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az izz - you a hoe (eminem diss) lyrics

[intro:]
the black man’s god! you could never be god!
we created you in our image
first you bit my style and made it fresher
now you kick box in flip flops, huh?
i know [?]’s turning over in his grave;
since he ain’t here to represent himself
i gladly take that line and destroy you

[verse 1:]
f-g, you’ll never be another elvis as long as i’m alive
k!ll yourself with a sword just like a samurai
or get stomped quicker than a sigma gamma phi
crush your ego, k!ll your pride
lethal injection of cyanide
pace and zee caught you with a d-ck in your -ss
from a b-tch with a d-ck; you getting d-ck from those drags
don’t try to blame it on those vic’s, all those ecs’ and those tabs
dressing in drag, you’s a f-g
the rest is just sad
h-m-, you ain’t psychotic
quite prolly you just bipolar az izz a mother-f-cker by-product
who goes through mood swings up and down like hydraulics
my sk!lls tight polish, quite stylish (whoo)
you wish your white knowledge i’ll demolish
just like a hen, you in the c-ck’s in a style
bugz said don’t help that white boy
white is not allowed
you’s a dipsh-t, a d-ckhead that was trying to get fed
so you rolled the outsidaz so you could get some quick bread
so like a racist cracker
you landed on plymouth rock, sat back and studied us black rappers
the minute you got status, started peddling backwards
i remember a lot of sh-t, dawg; ain’t missing a beat
kim had to p-ss so bad, she p-ssed in new york city’s streets
with her you definitely got a gag order
she could tell you what style you bit, day and time–in that order
as you get a lot older, you get a lot shorter
you can’t hold your sh-t, b-tch; let alone your man water
i pray for the day you have a black granddaughter
flows amphibious stays wet on land or water
i just body this n-gg-; his fans are martyrs
you got proof k!lled; he was the mayor of this city
you sh-tted on obie, kuniva, mcvay, and bizzy
had so much drugs around, plus proof felt prolly would slip him a mickey
won’t eat or drink sh-t around ’em; thought he was being picky
you more of a b-tch than that b-tch nicole richie
won’t do it yourself (f-g)
so i expect you to send your mutts, your pups, your wolves and goons to get me
but i’m ready to live; the opposite of biggie
dr. dre got a billy
he don’t need you no more
you was his main hoe
what the f-ck you thought he was feeding you for?
he needed a hoe
so he put you in a dress and sent you on the strip
because he needed the dough
and you was feigning to blow
you a hoe

[hook:]
what… you a hoe, yeah, you–a hoe
em, you, you a b-tch, hoe
(repeating)

[verse 2:]
i know your ammo
so put this in your memo
you’re more funny than jay leno
the whip we punching, cyrano
kings like sacramento
koolest g’s rappers: this ain’t no demo
this got stretched like a limo
got sh-t locked like a [?]
they claim you the best; i’m like, h-ll, no
i been doper than you; you been biting my style from the get-go
f-cking gecko; make me giggle like heckle and jekyll
what the heck? you used to be a brunette the, brown eyes, no freckles
now you a blonde with blue eyes, and i know you’re a h-m-
found out on the telephone, doing radio promo (uh huh)
m-e-n-i-n-m-e
what does that spell?
men-in-me!
you never see him with hoes
it’s only men with em
if you think i’m lying, ask k-i-m
imma call you d-ck face;
imma call you f-g
and benzino from the source should have asked you how dr. dre dictates
joell ortiz, joe budden, royce da 5’9″
money got you blind
doing this for fun; ain’t trying to get signed
eminem the slave-master; yelawolf got the whip
the other guy i (eyes) so crooked, he can’t see that sh-t

[hook:]
em, you a hoe… what you? yeah, you, a hoe. yeah, you a b-tch, you a hoe, you a b-tch, em, you a hoe (repeating)
hoe

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