Eminem: Aite Fred Durst: Check! Slim Shady, to the mic kid.
(Eminem) I don't do black music I don't do white music I make fight music For High School kids I put lives at risk When I drive like this {screech} With a slipped disk
From a Limp Bizkit diss I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit Little rich kids in cribs Don't attempt this shit Just step back While I prep up to pimp this bitch So I says to the girl, I'm like "What up girl?" "Shut up girl!" And showed her a cut-up squirrel She screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her Slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer I moved on to two blondes We were kissin' on a futon {Ay yo baby!} {What do you want?!} I looked at 'em both and I was like "Look, check this out toots, I'm lookin' for cookie puss" I need to speak to him immediately They played my video on MTV last week And just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then some In comes Fred Durst
(Fred Durst) Yo Shady let me get some Who knows what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum hung from my high chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the fever for the flavour of a single See me and Shady? I think we got it locked down Shocked by the sound I got you cruisin' with your top down These two blondes I offered 'em both a drink And this you would think Could get the party started But instead them girls turned their heads Opened up their mouths Smelled like somebody farted So if it's time for me to move on Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor So turn me loose I was cuttin' the rug with this chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk And a prick Ramblin' on about how He was gonna kill me Wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt But no- He insisted we should go Before I could drop 'em Shady had to clock 'em The music stopped The party stood in shock So I looked around Grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf
Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all Why don't you Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all
(Eminem) Turn me loose You better tell 'em to come re-shingle the roof Just keep feedin' me free drinks till I puke And Fred'll ask me to lead sing in his group I'm sittin' at the bar I'm not bein' approached Cuz Fred's over there stealin' all of my ho's {Yo Fred save me some} I walked up to these siamese twins And asked to have a threesome Told 'em two heads are better than one Plus I respect how y'all roll together as one Got a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groin Stood up like "Ay wait, where you goin" {bye!} Oh well Three strikes and I'm out I just struck out for the third time in a row {ouch} I ain't tryin' no more Fuck it- I'm chillin' Get a shot of Jager {ahhh} Fell asleep on the ceiling
(Fred Durst) Who knows what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum hung from my high chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the feeling for the flavour of a single See me and Shady? I think we got it locked down Shocked by the sound I got you cruisin' with your top down These two blondes I offered 'em both a drink And this you would think Could get the party started But instead them girls turned their heads Opened up their mouths Smelled like somebody farted So it was time for me to move on Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor So turn me loose I was cuttin' the rug with this chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk And a prick Ramblin' on about how He was gonna kill me Wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt
Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all Why don't you Turn me loose Turn me loose Turn me loose This party's goin' my way Or no way at all Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
