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horseshoe g.a.n.g - get at me dog lyrics

[eminem]
some people say i’m strange, i tell them ain’t sh-t change
i’m still the same lame -ssh0l- with a different name
came late to the last show with a different dame
brain ate from the last o’ that i sniffed of ‘caine
you know you’re sp-ced the f-ck out like george lucas
when your puke is turning to yellowish-orange mucus
so when i grab a pencil and squeeze it between fingers
i’m not a rapper, i’m a demon who speaks english
freak g*nius, too extreme for the weak and squeamish
burn you alive till you screaming to be extinguished
cause when i drop the science, motherf-ckers tell me to stop the violence
start a fire and block the hydrants
i’m just a mean person, you never seen worse than
so when slim gets this m-16 bursting
you getting spun backwards like every word of obscene cursing
on the b-side of my first single with the clean version
stopping your short life while you’re still a teen virgin
unless you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
in the best hospital possible for emergency surgery
to try to stop the blood from your ruptured sternum internally
i’ll take it back before we knew each other’s name
run in a ultrasound and sn-tch you out your mother’s frame
i’ll take it further back than that
back to lovers’ lane, to the night you were thought of, and
c-ck block your father’s game

[julius luciano]
i’mma take this sh-t where em left off
y’all make me go ham with the “m” left off – ha
f-ckin’ kneeslapper, look at these rappers
i k!ll ya on this “get at me dog” beat rappers
i’m so fly i could hang with angels
i can wave at jesus or say “hey zeus”
chuck a stray deuce to the one you pray to, who made you
i wouldn’t be higher if i was on some quaaludes
when you clash with this t-tan it’s like you crashed while you drivin’
and your last words is “aww h-ll, my brake’s loose”
all h-ll gon’ break lose, feelin’ like i can’t lose
pool full of liquor, i bathed in some grey goose
sick with this rap sh-t, bridging the gap between old and new school – interscholastic
i make a slender tender come hither, my d-ck up in her
finna bend her like a fender bender
she’s bendin’ like she’s into gymnastics
ignorant b-st-rd, hard headed, my d-ck never flacid
god’s son, not on some nasty nas sh-t
i mean up the river i was sent in the basket
i’m from long beach city right
you say you a boss, what’s a boss to a demi-god
n-gga they call me julius, i’m one of my town’s favorites
i get paid on the low, that’s a down payment
now i don’t bang the glock, i do my thing n-gga
on these streets like a parking meter, gettin’ change n-gga
you got a death wish? i can get that arranged n-gga
shoot from my rover, call that my shootin’ range n-gga
i’m from the city by the sea, yeah n-ggas ride with me
think you’re finna stop? better chance of winnin’ the lottery
yeah i’m turnt up like my liquor bottle
when i swallow henny, i’m a beast
hands up, it’s a robbery, follow me
i got dementia, diminish ya the minute ya
mention me, demented member of mensa
so nice with them llamas, i pop ya
doctors couldn’t fix ya life with [??]
flow extra tight, so cold on the mic that the mic sneezin’
that’s why i bless the mic
fly b-tches throw me p-ssy, i’m gon’ i gotta catch a flight
i p-ss the mic to the left to ice

[iceman]
i’m on a k!llin’ spree, i can murder the illest beat
my verse ability compliments my versatility
i work hard, i’m grindin’, beastin’ now
so much sh-t on my plate, i should be obese by now
y’all should not oppose the kid, i rock the crown like it’s supposed to fit
you lazy rappers p-ss me off, n0body owes y’all sh-t
i’m the archeology tip, i got a bone to pick
dubs in the sky, so left coast with it
spit flames, soak it, roast it, engulfed in it
he’s just an engineer, he can’t swing them verbs
alphabet soup, i make you rappers eat y’all words
i’m a star, no doubt i’m a giant
f-ck louis and gucci, i rock the belt of orion
i’ll inform y’all incase y’all ain’t know already
battlin’ me causes depression, get your zoloft ready
aztec, cherokee, fingerprint of a god
signature of allah, literature will evolve
my extracurriculars so john dillinger
glock amateur, lookin’ for the richest n-gga to rob
i’m a boss, i’m turned like a doorkn-b
f-ck with me, you’re face gettin’ torn off
if you ain’t bringin’ nothin to the table, quit reachin’ in
no world news or top story, but your life gon’ see an end
my caliber is cannibalistic, in front of you n-ggas, i’m huntin’ you n-ggas
i’m lettin’ it go when i grab and i cl!ck
and my habit is vicious, you can’t hack what i been in
you lackin’ committment, can’t handle the business, stop actin’ like b-tches
i’m ahead of you like i beheaded you
try to hold me down but i rose, always pedalled through
but according to einstein, if you bend sp-ce then you can bend time and reshape your lifeline
for real g, i’m rewritin’ history without the theory of relativity
i’m nice as f-ck

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