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Get My Gun

Artist:D12  Album:D12 World 

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(Eminem) I'm gonna get my gun! (Interlude) Eminem: This motherfucker wants to disrespect me? Kon Artist: Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man? Eminem: I got something for his ass. Kon Artist: Calm Down Eminem: No YOU Calm Down! Kon Artist: Man. . what's you're problem? Eminem: Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!? Kon Artist: Man, he wasn't poppin' shit. Eminem: You heard him he was poppin' them shit Kon Artist: What shit? Eminem: That shit! You heard him! Kon Artist: He asked for your autograph! (Swifty McVay) A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get My shit be shooting threw bricks I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a nigga Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds And the niggas that'll fuck with you Stab and brass knuckle you Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg? Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car All I have is thought of, breathing evil Desert Eagle's will eat threw people When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. . (Chours) (Eminem) I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! This motherfucker's poppin' that shit Nah fuck that i'll be right back I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! Nah motherfucker fuck you You ain't disrespecting me like that I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip Bitch how you like that? I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped Nice one, bitch this is my gat I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! (Kuniva) I bring it to niggas looking as if they want trouble I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin' I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin' Squat under trucks and screaming "that niggas bluffin'" I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him" I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico My nigga Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo 'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch My car is right across the street bitch and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!) (Proof) My whole outfit count clips Get you're house lit the fuck up You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin I'm in love with the sin, tell


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