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Shit on You (Street Mix)

I'll shit on you...da da..da da..

I'll shit on you...da da..da da..

I'll shit on you...da da..da da..

I'll shit on you...da da..da da..

I'll shit on you...i will shit on you

I'll shit on you...girl you know

I'll shit on you...bitch or men

I'll shit on you...i will shit on you[swifty:]

I remain fatter than gluttony

Tapin' bombs on the back of record companies (uh huh)

Blow 'em up if they ain't wantin' me

The national guard- they scared of huntin' me

I love beef- I got your hoe duckin' me

A drug thief- bitch I'll take your marijuana

These slugs will keep your ass away from my corner

I drown niggaz in hundred degree saunas

You can act if fool if you wanna- biatch

It's this lyrical piranha- strapped with a grenade in a pool with yo' mama

Attack her by the legs and pull her to the bottom

Twit lettin' up like a condom

Slappin' if you fuckas got a problem

When I see 'em- you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum

Or hidden in a trunk of a black and gold bm

Pull in a garage while you screamin'

Keep the motor on and I'm leavin'

I'll shit on you[chorus: eminem]

I will shit on you I don't care who you are- I'll shit on you

I don't give a fuck a-bout you or your car- I'll shit on you

Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch- I'll shit on you

Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family

I'll shhh...[bizarre:]

I'm an alcholic- where's the fuckin' toilet

Pass the hot dog (bizarre, aren't you islamic? )

Bitch shut your fuckin' mouth

I'ma keep eating 'till richard simmonds comes to my house

With a chainsaw to cut me out (my house, my house)

Aww fuck your wife- I had sex since I met her

Too busy fuckin' with- your baby sitter (ha ha ha)

And all women ain't shit

Only good for cooking cleaning and sucking dick- and that's it (I said it)

I'm responsible for killing john candy

Got jonbennet ramsey in my '98 camry (she's lost)

I don't give a fuck who you are

I'll shit on anybody

Truly yours- the idoitic bizarre[eminem:]

My adolescent years weren't shit to wait I do know

I never grew up- I was born grown and grew down

The older I get- the dumber the shit I get in

The more ignorant the incident is- I fit in

Ignorin' the shit? how boring it gets when there's no one to hit

I don't know when to quit throwin' a fit (nope)

I know I'm a bit flaky- but they make me

It's they who hate me and say they can takee (c'mon)

It's they whose legs I break and make achey

It's they who mistake me make me so angry (urgh)

I'll shit on you

I'll spit on you

Start pissin' and do the opposite on you

You weren't listenin'- I said I'll cop a squad on you

Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordeu bleu and straight shit

Like notorious big did to that bitch on the skit on his last album

Pull my pants down and...[chrous][kon artis:]

Is richard pryor still alive?

If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what? !)

Born brainless this steel ain't stainless

Your blood stains all over this steel god-dangit

Bitch bring it!

These niggaz that I hang with'll hang u up naked by your ankles dangling

But need I stay straight when I don't need your help

If you won't gimmie ya pussy I'll unloosen my belt and (I'll shit on you)

I bet your daddy's not, your momma's kinda caught, your sister's chin crushed

Ya aunt supply ya rocks

Buck fifty 'cross your neck

Blow up your tech

I'll beat you across your chest[kuniva:]

Yo it's only right I jack the car keys and run

Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns

For fun when I'm drunk I run a truck through the weed house

Jump out and beat your peeps down worse than steve stought

Put you in choke holds I learned last week from the police man

Who caught me stealing weed from his jeep (hey, hey, hey!)

I see hoes fightin' y'all don't wanna brawl

That's like deebo fightin' peabo bryson (uhhh)

I'll shit on you

Fuck what your hollerin' and yellin' about

I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out

Niggaz get hit with a 2-peace bling bling

With a poisonous thing- I'm such a violent thing[chorus][eminem:]

Once I get on two hits of ex my disc slips and disconnects

'till I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck

But still shit on the first bitch that disrespects

I'll shit on you

Over reaction is my only reaction which only sets off a chain reaction

That puts five more zany actin' maniacs in action

A rat pack in black jackets who pack 10 9 millimeters

5 criminals pullin' heaters and spillin' liters of blood like swimmin' pools

Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too

A lot of people say misogynistic which is true

I don't deny it- matter of fact I stand by it

So please stand by at the start of a damn riot

If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet (that's)

Boy girl dog woman man childI'll shit on you

Da da da da

Songwriters

MATHERS, MARSHALL / BELL JR., KENNETH / CARLISLE, VON / JOHNSON, RUFUS / MOORE, ONDRE / PORTER, DENAUN / SMITH, LONNIEPublished by

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