Balls Balls BallsBalls Balls BallsYoull never touch myCatch me if you can but you aint man enoughYoure standin toughBut you know that no matter whatYoull never get the chance to touchMy Balls Balls BallsBalls Balls BallsYoull never touch my ballsI see you aint a playa you aint ballinAnd I dont even care who the hell you call inIn this game it aint no talkinYou can get it started I nail the coffinAnd all I here is get your man up off himSo why I gotta stop it this nigga was talkinAnd I aint gotta prove you nothinI do it and you aint gotta push my buttonsThis dude in front of me he weighs a brickHes quick and I cant get Marshall hitSo I played my position and dont make a moveBeen doin this for years my team cant loseAnd aint nobody aint nobody hard9 oclock Im gonna punch me hardHut one hut two Im readyHike give the ball to NellyAnd nobody out there feels meTake this fore you have to kill meAnd any player in my way Im foldinDamn it call holton[Chorus]Football Football I love footballYes tres dos unoDos tres f*ck shit bitch asshole son of a bitchEverybody cuddle blah I mean huddleI just stepped in a mud puddle buttholeFreak who just tapped on my ass cheekNevermind lets try quarterback sneakCover me smother me with love thats brotherlyThat didnt work try another playHut one hut two hut hut hurry upAnd reach up another grown mans buttHike the ball I mean I like BizarreBut Jesus yikes I think I can feel his ballsMy dick is long as it is hard yeah so are my ballsIts the longest yard whoops thats not the chorusRun it back wrong song yeah disreguardThat whole statement I just made what yard line we on?On 5 and our timeouts are goneLess than a minute left I just throw my ball (ball)To the sideline to Von he steps outta bounds48 seconds left on the clock but every last one countsCall another huddle were down by sixThe plan is to throw the ball to SwiftBut hes so god damn high that hes tripsFalls and slips Proof grabs him by his fingertipsAnd runs the ball all the way down to the oneBut he dont get in but all we need is a put (blabbing)But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to winBut then I get sacked all the way back to the tenGod dammit Ima slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass againEverybodys laughin now no timeouts and its now fourth downWere never gonna make it wait I just got an ideaQuick everybody get naked Denaun go longIma throw the bomb cmon how they gonna tackle you wit no pants onAss out with a floppin schlong touch down yeah I told yaIts the longest yard[Chorus]The new face on the yard just hand me the ball (balls)Ima run through all of yall yall just softEven though my cleats is kickin up mudIts more tragic for me Im stiff armin punksHigh steppin through the end zoneI been grown Im so dirty you dont even know my skin toneIts time to rumble no time to fumbleAnd I wont stumble your frontline will tumblePlayin ball with killas my teams gorillasThree time offenders even drug dealersOne of the best runnin backs there never wasMovin like Barry Sanders leavin you in the dustYack is high I got the highest yackHit the ground so hard I leave tire tracksBizarre snaps like a fire crackAnd my palm more stickier than spider backEyin my eye the back tryin to sack usNo matter how big they flyin backwardsWide receiver recievin wideFor every stride in my life I breathe and dieDefense is playin a passThen the quarterback peeps and screamsThat means that its time for meTo run out the back like a bat straight outta hellMy tracks burn turf when they excelI try to lateral pass the ball to ProofHe got dropped and the ball came looseAnd shot up like a flare I gave the ball a stareAnd use my linemans shoulder as a chairNow Im flyin through the air like a superheroI can use this pose for a box of cerealIm no joke punk I get my dinerioFor bein the best player on my team whatAs soon as I hear the hut 1 2 hutI do one run run the screen go run runThen I cut spin around in the endzoneThen I do the ninety shuffle so[Chorus]Footballs Im talkin about footballs

