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(feat. Eminem, Parl Yams) [scratched x3:] [Mr. Garrison] "No...you hear me! You go to hell" [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 x4:] Letras de canciones"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 x4:] "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 x5:] "No...you hear me! You go to hell! From Letras Mania