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My Words Are Weapons

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My Words Are Weapons

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Chorus:My words are weapons (I use them to crush my opponents)My words are weapons (I never show no emotions)My words are weapons (I use them to kill whoevers steppin' to me, my wordsare like weaponry on a record)My words are weapons (I use them to crush my opponents)These words are weapons (I never show no emotions)My words are weapons (I use them to kill whoevers steppin' to me, my wordsare like weaponry on a record)Eminem:(Aiiyo)The rage I release on a page is like a demon unleashing a caged lunatic'soon as i hit the stageMy mind is like a fuckin' stick of dynamite, once is get behind the micit's like the wick is lit, you bitches die tonightMy 9 is like a guy that light at night, shinin' brightMy fuckin grip is tighter than my wife's vagina (sike!)These cocksucking cops got my Smith & WessonI guess its time to pick a different weapon, man this shits depressin'But Swift is gettin me a new one for a christmas present (c'mon Slim, letsgo and teach this fuckin bitch a lesson)They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandishedBut my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantageShady, stay creative babyHold your head up, dont you let upone bit on these motherfuckin' suckasYou're a soldier, get upStand up for what you belive in, long as you breathin'They jealous of you man, thats the only reason they beefin'(Chorus)Swift:Its that dirty dozen renegadeyou done pulled the pin out my grenadethirty eights so move yo' shit up out the wayyou niggas wont forget about McFaeyou got somethin to say? get it out today or watch these bullets breakfrom these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimetersthat'll make Jeff Dommar look like he got a misdemeanersee im dirty, so I aint gotta buy a pistol cleanerand an official beaterdon't let me see you wit your heateryou get hit wit ittell the motherfuckas Swift did ityou packin somethin special in yo crib? then bitch get itim physically fitted to run your digitsim hostile, wit this pistol pointed up your nostrilsyou can split it, and guess what?I'm blowin up the hospitaland wouldn't give a fuck if you a cop or a hoeim hannibal lector, the spinal cord disconnecterfinding whores to lock em' up in hotels to inject her(Chorus)Bizarre:im eatin girls like im hannibalthere's no way I can be the gay rapper (why not?)I only fuck animals (oh)you stupid trick, got my dick startin to itchwent to my mother's gravesite, called her a stupid bitch1 on 1 in this blood sportim in divorce courtsuing my bitch over a pack of Newports6 times I been arrestedhow would you feel if you was a Jehovah witness that always got molested?im smokin dank, drinkin drinkI can't have any kids cause im fuckin shootin blanksdon't you know bizarre don't give a fuck?Nicole's a whore, im glad O.J. murdered the slutresponsibility? im neglegentbill clinton's a fag and should be stabbed, let richard simmons be thepresidentcall me a wierdo, call me "bazeer"while I stick it up your ass while you shit dierreah(Chorus)
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