Uh yo yo yo yoI take a couple uppers I down a couple downersBut nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsIve been to mushroom mountain once or twice but whos countinBut nothin compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsYo yoCool calm just like my momWith a couple of Valium inside her palmIts Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeveTo roll up on you like Christopher ReevesI cant describe the vibe I getWhen I drive by six people and five I hit (oops)Aw shit I started a mosh pitSquashed a bitch and stomped her foster kids (AHH!)These shrooms make me hallucinateThen I sweat till I start losin weightTil I see dumb shit start happeninDumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap againSo bounce bounce come on bounceI said come on bounceEverybody in the house with a half an ounce (me!)Not weed I meant coke dumb-ass sit downWe dont bullshit better ask aroundD-12 throws the bombest bash in townBizarre your mom is passin outGet her ass on the couch fore she crashes outCome on!F*ck that someone help DenaunHes upstairs naked with a weapon drawnHeh hey Von you see me steppin on these leprechauns?It gotta be acid cause the X is goneYa I took them all dawg with some parmesanAnd I think my arm is goneNaw its probably numbYoung dumb and full of cumAnd I think he bout to swallow his tongueScary ass it was a false alarmYou think Im bout to die when I just got on?Yo stop actin stupidYou so high that you might wake up with a guy on some new shit (EWW!)Yeah I think I did too much this substance equals cupsRed pills blue pills and green big pills (thats ill) mescaline!I take a couple uppers I down a couple downersBut nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsIve been to mushroom mountain once or twice but whos countinBut nothin compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsDirty Dozen eighty of us Shady brothers ladies love usThats why our baby mothers love us but they hate each otherThey probably wanna take each other out and date each otherSome somethin someun someun someunPop pills pills I popPop two pills on stilts I walkSnort two lines that were filled with chalkThought it was Incredible and killed the HulkI wanna roll away like a rollerbladeUntil my eyes roll back in my skull for daysAnd when Im old and gray look for dope to smokeNo okey-doke Im packin my nose with cokeAm I supposed to choke?Had an accident when the Trojan brokeAhh poor baby born by whore ladyNow I gotta strangle a (youre crazy!)I pop fo Es at one timeAnd I dont need water when Im swallowin mine(Yeah you got any shrooms?) Does Bizarre smoke crack?We cant get jobs cause our arms show tracksWhy the hell you niggaz think I rap?We do it just to get your company hijackedAnd if you like smack (uh-huh) then I might too(Swift chill) I just wanna get high like you! (ewww)And I dont give a damn if they white or blue (uh-huh)Speed shrooms down the valiums (uh-huh)Even smoke weed outta vacuumsI just copped some and Im goin back soonI take a couple uppers I down a couple downersBut nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsIve been to mushroom mountain once or twice but whos countinBut nothin compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsIm at rave lookin like a slave high off chronicGin and tonic demonic body smell like vomitPussy poppin acid droppin dope-headed guyHeroin mescaline pencilnecks wanna try?Blue pills golden seals got Bizarre actin illDrugs kill (yeah right) bitch Im for real!!!Shut your mouth you dirty slut you know you want it in your buttIll put it in your cunt let Bizarre nut!I take a couple uppers I down a couple downersBut nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsIve been to mushroom mountain once or twice but whos countinBut nothin compares to these blue and yellow purple pillsDirty Dozen eighty of us Shady brothers ladies love usThats why our baby mothers love us but they hate each otherThey probably wanna take each other out and date each otherSome somethin someun someun someun

Im an instigator[Chorus]Im an instigatorNigga cant you seeIm an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTake heed to the words I speakIm an instigatorNigga cant you seeIm an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTill it hurts to breatheF*ck with me[Kuniva]I love getting shit startedI instigate a peace talk into a beef talkUntil police need chalk to chalk you upHave bitches walking upSmacking you in your face screaming that you talk too muchTell women you said you fucked emTell the hardest nigga you said you snuck himRaid his pockets and stuck himTill they gather in front of your cribGuns and law clipsLaughing when they shoot at you over the wrong shitI lock down your block with liesIts so believableYou run and grab your shotguns glocks and ninesWalking blindIncite fights until they eruptInstigate my own death cause killing you aint enough[Swifty]I dont give a f*ck if we beefing or notI squeeze firstIma heat up your spotIm a nigga that breathe dirtOn these streets everydaySnatching niggas lleHow you bitches needing work?You can get it from McVayIm despitefulI tie a hoeA maniacal vile animalLiable to leave you strapped with your BibleIm psychoMy bullets wont fly by youYou want to kill me?