Get the fuck out motherfucker...
Verse 1
Hey yo...
When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking floor,
Eminem Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door,
Cause when I spit on mic's I spit raw,
Adrenaline Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor,
I keep the club on the vex,
Rush Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of shit,
Songtexte Niggas get a whiling,
When my words echo's the room like, Get your hand out my pocket,
Songtext You suck shit when my topics rockin,
I'm banned from clubs 'cause my toxic tonsils,
Lyrics Loud speaker like a fucking sports announcer,
I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer,
Lyric I rush the mutherfucker in your way who's bouncing,
You know old christ get their yak's pronouncin...
Liedertexte
CHORUS
Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker,
Out your seat motherfucker, I'm a reach motherfucker,
Liedertext Shady-records till I sleep motherfuckers
Obi-Trice nothin but street motherfucker
Alle Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker
I would'nt give a fuck who you be motherfucker
Eminem Punk, pussy, bitch or G motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker
Adrenaline
Verse 2
When I speak I blow out your tweeters, yo dog,
Rush Show out in speakers roll out with heaters,
I'm just an animal eating the game,
Songtexte Jumbo monkey, funky and obie's the name,
I rose solo, never been a hoe though,
Songtext Keep yak's vocal when cats act loco,
Where you at when I'm moving the crowd,
Lyrics You get trampled, mashed on detroit style,
Up out your seats, pump out the E's,
Lyric Off the beat's the crowd overpleased,
Where my nigga's at smoking them tree's,
Liedertexte Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski's,
That's how it is when you party with me,
Liedertext You don't like it, you L-7 like a square beat...
CHORUS
Verse 3
Yo, yo, since I came I rearrange the place with blaze,
Eminem Spays dope with coke-fevers DNA, I'm so addicted,
To gettin nigga's lifted, drunk off a liquid,
Adrenaline Obie Trice the misfit,
Douse'in the crowd with piss and voul's,
Rush We underground motherfucker fix your frown's,
I beat the bore with a wisty tour,
Songtexte Off a whisky you never been this deep before,
So throw up your hands and peep out your man's
Songtext When I come through next quarter trust it in you's,
Lyrics And trust I'm attackin it,
I hook up the hot shit like ay see we havin it,
Lyric That's why I'm so miraculous,
And hope to get you nigga's pumped up,
Liedertexte I see you next time I see him chump,
That's right, you go through obie trice fucked up,
On your knees drop for these...
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