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obie trice - stuntin' lyrics

[verse 1: eminem]
i sip a cup up diabetes in-front of houdini, go to hungary to pee-pee, call you a meanie than get mariah’s freebie, that e.t.-looking std-filled crip’, finna see my medical certificate, ’cause life’s about to get f-cked in two, three pieces scattered across the kitchen floor with the knife all bloodied and pattered in the wh0r-s spit, seeping through the backyard door, i go to find the girl and drown the hoe, she’s dead, f-ck it, i call up obie to f-ck it with me, necrophilia, animal-dissect-aphillia, amelia ready to be eaten, motherf-cking up the animal kingdom to make ’em all f-ck ’emselves, so go ‘uck the elves ’cause santa’s coming to christmas town, and he’s gonna ruin christmas, gonna f-ck jesus up to my f-cking fault, my f-cking fault! this stupid b-tches jolted at my front door, and i’m swinging a bat back at her, scatter her f-cking skull across the table so go hack at her, hack and hack until her back collapses on her neck bone, huh

[bridge: obie trice]
stunting up in the motherf-cker up and not giving a mothaf-ck
so f-ck it all up, so get up on my bmx and pick up the d in front ’cause he’s coming in f-cking next, and stunt up in this b-tch, so
let’s f-cking run up on ’em

[chorus: obie trice]
motherf-ck not stunting up ’cause i will be the f-cking stunt ‘a this motherf-cker
stunting up (x7)
muh-muh-mothaf-ck so stuun’ up

[verse 3: obie trice]
look up, look down, look around, the lyrical g*nius on a track with obie, who thought that would be pumped in this car just like how i pumped ya wife, motherf-cker, she screamed while i creamed her all out, pies and meat flying around town, so f-ck all you n-ggas, be f-cked my my rhyme-gun so ‘pap, pap, pap, pap, pap’… ‘pap, pap!’
be all [eminem: facked!] by all us, so get back ‘fore i turn into the balla who i really am inside of ya motha, so f-ck ya, like i f-ck her, motherf-ck tha police ‘fore i go back town to torture ya, amelia be ready for rustication like [?]ya, mauhf-cking stupid lil boys wanna f-ck with trice but nah, they be scared and shook for being looked at and judged my ya man obie, hook? naah, f-ck it, time for the motherf-cking (motherf-ckin’) cook, meth? yaah, we gon’ cook it all up for i f-cking torture yaah, hook? f-ck yeah!

[chorus: obie trice]
motherf-ck not stunting up ’cause i will be the f-cking stunt ‘a this motherf-cker
stunting up (x7)
muh-muh-mothaf-ck so stuun’ up

[outro: eminem]
yeah… motherf-ckers… fill up the ak and launch it at ya rappers…
yeah.. stay here while i watch the chrome, ahhhh! haha… stay tuned…. yours truly.. marshall

- obie trice lyrics

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