EMINEM - Just Rhymin Wit' Proof (Freestyle) lyrics

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Are we supposed to shut up or talk...I'll cut your butt up and walk...

Around with my ass showing all over the fuckin town


....Then You get done up in chalk



We ready...we ready .. we ready.. we ready ?

Ready to hold it steady....Speakin of hold it steady....

You can hold my nuts steady and then....

I can stick my dick in you like a machette...If you're a girl...

If you're a girl then you're my world...And I will kill anybody...

That means... you, her or him

It doesnt matter cuz I'm Eminem

And I'm Slim...I'm also slim and your future's grim


Ha ha....don't stop

D-12 y'all...yea we bust it off the top

We get in that ass Preparation-H style

Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!)

Everybody tryina tell us to wait now

You look dumb as fuck...Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown (hahaha)

Tryin to dance around

How the fuck it feel lock in hand set now

Sever your style .. Divide and Parish

Part ish...when my cart is bustin thru this...

Wassup to Bizzare Kid

Targets get hit and liftoff

Here it is we bout to rip off

Lick shots...no time...we gettin dick snot



Speakin' of lift off....

I'm blastin off...your ass is soft...so I'm startin to jack off

Cuz I'm so horny...and your lyrics are so corny

That they bore me and I woke up too late this morning

Or too early...wait a minute there goes Shirley...

The girly I fucked last year when her hair was curly

Couldn't remember it cuz I was Infinite

And I met Ken Kaniff from Connecticut

He said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down

And he said "I like you"...and then he walked up and said "Let me snake bite


And I said hell no...kicked him with my shell toe...

Gave him a elbow...Ayo Proof ...go....


Yo it's the D to the 1 - 2

What you wanna get done to...

Your chest plate...eradicate

Get your flesh ate...easily done..Here it is...

Freestyle...no need to write shit...cuz when we write shit

Y'all like to bite shit...that why street light up when we write stuff

It's time to be the champions at this...it's D-12

1-2 True crew...Slim Shady and Big proof

Knockin over Igloos in Alaska when we blast ya

A massacre creator, one time for data

Darker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equator

It's time to get down one time for those that dont know us

Girls wanna blow us like Monica....Lewinsky

Come against me...


Go and see I'm an invincible Mc

If you dont believe it then you wanna try to convince me

That you're doper than me...which we'll hope

You would hope to be....but hopefully I will rock globaly

And nationwide...thats why my ass is wide

Thats why your ass just died on the passanger side...

Like a fuckin ride...when it got shot up by a drive by

When I drove by 5 times and gave it five tries

And still missed it

I got a fuckin mental illness a gentle stillness...

Violence..plete silence is what I need in the room while I freestyle

What I need is to do...what is need is smoke weed and brew

And......smoke brew ? You don't smoke brew...

If you do I'll choke you and then I garauntee I'll out smoke you

You're crew's a joke too and i can stick my dick in a bitch and poke you....


Stick it in there....rock with my cock on sky rock

Knock ya eye out the sock...(sock)

Get..(get) yeah we come to rock....(it)

So don't get in the way cuz we gon drop....(shit)

Now how you feel right now we bust yo..op....(tic)....(tock)

We lunatics with mics and we dont stop we come to rock

The dirty dozen is non-stop..

To the top from tree tops to ewoks that pop Reeboks

And men with pre-ops

Yo now there is 3-Pac's

Master P....Thug Life and now it's 2pac

Get back to that one...here goes the rhyme that you dropped...


The rhyme that I dropped is stickin up IHOP

In high tops and walking around like a one eyed Cyclops

And you can't see me....I only got one eye and I can still see you

You can even give it a dumb try...If you're a dumb guy then come try this

But I rock the microphone with my flyness

So get off my jock..get of my cock..when I sky rock ...it in sky



Ayo...a lot of people always try to tell us...that we gona be better or


But me or slim yo you cant tell me...

You try to freestyle son we gon put these verses on your Lp

Slow down with that old stuff....I heard the most of y'all is Mos Def


My Lp...my whole Lp...tha last one was screaming help me

You couldnt melt me if you was Vanilla Ice...Yo guess what....

My Nuuuuuuuuutz

Here I go with the lyrical miracle...spiritual spirital...you dont wanna hear

it tho

I rickety rock the micrphone

Don't do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid...I knew it

I take a beat and loop it...i take a beat and troop it

What the fuck did that mean...I dont know but i got phat jeans on

And I already said that but I dont know where my head's at

All I wanna do is go back to the hotel and know where my bed's at


yo wheres the beds at so we can relax and catch Ease

Y'all dont want none of tha dirty Deez

>From the 3-1 its for the three of thirds

One third Mc yo we smoke y'all like herbs

Under the curb early morn take it to born

Y'all get broke up...put back together ...re-enacment

Some times you see this...you just a faggot

No need to tag it...wit more loot that Jimmy Swagart


Faggot....uh oh...was that homophobic...

But no one knows it...and I'm so homophobic

I wont even throw clothes in the Closet

Fuck it...I've lost it....I'm holocausted...see my face it's written all

acrossed it

This beer makes me wanna disappear this year

I'm so high I'm bout to die...and I'm so tired I'm bout to fry

You're so fired you're down


Hey....it's me...it's the hamster man...

Coming all the way from Amsterdam....

And I come to tell you all a little secret.....

So you can ........eat it ....you got to grab your crackers



Quit spittin your writ shit bitch I'll kill you and kick you

In your motherfuckin dick and your clit...you little pussy

Hermaphardite with no apettite

And you aint rappin right but you was taking rapid bites

Of my dick when you was on it...my brain is haunted

I walk up in a place in a t shirt wit my stains on it

But i dont give a damn...give a fuck...give a shit...give a hell

give a piss give a dick give a lick


Yea....live and direct it's us

You better back up...


You better back up before I jack off

Back off before I jack off


You better back off before he jack off (laughing)

You better back off before I jack off


Colder than Jack Frost...smack you across your face

While I'm still jackin off

Sittin in the closet beatin my shit

Aint got nuttin else to do cuz I'm thinkin of a bitch

Wait a minute ...oh shit she's here...

Look who walked in the door...e in it's Britney Spears

(Ken Kaniff)

Oh...e here little girl

come here little girl


What happened? (I dunno)

We stopped rappin (Oh it's Clappin)

Gun clappin...and all I need is one napkin to wipe the cum off

When I come off with the drum off

Whatever the hell that meant...but I can still speak wit a accent

A french accent Excuse my french but

Suck my dick touche le le poo...uhh....bitch


Bonjuor...I'm here with the cure...Oh yea lets rock it for the drawer

Hey Em...how you doin this is me...The Em jock...get off my...

Damn cock .....laughing....


Yo while you're spraying verbs...you aint even fuckin saying words

(THuuuG) Pronounce your words right...and you can ride around curbs

And bounce your hebrs tight

What the fuck ?

Yo put another beat on before you get peed on

Hi...Hi.... My name is ...my name is...my name is...

Slim Shady...Slim Shady...Bitch you're little just like that Kim lady

And I'm in sky rock radio...the shadiest bro on the radio

But you dont hear me tho.....

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