(bang)You got the right toAint gotta wait till night to snipe youIf I dont like youYou getting hit in broad day light with a white rifleIn front of your window Im looking right throughI love when I see a nigga get stuck[Chorus][Kon Artis](Im an instigator)Drama tends to follow meI knowI probably owe all of my friends apologiesLie to every bitch just to get her to swallow meGet a lobotomy?Nigga this runs to my arteryGuns are a part of meI pack more than potteryI ought to be jailed for depicted mockeryAint gon fightThe blood on the niggas that shot at meI dont twist the truthI just make it gothic see?Im nothing but a liarWith a big ass mouth dick and fistsBig enough to knock your bitch ass outGot no reason to tell you the truthBut to be honest with youI rap with himBut I dont like Proof[Proof]Nigga f*ck youMe and Swift got plans to jump youType of nigga to shake your hand and stomp you(Im an instigator)Convinced a tenth graderTo run up inside his classroomAnd leave the kids sprayed upBitch straight upThis is the season for squeezing off triggersOn niggas for no reasonEither jump or quit running your mouthPull a gun outBetter use it till the bullets run out[Chorus][Swifty]I throw a brick at your cribHaving you standing on the porch screaming(Look what you did!)I aint feeling no remorseNigga just pick up the kidsSwift got first dibsOn these cherry hot slugs Thatll barbecue your ribsIm preparing death bedsQuick to bust leadWhile Im staring at the fedsTearing off their legsOnce you drop deadTheyll be swearing its a plagueIm sicker than a ?Watch the ? with dredsYou could shake if you moveDitch with no clueDont put shit on your tapeWith your skits and interludesAnd once I finish youThey wouldnt put it in the newsIm nuts so you hoes aint got the guts to interview[Chorus]Im an instigator

Yeah nigga! Its D12 up in this motherfucker!You know how we get nigga we wild in the clubMotherfuckers everybody get crunk in Detroit too nigga!So wile the f*ck out!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Bitch!We fucked up let us in the clubOne of yall niggas gon catch a slugIm so drunk I could hurl for a monthAny nigga pop shit go to the trunkD12 start shit nigga come get us7 Mile run in wild niggas wit usCause all my niggas is talking that shitAnd got no problem wit smacking no bitchIll have my wife cut your throatBlunts cannons thats all we smokeWile the f*ck out stab you wit a knifeIts D12 nigga we ready to fucking fight!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Bitch!Whos trying to be the first oneTo catch this blade in the throat?!You know them po po dont let me hold em toasters no more!I just clapped three people you gon be number four!If you dont back the f*ck up and get the f*ck off the floor!My crew is taking over as soon as we hit the door!You hit the door but we coming in and you going home!Security they cant even stop us because they know!Runyan Avenue soldiers hold us down rep where ever we go!Chugging on our 40s and holding our forty-fos!We come wit toasters like we just opened savings and loans!And we dont need your brew tonight homie we brought our own!So grab whatever you sipping on and lets get it on!!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Bitch!We deep as a motherfucker we bout to get it crunkYou just another punk in the club about to get jumpedI settle my vendettas wit AKs barettasWe dont posed to be in here wit our weapons but still they let usSwitch blade brass knuckles nickel plated belt buckleBroken beer bottles when we walk in you can smell troubleElbows flying bitches crying niggas bleedingYou retreating running to your car and skating off re GingWe examples outta you haters running yo mouthYou reason why you peoples is pouring they 40s outDirty Dozen wiling beat niggas bloodyAnd you gon have to pour out a keg for all your homies!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Bitch!I was raised by drunks so I became a drunk80 Proof on this vodka thats the name I wantIm in the club to beef you gotta murder me thereOnly talk to a bitch with burgundy hairON the Isle in the Vette bumping Seven Duece!See that top on that 40 you know its coming looseSee me on the ave daily be running this shitIf your chick get loud Ill G Money that bitchPacking mags and clips Ill smash ya cliqueBecause of Proof they put the G in the alphabetSmoking weed drinking Henny Remy and that JimmyDont worry if you run out the corner store I got plenty!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it!Bitch!

