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[Chorus: Eminem]<br />This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit<br />Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it<br />It's just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with<br />Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit<br />The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it<br />You just know - that's the new shit<br />The type of shit that causes mass confusion<br />and drastic movement of people actin stupid<br /><br />[Kon Artis]<br />I come to every club with intention to do harm<br />With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone's Farm<br />Hidin under tables as soon as I hear alarms<br />Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms<br />Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb<br />Strapped to my stomach screamin, Let's get it on!<br />A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank<br />Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint<br />It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke<br />I think I'll up my high by slittin your throat<br />Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat<br />Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street<br />This is fight music!<br /><br />[Bizarre]<br />You know why my hands are so numb? (No)<br />Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't cum (oh)<br />Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch)<br />So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap<br />I fuckin hate you; I'll take your drawers down and rape you<br />While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah!)<br />Satan done got me on this song<br />Eatin a hot dog readin the Holy Qu'ran, while I'm on the john<br />Tired of wearin this yellow thong<br />Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong)<br />Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm<br />Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms<br />Fuck your love songs<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Proof]<br />Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?<br />I'm King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come<br />Show you machine gun funk<br />Sixteen m-16's and one pump {*click-clack*}<br />The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw<br />Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers<br />We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud<br />But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source<br />It's fight music<br /><br />[Swifty McVay]<br />I'm a nigga that loves scuffles<br />And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles<br />I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps<br />Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin, You hear that?<br />I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak<br />If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink<br />I suffocated my shrink just for talkin<br />Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin<br />It's fight music!<br /><br />[Kuniva]<br />These beads I'm swingin is stingin 'em<br />See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin 'em<br />If any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em<br />Malice green to them and gasolinin 'em with premium<br />Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em<br />Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him<br />Blast while you right hookin, right when your wife's lookin<br />Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music!<br /><br />[Eminem]<br />If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it<br />Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it<br />Then spit it back in the faces of you racists<br />and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit<br />You Liberace's, Versace's, and you nazis<br />Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat<br />You motherfuckers wanna JUDGE me cause you're NOT me<br />You'll never STOP me, I'm TOP speed as you POP me<br />I came to save these new generations of babies<br />from parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy<br />to grow to praise me I'm makin 'em go crazy<br />That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me<br />And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong<br />I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on<br />And this song is for any kid who gets picked on<br />A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called..<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />It's fight music!
Letra nueva de la canción
[Chorus: Eminem]<br />This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit<br />Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it<br />It's just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with<br />Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit<br />The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it<br />You just know - that's the new shit<br />The type of shit that causes mass confusion<br />and drastic movement of people actin stupid<br /><br />[Kon Artis]<br />I come to every club with intention to do harm<br />With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone's Farm<br />Hidin under tables as soon as I hear alarms<br />Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms<br />Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb<br />Strapped to my stomach screamin, Let's get it on!<br />A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank<br />Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint<br />It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke<br />I think I'll up my high by slittin your throat<br />Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat<br />Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street<br />This is fight music!<br /><br />[Bizarre]<br />You know why my hands are so numb? (No)<br />Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't cum (oh)<br />Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch)<br />So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap<br />I fuckin hate you; I'll take your drawers down and rape you<br />While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah!)<br />Satan done got me on this song<br />Eatin a hot dog readin the Holy Qu'ran, while I'm on the john<br />Tired of wearin this yellow thong<br />Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong)<br />Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm<br />Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms<br />Fuck your love songs<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Proof]<br />Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?<br />I'm King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come<br />Show you machine gun funk<br />Sixteen m-16's and one pump {*click-clack*}<br />The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw<br />Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers<br />We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud<br />But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source<br />It's fight music<br /><br />[Swifty McVay]<br />I'm a nigga that loves scuffles<br />And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles<br />I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps<br />Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin, You hear that?<br />I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak<br />If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink<br />I suffocated my shrink just for talkin<br />Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin<br />It's fight music!<br /><br />[Kuniva]<br />These beads I'm swingin is stingin 'em<br />See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin 'em<br />If any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em<br />Malice green to them and gasolinin 'em with premium<br />Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em<br />Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him<br />Blast while you right hookin, right when your wife's lookin<br />Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music!<br /><br />[Eminem]<br />If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it<br />Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it<br />Then spit it back in the faces of you racists<br />and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit<br />You Liberace's, Versace's, and you nazis<br />Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat<br />You motherfuckers wanna JUDGE me cause you're NOT me<br />You'll never STOP me, I'm TOP speed as you POP me<br />I came to save these new generations of babies<br />from parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy<br />to grow to praise me I'm makin 'em go crazy<br />That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me<br />And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong<br />I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on<br />And this song is for any kid who gets picked on<br />A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called..<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />It's fight music!
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