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Artist: DJ Jazzy Jeff f/ Eminem and Parl Yams
(scratched) (3X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell" -> Mr. Garrison
Eminem
Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth
The first time I went to stick it up the s**t hurt
Moms wouldn't take it, the b*tch still hates me
One day she said, "Go rake leaves," I said, "Make me!"
I'm proud to announce i was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement when I broke the law mower
The sl*t gave me a truck when I turned sixteen
I went to start it and it screamed, "Please fix me!"
Back then, when Will Smith was still the Fresh Prince
And him and Jeff were still best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full time
And get the fk outta the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who thinks this fkin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don't live up to this image
Break s**t!
(scratched) (4X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"
Parl Yams
Yo, y'all rappers have never learned
That's why I'm fkin wit y'all
Run around telling they can fk wit Parl
I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom
Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on madder than James Evans
My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my d*ck like Kool Keith
fk like you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna have to fk you up, so cool cease
Parl Yams be the chosen thug
What i spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at home
My temper life bushwick bill fker leave me the fk alone
I've been jealous since was windmillin'
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms just told me to act, i've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, i've been stealin'
I wet rappers cause it's me and Em
I guess I just ain't give a fk like Eminem
Burglarize take busts with the slugs
Come in your window like (? ? ?) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up I teach them what to suck
And my young lords, when to stand up and light the Dutch
(scratched) (4X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"
Eminem
I ended my last show with a horse swingin' a lasso
Drunk with the a**hole ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don't give a fk, you better understand that
Two Zantacs I give a fk if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what I kill for
I'm Happy Gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to stay single
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 Thursday; six more birthdays
and I'm blowin my brains out when I'm thirty
As long as my heart beats I'ma keep tryin to see
How much speed I can eat before I fall the fk asleep
So "I'm the Rapper, He's the DJ"
I'm the one thats got the six year old nephew screamin "F/U/C/K"
So Jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "No!")
Y'all can kiss my as* until your lips stick to my pants
(scratched) (5X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"
