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letra de don't front - eminem

[intro: buckshot]
don’t front…
don’t front…
don’t front…

[verse 1]
used to get bent, now i represent to the fullest
pencil is full of insulin bullets
i’m like a doberman pinscher, pitbull and a rot’ mixed with a toxin
the plot begins to thicken, i begin to spit like vintage pac
demented, demonic sinister…
ever since the the doc’ replenished me the day he gave me that shot
when i was just about to quit
so to not see him with me would a shocking image
and i’m the definition of what a concrete chin is
’cause no matter how many times you sock me in it
and knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
know that if i get off to a rocky start, i’ll always have a rocky finish
eat me brocoli, spinach, c-cky?
nope – but i hope i offended you when i told ya how dope i am at this
and put emphasis on the “dope”
so when names come up in the conversation of who’s the dopest
better throw mine in it – and don’t mind me
while i remind you of the flow you won’t find anywhere when it fires
and i unload my pen explodes ’til there’s no rhymes in it
reload in no time, let insults fly ever sixty seconds that go by
so you know i meant it…
in school i was so shy, timid – two pairs of jean’s i’d alternate
bummy clothes, i ‘member beggin’ my mom for kmart macgregors
’cause they were new – saint-vincent de paul
those pony’s were used, and no size fitted…
but kissed them old days adios, i did it
they said i was a gimmick, now i’m the one that those guys mimic
now you f-ckers don’t wanna’ go startin’ no argument
’cause you know i’ll win it
name a flow that’s more authentic, and don’t front…

[outro: buckshot]
you know i got i got cha opin – don’t front…
you know i got i got cha opin, kid – don’t front…
you know i got cha…

- eminem

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