I dont know dudeI think everyones all jealous and shit cause Im like the lead singer of a band dudeAnd I think everyones got a fuckin problem with me dudeAnd they need to take it up with me after the showBecauseThese chicks dont even know the name of my bandBut theyre all on me like they wanna hold handsCause once I blow they know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandSo I get off stage right and drop the micWalk up to the hot chicks and Im all likeSup ladies my names Slim Shady.Im the lead singer in D12 babyTheyre all like Oh my God its himBecky oh my fuckin God its EminemI swear to fuckin God dude you fuckin rockPlease Marshall please let me suck your cockAnd by now the rest of the fellas get jealousEspecially when I drop the beat and do my acapellasAll the chicks start yellin all the hot babesThrow their bras and their shirt and their panties on stageSo like every single night they pick a fight with meBut when we fight its kinda like sibling rivalryCuz theyre back on stage the next night with meDude I just think youre tryna steal the light from meYesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on meCause I told him Jessica Albas my wife to beThis rock star shit its the life for meAnd all the other guys just despise me becauseThese chicks dont even know the name of my bandBut theyre all on me like they wanna hold handsCause once I blow they know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandRoxanneMy bandMy bandYou just wanna see a nigga backwards dont youHey dad how come we dont rap on ProtoolsSmash these vocals and do a performanceBut we in the van and he in a tour busYou dont want my autograph yous a liarAnd no Im Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva)What the hell is wrong with that dressing roomCause my shit is lookin smaller than a decimalSee I know how to rap see its simple butAll I did was read a Russell Simmons bookSo Im more intect tryna get on the mapDoin jumpin jacks whilin get whipped on my backLook at Em little punk ass thinkin he the shitYeah I know man find himself takin on a flickHey I thought we had an interview with DJ ClueNo I had an interview not you twoYou gonna be late for soundcheckMan I aint goin to soundcheckBut our mics are screwed up and his always sound bestYou know what man Ima say somethinHey yo EmYou got somethin to say?!Man noI thought you bout to tell him off whats upMan Ima tell him when I feel like it man shut upAnd you aint even back me up when we sposed to be crewWhen I was bout to talk right after youI swear I swear manThese chicks dont even know the name of my bandBut theyre all on me like they wanna hold handsCause once I blow they know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandThey say the lead singers rock but the group does notOnce we sold out arenas to the amusement parkIm gonna let the world know that proof is hotI should cut his mic off when the musics startsReady to snap on a dumbass fanEvery time I hear (Hey dude I love your band)We aint a band bitch we dont play instrumentsSo why he get 90 and we only get ten percentAnd these guys they can find every area codeBitch carry your ownCant make it to the stage security in my way(Who the f*ck are you? Wheres Obie and Dre?!)Goddammit Im sick of this groupTime for me to go solo and make some lootI told you I made the beats and wrote all the rapsTill Kon Artist slipped me some crackLose Yourself video I was in the backSuperman video I was in the backF*ck the media I got some suggestionsF*ck Marshall ask us the questionsLike whos D12 how we get started(What about Eminem?)Bitch are you retarded?Anyway Im the popularest guy in the groupBig ass stomach bitches think Im cute (hey sexy)50 told me to do situps to get buffI did two and a half and then I couldnt get upF*ck D12 Im outta this bandIm gonna start a group with the real RoxanneGirl why cant you see your the only one for meAnd it just tears my ass apart to know that you dont know my nameThese chicks dont even know the name of my band(ha ha)But theyre all on me like they wanna hold hands(F*ck Marshall)Cuz once I blow I know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandThe hottest boy band in the worldD12!Im the lead singer of my band I get all the girls to take off theirUnderpantsAnd the lead singer of my band my salsaMakes all the pretty girls wan to danceMy salsa look out for my next single its called My SalsaMy salsa salsa salsa salsa my salsaMakes all the pretty girls wan to danceAnd take off their underpantsMy salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to danceAnd take off their underpants my salsa(Whered everybody go?)

