[Intro: mornin Haha, your mother fuckin asses up Yo what is the Well come on then, you know time it is Stop on my group bitch!
[Verse 1: For it's worth it's worth me havin my ass whipped Cause I'ma have the last lips to ever ass with I just can't get past these pissants That wanna be rauny bad so bad And so mad they can't stand it Cause we can and they spit (Haawk) And can't handle it like a man And that's it just happens And I and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that Maybe I'm old but my pashion Is to smash rappin without havin to sslap em Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a but I'm pissed now But it all depends on just how far it took on the mic Cause I'm tellin you right now not gonna like it if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a at a pit bull you get bit bB These words to you like crazy glue you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty! I'm the beatiful-est thing and gonna miss me when I'm gone Like Kieth Murry he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!) I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & are you with me?
Eminem] Come on an come on an your shoes off mother fuckers come on an Cause we get it on an till the of dawn an Wake your ass up quit yawnin Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin So have along with the words to the song an If you don't know the words an you can't sing an Fake you know 'em motherfuckin join in Everybody on an
2: Swifty] Its in the pitted me of a beef starter In a party with it's hard to keep me without one Fuck slugs I'm walkin gloves a shotgun Constantly popin they hot son, better not run The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't In a full of dog shit, I'ma gothic project, you stop breathin You die quicker than mach speed without It ain't about what you you meet me better speak like a season's greetins Either or we'll be beefin free when You niggaz need a 'E' to speak shit! Your leader is a botique Keep the heater you can reach quick I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a I did it from a mind of a mental patient When glocks you can save that conversation for satan You
Eminem] Come on an everybody on an Kick shoes off motherfuckers come on an we get it on an till the break of dawn an Wake ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin So have sing with the words to the song an If you don't know the words an you can't sing an Fake like you know 'em join in come on an
[Verse 3: Yo yo I you niggas don't like us But so what this beef is the fuck did he say in his rap Em?' I can see that just a punk I mean niggaz squeeze on me Please I'm guts I don't no enemies, as my family a couple trucks Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out white to fight you In of every reporter that I don't like No need for metaphores I get yours across when I So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, and I don't you, WHAT!" I might as well give up like heavy sales And just fuck an leave D12 and blunt We can't self I've never felt it much on fellas, get up We got to fight like Bugs last of his life
[Verse 4: Kon I walk with a limp, hangin off-a the hip I'm and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith Your carcus is split even the beef is partially We can't you serious, you a comedy skit You probaly wish that you could be out them G's But the only you shoot is the breeze I can't you speaking on movin key's But every time we hear you it The only thing you is wolf tickets I look wicked cause will test your nut sack So when they bust you bust back And get your guts clapped outa stomach And when they it (yeah) I bring a hundred from runave So get your gun and if you
[Chorus: on an everybody come on an Kick your shoes off come on an we get it on an till the break of dawn an Wake your ass up mother fuckers quit Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the So have sing along with the to the song an If you don't know the words an you can't sing an Fake you know 'em motherfuckin join in Everybody on an