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dj jazzy jeff – when to stand up (feat. eminem) lyrics

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f/ eminem, parl yams

(scratched) (3x):

“no…you hear me! you go to h-ll” -> 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 sh-t hurt

mom wouldn’t take me, the b-tch 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 sl-t 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 cl-ss to rap full time

and get the f-ck outta this fake sh-t school and rhyme

anybody who thinks this f-ckin att-tude is a gimmick

come and see me, see if i don’t live up to this image

break sh-t!

(scratched) (4x):

“no…you hear me! you go to h-ll!”

[parl yams]

yo, y’all rappers have never learned

that’s why i’m f-ckin wit y’all

run around telling n-gg-s they can f-ck wit parl

i bring it to your high school, smoke the prom

put your brother in a headlock, choke your mom

cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven

walk around ripping on n-gg-s madder than james evans

my left hand’s sharp it moves freestyle ultra

slap my d-ck like kool keith

f-ck like you stole from me, and rules the streets

i don’t wanna have to f-ck you up, so cool cease

parl yams be the chosen thug

what i spit be cold juice like a frozen hug

run the streets while you’re stuck at home

my temper like bushwick bill, b-tch leave me the f-ck alone

i’ve been jealous since n-gg-s was windmillin’

these cats just started to rhyme, my pen’s spillin’

your 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 f-ck like eminem

burglarize take busts with the slugs

come in your window like (? ? ?) and bustin’ your club

put the heat up i teach them n-gg-z what to suck

and my young lords, when to stand up and light the dutch

(scratched) (4x):

“no…you hear me! you go to h-ll!”

[eminem]

i came to my last show with a horse swingin’ a l-sso

drunk with the -sshole ripped out of an old bathrobe

cause i don’t give a f-ck, you better understand that

two zantacs, i don’t give a f-ck where soundscan at

billboard, drugs is what i kill for

i’m happy gilmore, just slip me anything in pill form

i may 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 f-ck 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!”)

the rest of y’all can kiss my -ss ’til your lips stick to my pants

(scratched) (5x):

“no…you hear me! you go to h-ll!”

- dj jazzy jeff lyrics

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