Now out of all the women in the placeyou got me starin at your pretty face.And with that body I could truly say thatyou are the one you are the one you are the one ooh oooh.Amazed by the way that you shake them hipsshakin your ass off in my dick.I get aroused by them sexy lips causeyou are the one you are the one we are the one that can do.And you wonder why I call you everyday of the weekand have that operator breakin on your line when you speak.And I can say that Ima make you mine in a blink.You nominated just for your behind and Im ?you a thug with your best of friend mud-wrestlin.Sittin in the corner with a mug and a cup of gin.See me lookin for you when you win in a pensee I hug you dirty. You confronting me for flirtin?You wanted me so suddenly my companys a burdenbut I wont jump a balcony and how can I be hurtin.Im just playin wit you and its workin.Your friends cant save you they fakin like they nurses.First time I saw you up in them guestsyou the only reason I use Federal Express.Shit I dont be havin no packages. NawIm getting dressers lamps and big matresses.I go crazy when I smell your odor.I just want to pick you up and take you to Pan-De-Rosa.Steak and potatoes whatever you want.Ill write just the buffet my publics check then come.You dont care about D12 you dont know about Bizarre.All you know that Im weird and I wear a wonder-bra.Thats fine I just want to make you mine.niggas say you a 3 I think you a dime.I love the way yo body grindin gettin all in my face.Only thing on your mind is which wallet to ?.Your ass looks so perfect with your thong on your waistbuilt like a stallion you belong in a race.Get money by the barrel King Kong in the place.Movie and a dinner thats as long as I wait.Hey I aint on your ear off talkin dates.Got you dizzy of the crissy you aint walkin straight.Got a roomy bring your booty and lets cultivate.You so pretty love them titties they soft and fake.Bring your friends Damn your skin smell like coffeecake.Yo meet me at the place when you get off at eight.The way you move have got me buggin out.And you quick to take off your jacket and slug it outwe thug it out. Pourin 40s out and give each other ?. In factwe both hate goin out we both hate small gats.You the truth Im for real yo I love you to death.And if we break up Ima stalk you and bug you to death.Till you scared to leave the house because you know Im in the bushes.We went from hugs and kisses into shoves and pushes.Tis all love take it and stride Im only jokin wit you.I dont get down like that you know Id never hit you.But yet and still if I ever feel Im about to(Gets angrier)Ill gently grab the shoulders and shake the shit out ya girl!I take a light skinned dark skinned short and blackadd in to a sassy and they ass is fat.Corporate suburb when you could be a classy rat.Louis Votton cost to much to have a bag to match.Girl forget all that Im gettin rich off rapand you could be my aid in all as long as you got my back.Seditary theres entrepreneurs and thats a fact.And your birthdays seven days after mine correct?Well thats two things that we got in common baby.Hopin there aint a problem that Im involved in Shady.Cause come next year I will not be datincause my plans to be with your stankin ass OK?

[Chorus Eminem]Yall better leave that boy alonecause if they dontYou know they going come back on emAnd they dont want him to come back strongI wouldnt dare get that boy goingI said leave that boy alonecause yall dont know himThat there boy he out coldAnd that there boy he been knownTo stirr some shit up when he in that zone[Bridge x2]Better leave that boy aloneBetter leave that boy aloneBetter leave that boy alonecause you dont want to get that boy goin[Swift]Its my attitude thats making me bust shitI hate to be fucked withSo basically niggas wasting they time trying to touch SwiftI run with a bunch of killers that dealt with punksReturning bows fore you be looking at yourself get stompedIm a dysfunctional bastard who will puncture your assWith a mag and Ill be glad to send another one after youWithout no hesitation I run up in your house and wake your spouse upAnd give her mouth to gun resuscitationA niggas information they hunted and they sadGot you mad cause they shitting through their stomach in a bagWe coming too strong so its irrelevant to blast youWe master ready slash like relatives of MansonWhen you hear us niggas think its elephants dancingComing here is the worse mistake that could ever happenWhen Im in my vehicle Im pulling you inI guarantee the world will never see you again[Chorus][Kon]Honest to god I usually try to keep to my selfBut its kinda hard when you surrounded by ignorants wellLet me explain something to yaA real street nigga aint trying to get in the streetsHes trying to get out feel me?And he aint the type of dude to pop a E and get drunkAnd wave his heat all in the air like hes some dumb hoe punkAt least a soldier in the army lose his life over a causeThis nigga dying over prizes to prove he got ballsI play keyboards I dont play deepYou borrow guns I own shit that explode when it hitYou think its wrong that you hoes thinking you cant really get sleepcause you laid a nigga down without any meatWell my cops wont allow me to make decisions in veinIm a man I do my bidding and I do it againIf you take it to that level I take