Tytuł: Get my gun

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   [Eminem]
  I'm gonna get my gun!
  
  [Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
  [Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
  [Eminem:] I got something for his ass.
  [Kon Artis:] Calm Down
  [Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!
  [Kon Artis:] Man. . what's you're problem?
  [Eminem:] Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!?
  [Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.
  [Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin' them shit
  [Kon Artis:] What shit?
  [Eminem:] That shit! You heard him!
  [Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!
  
  [Swifty McVay]
  A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get
  My shit be shooting threw bricks
  I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a *****
  Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
  I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare
  A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds
  And the *****s that'll fuck with you
  Stab and brass knuckle you
  Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
  Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft
  Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?
  Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry
  You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car
  All I have is thought of, breathing evil
  Desert Eagle's will eat threw people
  When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow
  Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .
  
  [Chorus]
  [Eminem]
  I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
  This motherfucker's poppin' that shit
  Nah fuck that i'll be right back
  I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
  Nah motherfucker fuck you
  You ain't disrespecting me like that
  I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
  Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
  Bitch how you like that?
  I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
  Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped
  Nice one, bitch this is my gat
  I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
  
  [Kuniva]
  I bring it to *****s looking as if they want trouble
  I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double
  Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'
  I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'
  Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'"
  I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"
  I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
  My ***** Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow
  Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo
  'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws
  You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try
  Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
  You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders
  A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor
  I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch
  My car is right across the street bitch and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)
  
  [Proof]
  My whole outfit count clips
  Get you're house lit the fuck up
  You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip
  Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send
  Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin
  I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see him
  When I cock back might put the door on you're friends
  Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin
  Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim
  I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb
  Get a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights out
  With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out
  Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout
  Fuck the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)
  Fuck that run bitch!
  Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me
  ?Aint no probably be home lonley?
  
  [Chorus fades to background music]
  [Eminem]
  Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!
  . . .Fucking. . . I don't told this motherfucker. .
  Wassup bitch!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit
  (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)
  
  I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...FUCK!
  My shit is all jammed up!...UGH!
  C'mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot...AH!
  Yeah!, wattup bitch!? say that shit again!
  Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin
  Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend
  Payback homie, don't play that shit is spin
  To be on I told you to leave this shit alone
  Or...(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN)
  And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aim
  Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg
  Its like . . .
  
  [Kon Artis]
  Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, Pow, Pow, Pow
  Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'"
  But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?
  They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man)
  Fuck that I got a bone to pick
  You said it then have settle like some grown man shit
  Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?
  Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously
  I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater
  So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina
  Step in between us and get shot
  ?But get seperated with the squeaza?
  You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Bizarre]
  Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
  Its been one hour and bitch my photo's aint ready
  Picture's of my dog and my family reunion
  It's been two hours and my fucking days ruined
  Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?
  Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38
  That's why I don't be fucking battle rapping
  'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots)
  Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed
  This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him
  I'm ready to blow this bitches brains out
  I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out
  Times up, shot her with a gun
  Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run
  And all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .
  All because I wanted to see Elton John naked