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Eminem: AiteFred Durst: Check! Slim Shady, do the mic. kid(Eminem)I don't do black musicI don't do Withe musicI make fight musicFor High School kidsI pull side full gripsWhen I drive like this {screech}With a slipped diskFrom a Limp Bizkit dissI just missed the gift list for Christmas giftsSo I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slitLittle rich kids in cribsDon't attempt this shitJust step backWhile I prep up to pimp this bitchSo I said to the girl, I'm like"What up girl?""Shut up girl!"And showed her a cut-up squirrelShe screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard herSlapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murdererI moved on to two blondesAnd kissed 'em on a futon{Ay yo baby!}{What do you want?!}I looked at 'em both and I was like"Look, check this out toots, I'm lookin' for cookie pus"I need to speak to 'em immediatelyThey played my video on MTV last weekAnd just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then someIn comes Fred Durst(Fred Durst)Yo Shady let me get someWho knows what galaxy I came fromOne where a bass drum hung from my high chairNow I'm a nightmareYou stay right thereI got the divaHold the flavor of a singleSee me and Shady?I think we got a lock downShocked by the soundI got you cruisin' with your top downThese two blondesI offered 'em both a drinkAnd this you would thinkCould get the party startedBut instead them girls turned their headsOpened up their mouthsSmelt like somebody fartedSo if it's time for me to move onShady said the livin' room was a dance floorSo turn me looseI was cuttin' the rug with this chickBumped into this dude who was drunkAnd a prickRamblin' on about howHe was gonna kill meWow!I spilled a drink on his shirtBut no- He insisted we should goBefore I could drop 'emShady had to clock 'emThe music stoppedThe party stood in shockSo I looked aroundGrabbed the cutest girl and did the smurfTurn me looseTurn me looseTurn me looseTurn me looseThis party's goin' my wayOr no way at allBut don't youTurn me looseTurn me looseTurn me looseThis party's goin' my wayOr no way at all(Eminem)Turn me looseYou better tell 'em to come re-shingle the roofJust keep feedin' me free drinks till I pukeAnd Fred'll ask me to lead sing in his groupI'm sick at the barnI'm not bein' approachedCuz Fred's over there stealin' all of my hoes{Yo Fred save me some}I walked up to these saimese twinsAnd asked to have a threesomeTold 'em two heads are better that onePlus I respect how y'all roll together as oneGot a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groinStood up like "Ay wait, where you goin" {bye!}Oh wellThree strikes and I'm outI struck out and stood tied to the road {ouch}I ain't tryin' no moreFuck it- I'm chillin'Get a shot of yable {ahhh}Fell asleep on the ceiling(Fred Durst)Who knows what galaxy I came fromOne where a bass drum hung from my high chairNow I'm a nightmareYou stay right thereI got the divaHold the flavor of a singleSee me and Shady?I think we got a lock downShocked by the soundI got you cruisin' with your top downThese two blondesI offered 'em both a drinkAnd this you would thinkCould get the party startedBut instead them girls turned their headsOpened up their mouthsSmelt like somebody fartedSo if it's time for me to move onShady said the livin' room was a dance floorSo turn me looseI was cuttin' the rug with this chickBumped into this dude who was drunkAnd a prickRamblin' on about howHe was gonna kill meWow!I spilled a drink on his shirtTurn me looseTurn me looseTurn me looseTurn me looseThis party's goin' my wayOr no way at allBut don't youTurn me looseTurn me looseTurn me looseThis party's goin' my wayOr no way at all
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