it to whoeverWant to harm me and my family Runyon Avenue forever[Chorus][Kon]Now people I live trifling I express it through writingIf you cant feel it then I must express it through fightingAnd I just bought me a new gauge and added on a knew knifeAnd I strike people so fast people think I threw lightningClash with a few titans blasted a few height menBeen harassed by two dikes who wanted (lou pikner)Plus you know Im too violent to be out with you whilingcause as soon as you driving Im a spit a few 5 onesAnd I love to Kunive son and you left a live oneI know how to hide guns skinny or wide onesGo buy me a long sub and hide it inside bunsYou looking for hoes and up in here you going find noneYou niggas get dropped once and you can kiss my nutsYou soft little dry cunts get stuck till your eyes shutNo time for the wild ones Im writing these five wordsF*ck you dick riding niggas count it its five words.[Chorus][Bridge]

Im an instigatorIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTake heed to the words I speakIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTil it hurts to breatheF*ck with meI love getting shit startedI instigate a peace talk into a beef talkUntil police need chalk to chalk you upHave bitches walking upSmacking you in your face screaming that you talk too muchTell women you said you fucked emTell the hardest nigga you said you snuck himRan his pockets and stuck himTil they gather in front of your cribGuns and long clipsLaughing when they shoot at you over the wrong shitI lock down your block with liesIts so believableYou run and grab your shotguns Glocks and ninesWalking blind incite fights until they eruptInstigate my own death cause killing you aint enoughI dont give a f*ck if we beefing or notI squeeze firstIma heat up your spotIm a nigga that breathe dirtOn these streets everydaySnatching niggas yayHow you bitches needing work?You can get it from McVayIm despitefulI tie a hoA maniacal vile animalLiable to leave you strapped with your BibleIm psychoMy bullets wont fly by youYou want to kill me?You got the right toAint gotta wait til night to snipe youIf I dont like youYou getting hit in broad day light with a white rifleIn front of your window Im looking right throughI love when I see a nigga get stuckIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTake heed to the words I speakIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTil it hurts to breatheF*ck with meIm an instigator Drama tends to follow me I knowI probably owe all of my friends apologiesLie to every bitch just to get her to swallow meGet a lobotomyNigga this ones to my arteryGuns are a part of me I pack more than potteryI ought to be jailed for depicted mockeryEgg on fights to plot on the niggas that shot at meI dont twist the truthI just make it gothic see?Im nothing but a liarWith a big ass mouth dick and fistsBig enough to knock your bitch ass outGot no reason to tell you the truthBut to be honest with youI rap with himBut I dont like ProofNigga f*ck youMe and Swift got plans to jump youType of nigga to shake your hand and stomp you (Im an instigator)Convinced a tenth graderTo run up inside his classroom and leave the kidsBitch straight upThis is the season for squeezing off triggersOn niggas for no reasonEither jump or quit running your mouthPull a gun outBetter use it til the bullets run outIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTake heed to the words I speakIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTil it hurts to breatheF*ck with meI throw a brick at your cribHaving you standing on the porch screaming (look what you did)I aint feeling no remorseNigga just pick up the kidsSwift got first dibs with these cherry hot slugs Thatll barbecue your ribsIm preparing death bedsQuick to bust leadWhile Im staring at the fedsTearing off their legsOnce you drop deadTheyll be swearing its a plagueIm sicker than a coke Rastafarian with dreadsYou could shake if you moveDitch with no clueDopest shit on your tapes was your skits and interludesAnd once I finish youThey wouldnt put it in the newsIm nuts so you hoes aint got the guts to interviewIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTake heed to the words I speakIm an instigatorNigga cant you see?Im an instigatorAint nobody worse than meIm an instigatorI be the first to beefFirst to squeezeTil it hurts to breatheF*ck with meIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigatorIm an instigator

I dont know dudeI think everyones all jealous and shit cause Im like the lead singer of a band dudeAnd I think everyones got a fuckin problem with me dudeAnd they need to take it up with me after the showBecauseThese chicks dont even know the name of my bandBut theyre all on me like they wanna hold handsCause once I blow they know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandSo I get off stage right and drop the micWalk up to the hot chicks and Im all likeSup ladies my names Slim Shady.Im the lead singer in D12 babyTheyre all like Oh my God its himBecky oh my fuckin God its EminemI swear to fuckin God dude you fuckin rockPlease Marshall please let me suck your cockAnd by now the rest of the fellas get jealousEspecially when I drop the beat and do my acapellasAll the chicks start yellin all the hot babesThrow their bras and their shirt and their panties