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Eminem - Low, Down, Dirty

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Chorus: Eminem + (Redman Sample) - 2X

[E] I`m low down and I`m shiftee!
"And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him
and ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from.."

I lace tunes, I`m out this world like Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits
Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits
Where`s the weed, I wanna tamper with it
I`ma let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her can`t forget it
Fuck it, maybe I`m a bum
But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum
So what I`m on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage
Losing all of my leverage
Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich
Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage
Smoked out like Eckridge
Band just making my neck itch
What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there`s a pubic hair in my breakfast
Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips
Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama`s chapped lips
Slap hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence
I`m just joking, is Dirty Dozen`s really dust smoking?
If all your shit`s missing, than probably one of us broke in

Chorus

My head`s ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling
Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England
I`m out the game, put the second string in
This Brandy got my swinging
Bobbing back and forth like a penguin
Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English
Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?"
"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It`s rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit."
It was predicted by a medic
I`d grow to be an addicted diabetic
Living off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I don`t think this headache`s ever vanishing
Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
I think I`m dying, God is that you?
Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP
Take me to ER ASAP for and IV
Motherfuck JLB, they don`t support no hip hop
They say that`s where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac
It`s politics, it`s all a fix
Setup by these white blue collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music
With a subliminal ball of tricks
But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks

Chorus

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