Tim Westwood Freestyle (提姆•韦斯特伍德即兴说唱) - Eminem (埃米纳姆) Welcome to the ill world of Mr P-O Aye keep the talk B; I'm tryna see dough If it ain't about bread what we gon' speak fo If it ain't no lead then it ain't no beef bro You better get a leash cause your freak ho Specialize in wood like she Home Depot I'm like Chico DeBarge we stars Roscoe P Coltrane in these bars man Amtrak I'll break her damn back man It's Ralph Lauren this ain't no damn Chaps It's all Polo; I'm so pro though You bird-crazy: El Pollo Loco Talking bout cheese and this ain't no photo Asking bout rings like the ho know Frodo You better get out of my house and sh*t I think I threw up in my mouth a bit I'm sick Niggas be lying talking 'bout that bust a heater Once I see him maybe more like Justin Bieber Leaving my rivals underground like Skyzoo's how I do I have her laying in the street and bleeding Butt naked with a bullet in his muthaf**king head like Erykah Badu I find irony in being in a place Where I'm wearing Gucci mayne; getting White boy wasted I tell a ni**a break bread or take lead I'm tryna get rid of this weight like K-Fed Me and Denaun got a gangsta bond We like that once-in-a-lifetime thang to you that ain't the prom The next MC that rhyme official with ref with a whistle That ain't Young Money I'mma definitely diss you If you rhyming packing a Mac with back of the Acura Or perhaps you can't match my spectacular vernacular You still rhyming bottles with models college for knowledge Using the word swagger you're probably garbage You thugs funny comparing 5'9" to anybody You comparing Superman to Bugs Bunny I'm like a White Michael - Vick psycho enough to stick Michael J Fox in a microwave with a Rott I might make a little Alizé with a side of NyQuil And ride a motorcycle bike right through the side of my high school Satan's disciple with a sniper rifle and a knife and a white diaper Liable to sh*t on you while I snipe you So d**e he gets off opiates what an appropriate Way to start off his day; he may just smart off to Dre He may be hard to contain cause his rage is so hard to gauge See Hannibal ate his face and met Jason gnawed off his leg Amazing hard-on for razors and blades and anything sharp Even poisonous darts; it all plays a major part of his game Holy water won't ward him off crucifixes won't do the trick He's so sick it's ridiculous; sawed the crazy part off his brain He's still insane why's there bloodstains on his carpet mane There's some crazy sh*t going on in Shady's apartment again Okay it's back to the blocks slinging yay like the old days Superman on the beat I carry my whole state You wooden legs to a house: you can't hold weight Oh sh*t it's O'Shea Jackson okay A little bit of this twisted out with Obama in it Mr Porter back with anthrax like Osama sent him B**ch I'm all that; I drive the girls crazy They gotta look at Rorschachs to get they thoughts back I ain't a small fry small ticker small tack I make 'em all cry with big dick and raw sack The potblood of science to return a raw rap I'm the best mayne: Eli Porter stance Y'all b**ches should call Nickle the Don Bishop A poet a mixer of Don Goines and John Grisham Flow'll have you rewinding it four or five times That landmine rhyme written with porcupine line Step up in here with the Slaughterhouse C O B Gang will approach you and bend ya gun barrel to a Horseshoe Only f**k wit monsters we the truth monsters will pop up on you Like you said Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice I can't even see the booth I could fit Stevie's shoe I'm sick I got the Desert Eagle flu I'm rich lil' ni**a we don't need a cent we Teflon The doctor tried to take blood the needle bent ask mom Outta my mind if you can imagine Using Magic's johnson without a condom I'm bonkers Got the streets going dude it's tremendous If I come for ya blood I ain't gon' be using syringes Newsflash I'm still trashed them pills should'a killed my a** But they didn't they just made me stronger It's like they rebuilt my a** like the Six Million Dollar Man after the crash 404

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