on stageSo like every single night they pick a fight with meBut when we fight its kinda like sibling rivalryCuz theyre back on stage the next night with meDude I just think youre tryna steal the light from meYesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on meCause I told him Jessica Albas my wife to beThis rock star shit its the life for meAnd all the other guys just despise me becauseThese chicks dont even know the name of my bandBut theyre all on me like they wanna hold handsCause once I blow they know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandRoxanneMy bandMy bandYou just wanna see a nigga backwards dont youHey dad how come we dont rap on ProtoolsSmash these vocals and do a performanceBut we in the van and he in a tour busYou dont want my autograph yous a liarAnd no Im Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva)What the hell is wrong with that dressing roomCause my shit is lookin smaller than a decimalSee I know how to rap see its simple butAll I did was read a Russell Simmons bookSo Im more intect tryna get on the mapDoin jumpin jacks whilin get whipped on my backLook at Em little punk ass thinkin he the shitYeah I know man find himself takin on a flickHey I thought we had an interview with DJ ClueNo I had an interview not you twoYou gonna be late for soundcheckMan I aint goin to soundcheckBut our mics are screwed up and his always sound bestYou know what man Ima say somethinHey yo EmYou got somethin to say?!Man noI thought you bout to tell him off whats upMan Ima tell him when I feel like it man shut upAnd you aint even back me up when we sposed to be crewWhen I was bout to talk right after youI swear I swear manThese chicks dont even know the name of my bandBut theyre all on me like they wanna hold handsCause once I blow they know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandThey say the lead singers rock but the group does notOnce we sold out arenas to the amusement parkIm gonna let the world know that proof is hotI should cut his mic off when the musics startsReady to snap on a dumbass fanEvery time I hear (Hey dude I love your band)We aint a band bitch we dont play instrumentsSo why he get 90 and we only get ten percentAnd these guys they can find every area codeBitch carry your ownCant make it to the stage security in my way(Who the f*ck are you? Wheres Obie and Dre?!)Goddammit Im sick of this groupTime for me to go solo and make some lootI told you I made the beats and wrote all the rapsTill Kon Artist slipped me some crackLose Yourself video I was in the backSuperman video I was in the backF*ck the media I got some suggestionsF*ck Marshall ask us the questionsLike whos D12 how we get started(What about Eminem?)Bitch are you retarded?Anyway Im the popularest guy in the groupBig ass stomach bitches think Im cute (hey sexy)50 told me to do situps to get buffI did two and a half and then I couldnt get upF*ck D12 Im outta this bandIm gonna start a group with the real RoxanneGirl why cant you see your the only one for meAnd it just tears my ass apart to know that you dont know my nameThese chicks dont even know the name of my band(ha ha)But theyre all on me like they wanna hold hands(F*ck Marshall)Cuz once I blow I know that Ill be the manAll because Im the lead singer of my bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandMy bandThe hottest boy band in the worldD12!Im the lead singer of my band I get all the girls to take off theirUnderpantsAnd the lead singer of my band my salsaMakes all the pretty girls wan to danceMy salsa look out for my next single its called My SalsaMy salsa salsa salsa salsa my salsaMakes all the pretty girls wan to danceAnd take off their underpantsMy salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to danceAnd take off their underpants my salsa(Whered everybody go?)

[Kuniva]That shit was off the hook.That shit was hype ass hell[Bizarre]Im bout to get on that bus dog bout to get some food.You wanna go to Em room and holla at him real quick.[Kuniva]Hell yea man let go ahead[Bizarre]He says he supposed to give some more air time and shit..[Kuniva]I hope so cause them 2 minutes aint workin.[Bizarre]Wassup dawg?[Security Guard]Big Proof baby sup Swifty.[Bizarre]Proof? Im Bizarre.[Kuniva]Aye nigga Im not Swift Im Kuniva dawg.[Security]Was goin on?[Bizarre]I need to holla at my man about some studio time[Security Guard]Well he in there trying to unwind right now.[Kuniva]Aiyo why you gotta put your hands on me.What you say?[Bizarre]Tryin to unwinded?[Security Guard]Yea you know relax...you know what Im saying.[Kuniva]Nigga we trying to get some food and shit.[Bizarre]There some steak up in there dawg.[Security Guard]D12 dressing room right around the corner right there by the bathroom…round that way.[Kuniva]Nigga we know[Bizarre]You tryin to be funny dawg?We a group we all together dawg.Why dont you go holla at himand tell we out here and then see..tell him Bizarre from D12 is out here..And Kuniva please.Thank you very much. you thick as muthafucka[Security]Yo Em![Em]What dude?![Security]I got bizarre and..wats your name again cuz.[Kuniva]Man f*ck you!Aye man come to fucking door man why you got this nigga blockin thewind and shit.Ay Em was sup dawg?!![Em]Dude tellem Im getting a massage dude.

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