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Fight Music - текст песни



Fight Music


Fight Music Lyrics





[Chorus: Eminem]


This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit


Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it


It's just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with


Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit


The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it


You just know - that's the new shit


The type of shit that causes mass confusion


and drastic movement of people actin stupid





[Kon Artis]


I come to every club with intention to do harm


With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone's Farm


Hidin under tables as soon as I hear alarms


Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms


Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb


Strapped to my stomach screamin, "Let's get it on!"


A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank


Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint


It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke


I think I'll up my high by slittin your throat


Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat


Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street


This is fight music!





[Bizarre]


You know why my hands are so numb? (No)


Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't come (oh)


Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch)


So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap


I fuckin hate you; I'll take your drawers down and rape you


While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah!)


Satan done got me on this song (Texts of songs )


Eatin a hot dog readin the Holy Qu'ran, while I'm on the john


Tired of wearin this yellow thong


Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong)


Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm


Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms


Fuck your love songs





[Chorus]





[Proof]


Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?


I'm King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come


Show you machine gun funk


Sixteen m-16's and one pump [click-clack]


The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw


Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers


We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud


But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source


It's fight music





[Swifty McVay]


I'm a nigga that loves scuffles


And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles


I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps


Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin, "You hear that?"


I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak


If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink


I suffocated my shrink just for talkin


Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin


It's fight music!





[Kuniva]


These beads I'm swingin is stingin 'em


See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin 'em


If any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em


Malice green to them and gasolinin 'em with premium


Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em


Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him


Blast while you right hookin, right when your wife's lookin


Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music!





[Eminem]


If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it


Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it


Then spit it back in the faces of you racists


and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit


You Liberace's, Versace's, and you nazis


Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat


You motherfuckers wanna JUDGE me cause you're NOT me


You'll never STOP me, I'm TOP speed as you POP me


I came to save these new generations of babies


from parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy


to grow to praise me I'm makin 'em go crazy


That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me


And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong


I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on


And this song (Texts of songs ) is for any kid who gets picked on


A sick song (Texts of songs ) to retaliate to, and it's called..





[Chorus]





It's fight music!



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