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lirik lagu i’ll shit on you – eminem & d12

i’ll sh-t on you, da da da da
i’ll sh-t on you, da da da da
i’ll sh-t on you, da da da da
i’ll sh-t on you, da da da da

i’ll sh-t on you, i will sh-t
i’ll sh-t on you, girl you know
i’ll sh-t on you, b-tch or man
i’ll sh-t on you, i will sh-t

i remain fatter than gluttony
tapin’ bombs to the back of record companies
blow em up if they ain’t want me
the national guard, they scared to hunt me

i love beef, i got you hoes duckin’ me
a drug thief, b-tch i’ll take your marijuana
these slugs with keep yo -ss away from my corner
i drown n-gg-s in hundred-degree saunas

you can act a fool if you wanna
(b-tch)
it’s this lyrical piranha
strapped with a grenade
in the pool with your mama

attack her by the legs then i pull her to the bottom
twist nothin up like a condom
slap it if u m-th-f-ckas got a problem
when i see ’em, you hoes endin’ up in a f-ckin’ mausoleum

or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold bm
pull in the garage while u screamin’
keep the motor on then i’m leavin’
i’ll sh-t on you

i will sh-t on you i don’t care who you are
i’ll sh-t on you
i don’t give a f-ck about you or your car
f-ck your house, f-ck your jewelry and f-ck your watch
f-ck your wife, f-ck your kids, f-ck your family
i’ll sh-t on you

i’m a alcoholic with the f-ckin’ toilet
p-ss the hot dogs
(bizarre aren’t you islamic)
b-tch shut your f-ckin’ mouth

i’ma keep eatin’ till richard simmons comes to my house
with a chainsaw to cut me out
i’ll f-ck your wife, i had s-x since i met her
i’m too busy f-ckin’ your 12 year old baby-sitter

and all women ain’t sh-t
only good for cookin’, cleanin, and suckin d-ck and that’s it
i was responsible for killin john candy
i got jonbenet ramsey in my ’98 camry
i don’t give a f-ck who you are
i’ll sh-t on anybody truly yours the idiotic bizarre

my adolescent years weren’t sh-t till what i do now
i never grew up i was born grown and grew down
the older i get the dumber the sh-t i get in
the more ignorant the incident is i fit in

ignorin’ the sh-t how boring it gets when there’s no one to hit
i don’t know when to quit throwin’ a fit
i know i’m a bit flaky but they make me
its they who raised me and say the can take me

it’s they who legs i brake and make achy
it’s they who mistake me and make me so angry
i’ll sh-t on you, i’ll spit on you
start p-ssin’ then do the opposite on you

you weren’t listenin’, i said, â€œi’ll cop a squat on you and
start spillin’ my guts like chicken cordon bleuâ€
and straight sh-t like notorious big did to that b-tch
on his skit on his last alb-m pull my pants down

is richard pryor still alive
if not i’m sicker than he was prior to him dyin’
born brainless, this steel ain’t stainless
your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang it

b-tch brang it these n-gg-s that i hang wit
will hang u up naked by your ankles danglin’
my needa stays stranglin’, i don’t need your help
if you gon’ give me the p-ssy, i’ll unloosen my belt

i’ll punch your daddy not, your moms kinda c-ck
your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks
buck 50 cross yo neck, floss yo tek
i’ll beat you wit it across yo chest

it’s only right i jack your car keys and run
spent all of my advancements on weed and guns
for fun, when i’m drunk
i’ll run a truck through the weed house

jump out and beat your peeps down worst than steve stout
put you in chokeholds i learned last week
from the police man who caught me stealing weed from his jeep
i see hoes bitin’, y’all don’t wanna brawl

that’s like d-bo fightin’ peabo bryson
so what you hollering and yelling about
i’ll reach in your mouth and pull your f-ckin skeleton out
n-gg-s get hit wit a two piece ‘bling bling’
with a poisonous sting, i’m such a violent thing

once i get on 2 hits of x
my disk slips and disconnects
till i walk around this b-tch with a twisted neck
but still sh-t on the first b-tch who disrespects

over reaction is my only reaction
which only sets off a chain reaction
and puts 5 more zainiac than maniacs in action
a rat pack in black jackets who pack 10

9 millimeters, 5 criminals pullin’ heaters
and spillin’ liters of blood like swimmin’ pools
shiesty individuals shoot at b-tches too
a lotta people say misogynistic which is true

i can’t deny it matter of fact i stand by it
so please stand by it before we start up a d-mn riot
if u don’t wanna get stampeded then stand quiet
boy girl dog woman man child
i’ll sh-t on you

i will sh-t on you i don’t care who you are
i’ll sh-t on you
i don’t give a f-ck about you or your car
i’ll sh-t on you

f-ck your house, f-ck your jewelry, and f-ck your watch
i’ll sh-t on you
i will f-ck you wife if you f-ck with me
i’ll sh-t on you

you heard me, b-tch
i’ll sh-t on you
d-12 will sh-t on you
i’ll sh-t on you

your life, your wife, your kids, your car
i’ll sh-t on you
your house, your spouse, your rings, your things
i’ll sh-t on you
i’ll sh-t on you
i’ll sh-t on you
i’ll sh-t on you

- eminem d12

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