Freestyle #2

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DJ Whoo Kid - Rap, Freestyle

Freestyle #2

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[Intro: DJ Whoo Kid] Happy 10 year anniversary Shade 45 [Verse 1: Eminem] It's like this and like that and like this I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrollin' corners Lookin' for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action than Roscoe beatin' James Todd Senior And smackin' his back with vacuum cleaner attachments I grew up in a wild hood, as a hazardous youth With a fucked up childhood that I used as an excuse And ain't shit changed, I kept the same mind state Since the third time that I failed ninth grade You probably think that I'm a negative person Don't be so sure of it I don't promote violence, I just encourage it I laugh at the sight of death As I fall down a cement flight of steps And land inside a bed of spider webs So throw caution to the wind You and a friend can jump off of a bridge And if you live, do it again Shit, why not? Blow your brain out, I'm blowin' mine out Fuck it, you only live once, you might as well die now [Verse 2: Eminem] Met a retarded kid name Greg with a wooden leg Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg Go to bed with the keg, wake up with a 40 Mix it with Alka Seltzer and formula 44-D Fuck an acid tab, I strapped the whole sheet to my forehead Waited 'til it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead No more said, case closed, end of discussion I'm blowin' up like spontaneous human combustion Leavin' you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas Cross the bombers, we blowin' up your house Killin' your parents, and comin' back to get your foster mommas And I'm as good at keepin' a promise as Nostradamus 'Cause I ain't makin' no more threats I'm doin' drive-bys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets I'm more or less sick in the head, maybe more 'Cause I smoked crack today, yesterday, and the day before Saboteur, walk the block with a Labrador Strapped with more corral for war than El Salvador Foul style galore, verbal cow manure Comin' together like an eyebrow on Al B. Sure!

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  • Eminem