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eminem - shit on you lyrics

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i’ll sh-t on you, da, da, da, da
i’ll sh-t on you, da, da, da, da
i’ll sh-t on you, da, da, da, da
i’ll sh-t on you, da, da, da, da

i’ll sh-t on you, i will sh-t
i’ll sh-t on you, girl, you know
i’ll sh-t on you, b-tch or man
i’ll sh-t on you, i will sh-t

i remain fatter than gluttony
tapin’ bombs to the back of record companies
blow ’em up if they ain’t want me
the national guard, they scared to hunt me

i love beef, i got you hoes duckin’ me
a drug thief, b-tch, i’ll take your marijuana
these slugs with keep yo -ss away from my corner
i drown n-gg-s in hundred-degree saunas

you can act a fool if you wanna
(b-tch)
it’s this lyrical piranha, strapped with a grenade
in the pool with your mama

attack her by the legs then i pull her to the bottom
twist nothin’ up like a condom
slap it if you m-th-f-ckas got a problem
when i see ’em, you hoes endin’ up in a f-ckin’ mausoleum

or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold bmw
pull in the garage while you screamin’
keep the motor on, then i’m leavin’
i’ll sh-t on you

i will sh-t on you, i don’t care who you are
i’ll sh-t on you, i don’t give a f-ck about you or your car
f-ck your house, f-ck your jewelry
and f-ck your watch, f-ck your wife
f-ck your kids, f-ck your family, i’ll sh-t on you

i’m a alcoholic with the f-ckin’ toilet
p-ss the hot dogs, b-tch, shut your f-ckin’ mouth
(bizarre, aren’t you islamic?)
i’ma keep eatin’ till richard simmons comes to my house
with a chain saw to cut me out

i’ll f-ck your wife, i had s-x since i met her
i’m to busy f-ckin’, your 12 year old baby sitter
and all women ain’t sh-t, only good for cookin’
cleanin’, and suckin’ d-ck and that’s it

i was responsible for killin’ john candy
i got jonbenet ramsey in my 98 camry
i don’t give a f-ck who you are, i’ll sh-t on anybody
truly yours the idiotic bizarre

my adolescent years weren’t sh-t to what i do now
i never grew up i was born grown and grew down
the older i get, the dumber the sh-t i get in
the more ignorant the incident is i fit in

ignorin’ the sh-t, how boring it gets
when there’s no one to hit
i don’t know when to quit throwin’ a fit
i know i’m a bit flaky but they make me

it’s they who raised me and say the can take me
it’s they who’s legs i brake and make achy
it’s they who mistake me and make me so angry
i’ll sh-t on you, i’ll spit on you
start p-ssin’ then do the opposite on you

you weren’t listenin’, i said, i’ll cop a squat on you and
start spillin’ my guts like chicken cordon bleu
and straight sh-t like notorious big did to that b-tch
on his skit on his last alb-m, pull my pants down

i will sh-t on you, i don’t care who you are
i’ll sh-t on you, i don’t give a f-ck about you or your car
f-ck your house, f-ck your jewelry
and f-ck your watch, f-ck your wife
f-ck your kids, f-ck your family, i’ll sh-t on you

is richard pryor still alive?
if not i’m sicker than he was prior to him dyin’
born brainless, this steel ain’t stainless
your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang it

b-tch, brang it, these n-gg-s that i hang wit
will hang you up naked by your ankles danglin’
my needa stays stranglin’, i don’t need your help
if you gon’ give me the p-ssy, i’ll unloosen my belt

i’ll punch your daddy not, your moms kinda c-ck
your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks
buck 50 cross yo neck, floss yo tek
i’ll beat you wit it across yo chest

it’s only right i jack your car keys and run
spent all of my advancements on weed and guns
for fun, when i’m drunk, i’ll run a truck through the weed house
jump out and beat your peeps down worst than steve stout

put you in choke holds, i learned last week
from the police man who caught me stealing weed from his jeep
i see hoes bitin’, y’all don’t wanna brawl
thats like d-bo fightin’ peablo bryson

so, what you hollering and yelling about
i’ll reach in your mouth and pull your f-ckin’ skeleton out
n-gg-s get hit wit a two piece, bling, bling
with a poisonous sting, i’m such a violent thing

i will sh-t on you, i don’t care who you are
i’ll sh-t on you, i don’t give a f-ck about you or your car
f-ck your house, f-ck your jewelry
and f-ck your watch, f-ck your wife
f-ck your kids, f-ck your family, i’ll sh-t on you

once i get on 2 hits of x
my disk slips and disconnects
till i walk around this b-tch with a twisted neck
but still sh-t on the first b-tch who disrespects

over reaction is my only reaction
which only sets off a chain reaction
and puts 5 more zainiac than maniacs in action

a rat pack in black jackets, who pack 10, 9 millimetres
5 criminals pullin’ heaters and spillin’ liters of blood like swimmin’ pools
shiesty individuals shoot at b-tches too
a lotta people say misoginistic which is true

i don’t deny it, matter of fact, i stand by it
so, please stand by it and start up a d-mn riot
if you don’t wanna get stampeded then stand quiet
boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child, i’ll sh-t on you

i will sh-t on you, i don’t care who you are
i’ll sh-t on you, i don’t give a f-ck about you or your car
i’ll sh-t on you, f-ck your house, f-ck your jewelry and f-ck your watch
i’ll sh-t on you, i will f-ck you wife if you f-ck with me, i’ll sh-t on you
you heard me, b-tch, i’ll sh-t on you, d-12 will sh-t on you, i’ll sh-t on you

your life, your wife, your kids, your car
i’ll sh-t on you, your house, your spouse
your rings, your things
i’ll sh-t on you, i’ll sh-t on you
i’ll sh-t on you, i’ll sh-t on you

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