10, 9, 8 - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Written by：Eminem

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Ready or not here we come here comes trouble in the club

11 12 13 pistols big as m16's

How the f*** we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeans

Nina two nina's a piece they don't even see us

Some s*** pops off we squeeze each one they're gonna think it's machine guns

Vandals no vandals bandanna's with no flannel

Hands around our colt handles hold them like roman candles

So ban us go ban us banana fanna fo fannas

Who come back all bananas banana clips loaded

Managers bouncers and the club owners the don't want us

To come up on and rush in the club

And run up in it with a bunch of

From Bunyan steady popping them onions

Ready set to go nut up prepare to tear the whole club up

Fixing to get into some s*** just itching to choke someone up

You know we finnan loco when we mix c** e with coconut rum up

Yeah yeah ho what up see my people posted up

See you talk that ho s*** now when you're down you won't get up

And can't sit up you're so slit up the ambulance won't sew you up

They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe up

Heater no heater automatic no matic

Mag or no mag it don't matter if I have or don't have it

You never know what I'm packing so you just don't want no static

And open up a whole can of whoop a** you don't wanna chance to

Risk it no biscuit milli mac or mac milli

Will he won't he don't be silly homie you don't know me really

You're just gonna make yourself dizzy wondering what the dilly

F*** it let's just get busy d tizzy's back in the hizzy

Hook eminem

Git up now let's get it cracking yeah it's on and popping

B**** d12 is back in this b**** ugh there ain't no stopping

We're gonna get it crackling what you waiting for the wait is over

Say no more quit trying to play the wall and quit hating

Git up now yall are still sitting what the f*** is you deaf

You don't listen I said

We bout to get this crackalating quit procrastinating

What the f*** you waiting for get off the wall and quit hating b****

Git up now

I keep a s*** load of bullets a pitbull it to pull it out

And automatically explode on until they mouth get closed

Permanently you get burned to line quickly

You can not hit me n***** too terrified to come get me

Tempt me if you think swifty won't send a slug people run

When the reaper comes the repercussion gon' equal blood

N**** what stepping without a weapon you leave you gone

I be still rolling with stolen toasters while on parole

S***** you out our home like eviction notices ho

When I unload I'm known to never leave witnesses to roam

When I'm blowed I'll write the wicked in scroll ever told

When I'm sober I'm p*** e to roll up and disconnect your soul n****

Kuniva a k a Blondel been

Now it's been proven it's about to be a misunderstanding

Runyan ave soldiers amiability

Who the f*** want it with us

Hu haw