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Lyrics for WHEN TO STAND UP by Eminem:
| | | Artist: | Eminem |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | WHEN TO STAND UP | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 176 | | | | Lyrics: | 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
Moms wouldn't take it, 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 the fake
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 an air lock,
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 fruitful hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at home
My temper
life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been jealous since niggas was
windmillin'
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And 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 ended 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 give a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what I kill for
I'm
Happy Gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form
I'm in to 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!")
Y'all can kiss my ass until your lips
stick to my pants
(scratched) (5X):
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