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[verse 1: mike shinoda]
don’t start with the ugly part
don’t end with the things that’ll make them want to walk away
tune in at the din again, another price ain’t cheap
but somebody’s gonna have to pay
oh yes, you can only guess what it is, what it was
don’t remember what i had in mind
shotgunning on a joy ride, coming down the block
half-c-cked nearly half the time
one time for the words divine
and two times for the things that you hope you never have to say
three scenes in a dead man’s dream, and the girls tell the boys
that they better f-cking run away
live it up or g-g-give it up, turn it up, tune it out
let it rhyme with the other line
shotgunning on a joy ride, coming down the block
half-c-cked nearly all the time

[pre-chorus: mike shinoda]
give it back, give it back
give it back, g-g-give it back, singing

[verse 2: eminem]
f-ck – it’s f-cking raining
sh-t – there’s lightning
b-tch – it’s thundering, cause i’m cussing up a storm if you wondering sh-t
sh-t? you couldn’t muster up enough thought
to take a dump during a brain fart, chump
if you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say
that you wish you would’ve just stayed p-ssed off in the first place
we came to monopolize the game, illuminati is here
yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad’s gotta be
cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze
soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all’s we know
is y’all lowered the bar like limbo, you know who you are
so quit f-cking the dog before we start calling you bizarre
sh-t, screw the pooch, y’all done raped a pitbull
fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile’s directed directly at you
and this for these hoes who don’t know me from a can of paint
you must be huffing, f-ck a ball sack
if the taints can’t take you on a date, you mistake me for a gentleman
you 2000 and late, man, and will i ain’t, i’m the bad guy
type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage
pour ice in their pants, and the first one who pees gets a black eye

[pre-chorus: mike shinoda]
give it back, give it back
give it back, g-g-give it back, singing

[chorus: eminem]
must be outta your mind
you think you f-cking with us
suck on these nuts, b-tch, hang it up
this game is over
must be outta your mind
you think you f-cking with us
suck on these nuts, b-tch, hang it up
this game is over

[verse 3: yelawolf]
i got jim beam in the liver, getting head like clean clippers
with haters on my d-ck like a jeans zipper
when i throw up 16’s like i drink liquor
you think you seen sick? well, b-tch, you ain’t seen sicker
than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown
popping the trunk, my pump will stay c-cking the round
i sh-t logs and i p-ss river brown
cause i drink creek water and spit the river nile
and that’s as close as i get to a pyramid
sh-t, they think i’m illuminati, so f-cking ignorant
sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent
but when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end
they jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing
skinny–ss pants sagging, it’s only yourself you playing
call me a clown, but you love what the clown’s sanging
i’m a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying
b-tch, i’m on a trapeze with no legs in the dark
yelling “go shady!” driving slower than an old lady
in an old ’89, no piece if you pay me
give me peace sign on my grill, no mercedes
i’m getting paid for these shows that i throw lately
same shows a year ago would have broken most of you crazies
they call me crazy cause i made it
b-tch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately
you ain’t f-cking with budden, you ain’t got no choice with royce
you don’t want to see the crooked i, well, listen to ortiz voice
that dirt road hit the 8 mile, the point oh boys
and if marshall want me to clap, then, homie, i deploy game over

[pre-chorus: mike shinoda]
give it back, give it back
give it back, g-g-give it back, singing

[chorus: eminem]
must be outta your mind
you think you f-cking with us
suck on these nuts, b-tch, hang it up
this game is over
must be outta your mind
you think you f-cking with us
suck on these nuts, b-tch, hang it up
this game is over



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