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Artiste : Eminem
Titre : When to Stand Up
Artist: DJ Jazzy Jeff f/ Eminem and Parl Yams
(scratched) (3X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell" -> Mr. Garrison

[Eminem]
Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth
The first time I went to stick it up the shit hurt
Moms wouldn´t take it, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "Go rake leaves," I said, "Make me!"
I´m proud to announce i was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement when I broke the law mower
The slut gave me a truck when I turned sixteen

I went to start it and it screamed, "Please fix me!"
Back then, when Will Smith was still the Fresh Prince
And him and Jeff were still best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full time
And get the fuck outta the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don´t live up to this image
Break shit!

(scratched) (4X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"

[Parl Yams]

Yo, y´all rappers have never learned
That´s why I´m fuckin wit y´all
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit Parl
I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom
Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on niggas madder than James Evans
My left hand´s sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like Kool Keith
Fuck like you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don´t wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease
Parl Yams be the chosen thug
What i spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while you´re stuck at home
My temper life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone

I´ve been jealous since niggas was windmillin´
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen´s spillin´
And moms just told me to act, i´ve been wheelin´
So boy just slow your deck, i´ve been stealin´
I wet rappers cause it´s me and Em
I guess I just ain´t give a fuck like Eminem
Burglarize take busts with the slugs
Come in your window like (? ? ?) and bustin´ your club
Put the heat up I teach them niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, when to stand up and light the Dutch

(scratched) (4X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"

[Eminem]

I ended my last show with a horse swingin´ a lasso
Drunk with the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don´t give a fuck, you better understand that
Two Zantacs I give a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what I kill for
I´m Happy Gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form
I´m in to mingle but I plan to stay single
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle
Sike, I´m 24 Thursday; six more birthdays
and I´m blowin my brains out when I´m thirty
As long as my heart beats I´ma keep tryin to see
How much speed I can eat before I fall the fuck asleep

So "I´m the Rapper, He´s the DJ"
I´m the one thats got the six year old nephew screamin "F/U/C/K"
So Jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "No!")
Y´all can kiss my ass until your lips stick to my pants

(scratched) (5X):
"No...you hear me! You go to hell!"