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Текст (слова) песни: DJ Jazzy Jeff f Eminem, Parl Yams - When to Stand Up 12"

(scratched) (3X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell" -> Mr. Garrison

[Eminem]
Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth
The first time I went to stick it up the shit hurt
Mom wouldn`t take me, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "Go rake leaves," I said, "Make me!"
I`m proud to announce i was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement when I broke the law mower
The slut gave me a truck when I turned sixteen
I went to start it and it screamed, "Please fix me!"
Back then, when Will Smith was still the Fresh Prince
And him and Jeff were still best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full time
And get the fuck outta this fake shit school and rhyme
Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don`t live up to this image
Break shit!

(scratched) (4X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"

[Parl Yams]
Yo, y`all rappers have never learned
That`s why I`m fuckin wit y`all
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit Parl
I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom
Put your brother in a headlock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on niggas madder than James Evans
My left hand`s sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like Kool Keith
Fuck like you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don`t wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease
Parl Yams be the chosen thug
What I spit be cold juice like a frozen hug
Run the streets while you`re stuck at home
My temper like Bushwick Bill, bitch leave me the fuck alone
I`ve been jealous since niggas was windmillin`
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen`s spillin`
Your moms just told me to act, I`ve been wheelin`
So boy just slow your deck, i`ve been stealin`
I wet rappers cause it`s me and Em
I guess I just ain`t give a fuck like Eminem
Burglarize take busts with the slugs
Come in your window like (? ? ?) and bustin` your club
Put the heat up I teach them niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, when to stand up and light the Dutch

(scratched) (4X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"

[Eminem]
I came to my last show with a horse swingin` a lasso
Drunk with the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don`t give a fuck, you better understand that
Two Zantacs, I don`t give a fuck where SoundScan at
Billboard, drugs is what I kill for
I`m Happy Gilmore, just slip me anything in pill form
I may mingle but I plan to stay single
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle
Sike, I`m 24 Thursday; six more birthdays
and I`m blowin my brains out when I`m thirty
As long as my heart beats I`ma keep tryin to see
How much speed I can eat before I fall the fuck asleep
So "I`m the Rapper, He`s the DJ"
I`m the one thats got the six year old nephew screamin "F/U/C/K"
So Jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "No!")
The rest of y`all can kiss my ass `til your lips stick to my pants

(scratched) (5X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"

 

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