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Eminem-2.0 Boys (ft. Slaughterhouse & Yelawolf) [Lyrics]

#1 SlimShadyX313X (User)Mar 2, 2011, 10:58 pm

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[Royce Da 5'9']
Ryanís a homocidal misfit
I write the solution of biophysics
On the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics
This my admission to having violence psychotic
With the vile polish politics by the way Iím higher than the Eiffel tower tip
I like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I write ya shit
Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push
Felonís, crooks, going door to door like heís selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mush
Now my bitch dancer, Iím bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off
If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
Itíd probably smell like cologne made out of bits of panther
They call me anchor man, Iíll hold down the ship
Leave you n-ggas floating in water and go and drown a fish
F-ck Iím f-cking heinous, Iíll make you f-cking famous
Them lead showers is coming, f-ck is you sayiní

[Eminem]
F-ck, itís f-cking raining, shit, itís lightening
Bitch, its thundering, cause Iím hushing up Iím a storm if you wonderiní
Shit, you could muster up a thought, to take a toter? and a brain fart
Want urine in your face, all you had to do was say it
You wish you woulda just stayed pissed off in the first place
We came to monopolise the game
Illuminati is here, yeah, human oddities
at odds with us, just whats gotta be
Cause we started out cold and it snowballed
We froze, soon as we rolled up on these hoes
Allís we know is you over the bar like Limbo/ Limbaugh
You know who you are
So quit f-cking the dark before we start calliní you bizaare
Shit screw the boots, yaíll dun raped a pitbull
Fell in love with Shih-tzu
This is directed directly at you
And as for these hoes who donít know me from a can of paint
You must be huffiní, f-ck a ballsack if the taints canít take you on a date
You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man, Will-I-aint
Iím the bad guy, type of guy that will drag 5 girls up on stage
Pour ice in their pants and the first one who peeís gets a black eye

[Hook - Eminem]
You must be outta ya mind
You think you f-cking with us
Suck on these nuts
Bitch hang it up, this game is over

[Joell Ortiz]
Puffing loosies, watching I Love Lucy with Gary Busey
Crazy, how the f-ck could you son me? Iím Shady
Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?
I donít know, fifth month, black and yellow insect, maybe
Til then I kill the bad man tryna slay me
Everything you kick weak, your speak kung fu yazy
All my homeboys, 2.0 boys
Nickle, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce!
Even if I wanted to quit, I ainít got no choice
Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice
You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist
Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moist
Bang bang bang bang, house gang, chainsaw
Here to kill you p-ssyís, donít ask what we came for
I write til my right arm veinís sore
Forearm feel like Thorís arm in a gang war
You hear that Yaowa, you know who finna file out
Definitively finish you, my fist stick out that eyeball
Piranha mentality with a jaws bite all night
Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight

[Joe Budden]
Jets and movers, cess-poolers, meth abusers
You step to us, text rugers to respect the shooters
My men think in sync, roll with the best crew
Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger
Welcome to nay hood, bigger than jects, G
Cheated death multiple times without riggin the deck
So Iím well prepped if you just want war
Thereíll be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor
Itís raw, you keep acting like you donít know Mouse, n-gga
And you goní need the best doctors, house n-gga
Guard your jewels and avoid large tools
Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool
Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told
They food for thoughtís rotten, they gems are foolís gold
Need results from my actions, mistakes Iíll exonerate
Iím Martin King staring at a picture of Obamaís face
Talking funds, n-ggas ainít never seen stock
I donít need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock

[Hook - Eminem]
You must be outta ya mind
You think you f-cking with us
Suck on these nuts
Bitch hang it up, this game is over

[Crooked I]
Takeoff, you invited inside of the mind of a psychotic rhymer
Iím kind of a Dahmer, Iím grinding
Now rappers are lining up jackers, Iím climbing up ladders
I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama
You liars and actors, Iím the genuine article
But read me wrong, get my gun and split you to particles, particles
Tell me when and Iím there
Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air
Stay fly like a limited fare
You got us pegged wrong, my circle donít fit in with squares
I smell shit and piss, know where itís coming from
You stepped on number two just to be number one
Now Iíma step on you, bring it to yo yard
Bogart for arts, we go hard
You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the west
Iím Mozart, I compose dark shit with no heart

[Yelawolf]
I got no Jim Beam in the liver
Getting head like clean clippers, with haters on my dick like a jeans zipper
When I throw up 16′s like I drink liquor
You think you seen sick? Well, bitch, you ainít seen sicker
Then Iíll crack, and then Iíll hop around in a hospital gown
Popping the trunk, my pumper stay cocking the round
I shit logs and I piss river brown
Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile
And thatís as close as I get to a pyramid
Shit, they think Iím Illuminati, so f-ckiní ignorant
Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent
But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end
They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing
Skinny-ass pants sagging, itís only yourself you playing
Call me a clown, but you love where the clownís hanging
And the freakshowís at the county carnival then you pay
Bitch, Iím on a trapeze with no legs in the dark
Yelling ďGo ShadyĒ driving slower than an old lady
In an old í89, no piece if you pay me
Gimme peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes
Iím getting paid for these shows that I throw lately
Same shows a year ago woulda broken most of you crazies
They call me crazy cause I made it
Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately
You ainít f-cking wití Budden, you ainít got no choice with Royce
You donít wanna see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice
That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the porno boys
And if Marshall want me to clap, then homie, I deploy
Game over

[Eminem]
Yo, I donít think they heard you, tell Ďem again
[Yelawolf]
Game over



"That's Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear"


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