(feat. Pink)
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[Chorus - Pink:]
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You can sound the alarm
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you can call out your guards
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you can fence in your yard
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you can pull all the cards
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but I won't back down
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oh no I wont back down
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oh no
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[Verse 1 - Eminem:]
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Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
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brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
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girl I'm too for real
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lose your tooth and nails
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try to fight it, try to deny it
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stupid you will feel
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what I do, I do it well
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shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
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half a breath left on my death bed
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screaming F that yeah super ill
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baby what the deal
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we can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal
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fuck a stank slut
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I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
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listen garden tool don't make me introduce you to my power tool
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you know the fucking drill
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how you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?
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summers eve Massengill
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shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the shit
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cause it's your God-damn jam
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you say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
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well shawty I'm that man
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these other cats aint metaphorically where I'm at man
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I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
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settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat man
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get it calm batman?
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nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
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lines are like mum's cat scans
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cause they fucking dope, bananas
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hunny I applaude that ass
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swear to God man these mobs can't dance
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ma show a¢æ?em how it's done
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spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah
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[Chorus - Pink]
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[Verse 2 - Eminem:]
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Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
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Make like Michael J Fox in the draws playin' with a etch-a-sketch
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betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door
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people hit the floors
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yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced
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girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
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Chris's paws like you pissed him off
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talented with the tongue muthafucker
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you aint gotta lick in yours
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hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
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makin' cash registers shit their draws
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think you spit the raw
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I'm an uncooked slab of beef
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laying on your kitchen floor
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otherwords I'm off the meat rack
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bring the beat back
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bring me two extension chords
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I'mma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
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fuck my dicks big bitch
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need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
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you're addicted I'm dope
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I'm the longest needle around here
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need a fix up I'm the big shot
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get it dicks nuts
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your just small boats little pricks
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girl you think that other pricks hot
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I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
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a¢æ?fore I sit back and let a¢æ?em get hot
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better call the cops on a¢æ?em quick fast
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shady's right back on your bitch ass
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white trash with a half of six pack in his hatchback
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trailer hitched attached to the back (dispatch)
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[Chorus - Pink]
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[Verse 3 - Eminem:]
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Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
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does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
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and smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like
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you do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
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of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
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or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
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psych I'm spiking you like a football
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been this way since I've stood a foot tall
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you're a good catch with a shitty spouse
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got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
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gimme good brain
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watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
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bitch you listening tryna' turn me down
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slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up
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are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
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shut the fuck up while my shits playin'
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I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life
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what's the saying? where's thunder there's lightning
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and they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
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then how the fuck have I been hit six times
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in three different locations
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on four separate occasions?
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and you can bet your stanking ass
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that I've come to smash everything in my path
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fork was in the road took the psychopath
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poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash
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so hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
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shake your booty shawty I'm the shit
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why you think Proof used to call m |