would you feel if you let your ho witness that always got molested I'm smokin dank drinkin drink I cant have any kids cuz I'm f***in shooting blanks Don't you know bizarre don't give a f*** Nicole's a w**** and I'm glad o.j murdered his s*** Responsibility I'm negligent Bill clintons a f** should be stabbed Let richard simmons be president Call me a weirdo Call me bazeer While I stick up your ass till while you sh** diarrhea More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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