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Don't Front

アーティスト:Eminem  アルバム:The Marshall Mathers LP 2 

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Used to get, bent, now I represent to the fullest Pencil is full of insolent bullets I'm like a Doberman Pinscher, Pitbull and a Rott' Mixed with a toxic, the plot begins to thicken I begin to spitting like vintage Pac, demented Demonic sinister, ever since the the Doc replenished me The day he gave me that shot when I was just 'bout to quit So to not see him with me would be a shocking image And I'm the definition of what a concrete chin is Cause no matter how many times you sock me in it And knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics Know that if I get off to a rocky start, I'll always have a Rocky finish Eat me broccoli, spinach, cocky? Nope But I hope I offended you when I told ya how dope I am at this And put emphasis on the "dope," so when names come up In that conversation of who's the dopest, better throw mine in it And don't mind me, while I remind you of the flow You won't find anywhere, where it fires and I unload my pen explodes 'til there's no rhymes in it, reload in no time Let insults fly even sixty seconds that go by, so you know I meant it In school I was so shy, timid Two pairs of jean's I'd alternate, bummy clothes, I 'member Begging my mom for K-Mart MacGregors cause they were new St. Vincent de Paul, those Pony's were used, and no size fitted But kissed them old days, adios, I did it They said I was a gimmick, now I'm the one that those guys mimic Now you fuckers don't wanna go starting no argument Cause you know I'll win it, name a flow that's more authentic, and don't front Don't front, you know I got you open, kid Rest in piece to Big Proof, you was a beast, you lyrically mirrored me Molded my flow off of you, your spirit's flowing through me I love you, Doody, without you I feel so incomplete I'm no king, no need for rose petals to be thrown at my feet I'm a thorn in your side, get thrown into a throne Better watch the fucking tone that you speak, feel like I'm in the zone I'm in a whole different league on my mothafuckin' own, it's just me No opponents can compete, and I've never been known to retreat From beef, beep-beep, follow trends or wallow in defeat I'm still hungry as fuck, but can't even say bon appetit Cause I don't know what to eat, fucking microphone or the beat Bitch, nobody's mind works like mine It's nose to the grindstone time, holmes, your mind's blown Cause I rhyme like I'm still trying to get signed, up in the Ebony Show- -case with Denaun screaming "Who the fuck passed you the mic?" Never asked you like my shit from the get I'd rather ask you to wipe my ass, bitch


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