Bitch
 Yeah...
 [1] - Shit can happen [8X]
 [Kon Artis]
 Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
 That's right motherfuckers we back
 Same slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on hoodrats
 They say I act like I'm too famous to say hi
 And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm still nameless...
 You niggas don't get it yet do you
 Dealin out platinum or flop I still put it through you
 Wit a luger that'll spit fire
 And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like Mariah
 You think for one second since we got a deal
 That we won't deal wit you in front of St Andrew's still?
 You gay rappers better learn that
 I won't stop until I see 'em turn back
 If you don't slow that roll you got
 You gon see these Runyan Ave. niggas that really need some Prozac
 Fo' sho' that, ask the others
 But gator lay you down next to your mother's mother's grandmother
 [Kuniva]
 You know I'm feelin real rowdy tonight
 Ready to fight and half the niggas I give dap to I don't even like
 The same cat who never gave a damn about your name
 I gives a fuck about it like the next sellin Clippers' game
 I kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom
 You and your madame, it's really unexplainable how I have 'em
 Who call theyself screamin about a challenge
 Nigga we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere talent
 My skills are deeply embedded even your hoe said it
 She was knock kneed I fucked her now she's bow legged
 In the middle of rappin I drop the mic
 And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin
 Kuniva and Kon Artis my nigga we get it crackin
 While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughin
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 [Kon Artis]
 Now this aint funny so don't you dare laugh
 Shit can happen in him and yo' ass
 You can be touched don't think you can't
 Cuz niggas aint fuckin around no more man [repeat]
 [Swifty McVay]
 The feds can't hold me, I hold feds
 I was born wit a dark ass cloud over my head
 Rainin acid, you can't refrain from gettin yo' ass kicked
 Cuz you talk too much you ask for it
 I'm on some massive shit, everybody ignore me
 They wouldn't fuck with me if I was performin at an orgy
 These niggas get confronted, then they change stories
 I touch you then they thinkin everything is hunky dory
 I even have you pour me the gasoline for me
 Pullin up slowly, cocktailin' your homie [CRASH]
 You met alotta niggas which you wouldn't wanna know me
 Yo' ass might not even make it home wit your rollie
 Don't even try, in your system like e coli
 Tryin to beef with me, nigga please yo' people die
 I'm so wicked that my mama gave birth illegally
 I survived the abortion immediately, SURPRISE! AAAAAH!
 [Eminem]
 Picture me sittin in a jail cell rottin
 Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve shotguns
 So when the cops come knockin each hand's got one
 Cocked, ready to dump slugs heavy as shotputs
 One man army, guns can't harm me
 Young and army, worse than my Uncle Ronnie
 Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me
 I can't stop carryin out my dirty laundry
 Middle fingers flipped and censorship
 Your friends just flipped over the swift penmanship
 Ever since I spit some shit on Infinite
 I been givin it a hundred and ten percent
 Cuz when I'm bent most of my energy's spent on enemies
 Eighty percent of what I invent is Hennesy
 Twenty percent is from being hungry as sin
 Ten's because I love being under your skin
 Yeah shit can happen, so stick to rappin
 Quit the yappin or I'ma lift the mack and
 That can lead to another mishap happenin
 Skip the crap get the can of whoopass crackin
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