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letra de 1997 freestyle live at wetlands, nyc - eminem

[verse 1]
everybody, duck down, all you hear is the sound
of slim shady spittin’ rounds at the lyricist lounge
what year is this now? i don’t know, i forgot
all i know is that i’d die for pot, make the cypher hot
smoke weed and f-ck up my life a lot
give me the money now, b-tch
did you want to see your wife or not?
‘fore i stab her wit’ this knife i got
i got a sci-fi plot like a science fiction fl!ck that i’m a hit you wit’
i got the outsidaz up in this b-tch
peace to thirstin’ howl, a.l. and wordsworth
my mother smoked crack, i had a premature birth
i’m just a nerd cursed wit’ badly disturbed nerves
who wanna step to this and get served first?
ninety-nine percent of aliens prefer earth
so i’m here to rule the planet, startin’ wit’ your turf
i hid a secret message inside of a word search
wit’ smeared letters, runnin’ together in blurred spurts
rappers can’t f-ck wit’ me, it hurts worth
when they get abolished, polyps’ll murk worse
wrote a secret message inside of a word search
wit’ smeared letters, runnin’ together in blurred spurts
rappers can’t f-ck wit’ me, hollerin’, ‘nurse, nurse’
you said this shot would numb it, b-tch, it just hurts worse
rappers can’t f-ck wit’ the way that i spit it, lyrical lit it
now you did it when i committed, get his rhymes out here
off the top of the dome wit’ a popular poem
f-ck a team, i can stop you alone
rappers don’t understand it

- eminem

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