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      Low Down, Dirty

      Low Down, Dirty


      Album: The Slim Shady EP

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      Eminem - Low Down, Dirty Música y Letra

      Warning this shit's gon be rated r restricted
      You see this bullet hole in my neck? it's self inflicted
      Doctor slapped my momma "bitch you got a sick kid"
      Arrested molested myself and got convicted
      Wearing visors sunglasses and disguises
      Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis
      I'm dr. hyde and mr. jekyl
      Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo
      "murder murder redrum"
      Brain size of a bread crumb
      Which drug will i end up dead from
      Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated
      "how in the fuck can eminem and shady be related?"
      Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter
      Bitch getter, hid in the bush like margot kidder
      Jumped out (ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her
      Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when i was little'er
      Smoke a blunt while i'm titty fuckin bette midler
      Sniper, waiting on your roof like the fiddler
      Y'all thought i was gonna rhyme with riddler
      Didn't ya? bring your bitch i wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her
      (redman sample)
      I'm low down and i'm shiftee
      And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack'em
      And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from
      I lace tunes, i'm out this world like space moons
      With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds
      Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits
      Doing whippits, passed out like sanford snippits
      Where's the weed, i wanna tamper with it
      I'ma let your grandpa hit it
      Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it
      Fuck it, maybe i'm a bum
      But i was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum
      So what i'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage
      Losing all of my leverage
      Went up inside the first national bank broke, and left rich
      Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage
      Smoked out like ?
      Band just making my neck itch
      What the fuck? gimme the tech bitch
      You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast
      Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips
      Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips
      Slap hips, support domestic violence
      Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence
      I'm just joking, is dirty dozen's really dust smoking?
      If all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in
      My head's ringing, like it was spider sense tingling
      Lit it like green bay did when they shitted on new england
      I'm out the game, put the second string in
      This brandy got my swinging
      Bobbing back and forth like a penguin
      Delinquent, toking microphones with broken english
      Make your mama be like "ohh! this is good! who sing this?"
      "slim shady, his tape is dope, i love it
      It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit."
      It was predicted by a medic
      I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic
      Living off liquid triametic
      Pathetic, but i don't think this headache's ever vanishing
      Panicing, i think i might have just took too much anasin
      Frozen manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
      I think i'm dying, god is that you?
      Somebody help me, before i od on an lp
      Take me to er asap for and iv
      Motherfuck jop, they don't support no hip hop
      They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is tupac
      It's politics, it's all a fix
      Setup by these white blue collared hicks
      Just to make a dollar off of black music
      With a subliminal ball of tricks
      But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks

      Eminem - Low Down, Dirty Música y Letra





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