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Eminem - Come On In

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(feat. D12)  
Good mornin 
Haha, wake your mother fuckin asses up 
Yo what is the what? 
Well come on then, you know what time it is 
Stop sleepin on my roof bitch 
 
For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my arse whipped 
Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets arse squished 
I just can't get past these little pissants 
That wanna be rauny bad asses so bad 
And they so mad they can't stand it 
Cause we can and they can't spit (Haawk) 
And they can't handle it like a man 
And that's when it just happens 
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? 
Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit 
Maybe I'm old fashioned but my pashion  
Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin  
Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol when I'm pissed now 
But it all depends on just how far it get's took on the mic 
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like it 
Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me 
You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit B 
These words stick to you like crazy glue 
When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty! 
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm gone 
Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!) 
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me? 
 
[Chorus: Eminem] 
Come on an everybody come on an 
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on an 
Cause we get it on an till the brick of dawn an 
Wake your arse up mother fuckers quit yawnin 
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha mornin 
So up an sing along with the words to the song an 
If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an 
Fake like you know em mother fuckers an join in 
Everybody come on an 
 
[Swifty] 
?? the media pitted me of a beef starter 
In a party with heat it's hard to keep me without one 
Fuck slugs I'm walkin gloves with a shotgun 
Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better not run 
The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious 
In a house full of dog shit,  
I'ma gothic death project, you stop breathin  
You die quicker than mach speed without bleedin 
It ain't about what you readin 
When you meet me better speak like a season's greetins 
Either that or we'll be beefin free when  
You ******* need a 'E' just to speak shit! 
Your leader is a botique bitch 
Keep the heater where you can reach quick 
I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a secret 
****** I did it from a mind of a mental patient 
When glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan 
You brave? 
 
[Chorus: Eminem] 
Come on an everybody come on an 
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on an 
Cause we get it on an till the brick of dawn an 
Wake your arse up mother fuckers quit yawnin 
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha mornin 
So up an sing along with the words to the song an 
If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an 
Fake like you know em mother fuckers an join in 
Everybody come on an 
 
[Kuniva] 
Yo yo I heard you niggas don't like us 
But so what this beef is like  
'What tha fuck did he say in his rap Em?' 
I can see that he's just a punk  
I mean these niggas squeeze on me  
Please I'm seeing guts 
I don't need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks 
Am I empty seein them ?? I emtpy out them ?? to fight you  
In front of every reporter that I don't like 
No need for metaphores I get yours across when I write 
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, and I don't like you, WHAT!"  
I might as well give this up like heavy sales 
And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt  
We can't self destruct 
I've never felt it this much 
Come on fellas, get up 
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life 
 
[Kon Artis] 
I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off'a tha hip 
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith 
Your carcus is split even the beef is partially thick 
We can't take you serious, you a comedy skit 
You probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G's 
But the only thing you shoot is the breeze 
I can't believe you speaking on movin key's 
But every time we hear you kick it  
The only thing you sellin is wolf tickets 
I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack 
So when they bust you better bust back  
And get your guts clapped outa your stomach 
And when they want it (yeah) 
I bring a hundred niggas from runave 
So get your gun and if you comin 
 
[Chorus: Eminem] 
Come on an everybody come on an 
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on an 
Cause we get it on an till the brick of dawn an 
Wake your arse up mother fuckers quit yawnin 
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha mornin 
So up an sing along with the words to the song an 
If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an 
Fake like you know em mother fuckers an join in 
Everybody come on an 
  

[Thanks to Smoothwint2@hotmail.com for these lyrics] 
[Thanks to Corradogurlg60@hotmail.com, Jolliturtle222@aolcom, mbsj79@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics] 
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