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letra de if i was eminem - unknown artist

my name is marshall mathers cause marshall mathers and if u f-ck with me i might do something psychopathic cause i been through h-ll and yes my mother was a crack addict and i’ve been knocked down so many times but next thing ya know i’m back at it

livin life in panic f-ckin girls thats hispanic f-ck my dad i don’t even need parents remember that b-tch poppa dot oops i mean clarence his rhymes were so whack i’m not sure we’re from the same planet

i ran em like a bar and grill i scared and k!lled feast upon my dinner like the granddaughter of ms wilkes and i’ve gotten taller maybe its all the milk anyway i feel like i’m walkin on stilts or maybe i’m wilt chamberlain rockin timberlands cutting up beats like edward scissors hands

the beat is like meat and you’re a vegan how u suppose to stop me from rippin if this chickens head you can’t cause if u try you’ll be next leave u in a wreck call u a jerk hit the reject and tell u to respect as i fly of in a leer jet

money won’t change anything but the sh-t that i buy not the soul inside me. imma still k!ll for a hobby and f-ck my girl and some hoes like side beats if u like that last line better repeat and if u didn’t and wanna fight me meet me on lee street

but i don’t even fight no more ain’t got time so if u comin for me u better bring ya gun cause i alread c-cked my 9 but still ain’t copped my 9s and forgot all about them jordan 5s f-ck it imma jus take somebody’s when they kick the bucket

watching the game and malik jus got shot now who the f-ck did it ain’t n0body askin those questions except one white cop and u know they won’t find shout was cause those white cops change there mind more than a whit girl changes flip flops his has rich as f-ck why he dont have his own cops sh-t ida shut down the whole block to find out how i got shot and by who st 8 o’clock offer a dozen doughnuts to the cop to find the unlucky n-gga that pulled the trigger he shoulda f-ckin reconfigured what would happed if i didn’t die and survived to shoot him
between the eyes did he not realize he’s f-ckin with a psychopath with a sick mind with dangerous fist that ill leave a grown man blind or at least c-ck eyed

layin sick in bed at 1 o’clock feelin like sh-t i got a sick pops whose makin me attend paisley in in the state of imperfect conditions worse than chicken pocks a runt nose that leavin me snot clogged inane to breathe i believe that if i close my eyes that i may suffocate in my sleep by closingm y mouth and forgetting to breathe because my nose is stuffed

- unknown artist

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