Instrumental for the Song "Watch deez" Of THIII Featuring Eminem for the 2002 Album "Skilligan's Island" Come in with those requests People I have lots of Time!
After I renewed my seventh prescription of Darvocets, I'm the old man who lives upstairs and starves his pets, And never leaves his house cause he thinks his cars possessed.
One two like a mic check, thirty-four the apartment address, a block party, five to six people are wearing vest, somebody pulled up on their set and said it's a setup so he started blasting until seven to eight bullets went through their chest, and now nine to ten sirens are blaring through your head, yellow tape lines, eleven people wearing red, this mellow red wine soothes the loss of the dead, but twelve people won't forget, that what went down on Friday the 13th won't easily be shed, so fourteen days pass to let the energy descend, business is business so fifteen men pack the toolies, jammed pack in 16th Street, 17 miles is where they'll meet, they gathered enough arsenal in case some still stand on two feet, 18 minutes pass as they roll through their street, 19 eyes widen as they see the 20th drive by this week, 21 now dead including the ones in the jeep, with 2pac blasting in the cockpit, a viscous cycle for the urban area, hypereality of what the hood is.
hose arm is this? I must have cut it off at the pharmacist That refused to renew my seventh prescription of Darvocets (Sorry!) I'm the old man who lives upstairs and starves his pets That never leaves his house 'cause he thinks his car's possessed I hate my life that's why I degrade my wife Grabbed a paper plate to make a sandwich and just ate the knife My mother's screamin', "Please, heal him, take him straight to Christ!" Meet you in the street and slap you just to break the ice (What up? I'm Eminem) Made a bomb threat with a fake device Strip you naked twice, pistol-whip you and force you to take advice And if you catch me bobbin' my head to some bullshit you was spittin' I was probably just tryin' to shake the lice Bugs fallin' out of my head, I'm wishin' I was dead While I'm crawlin' out of my bed, piss and vomit red And my rash is returnin', I feel the sensation of burnin' Occurrin', usually during pain for release of my urine Screamin' at my shadow, "Please, quit followin' me!" These pills keep screamin', "Please, quit swallowin' me!" The devil keeps screamin', "Please, get down on one knee!" I took the drugs before the cops ever found them on me
i need a glass of henny fast, before i hit the store, without a blunt in my hand, i aint walkin out the door, i down my drink, light the bic with one flick take a puff and re-up another cup of this shit.
here's another silly willy rap digital rhyme, call me the second skinny biggie, so full with soul food, my soul fools the fool who I do a rap battle to, I take number two while I'm writin, who's neck belongs to this noose? I'm, knottn it loose, I'm spottn uh couple of wandering eyes, you pondering guys, to spooked, to lift a finger within range of a dominant mind, who just like Marshall gets bored of his lines but, I haven't put out anything just a couple of rhymes, sheets of paper in my closet of nikes, yikes okay we understand, here smoke this blunt quit spilling your pride, fvck it I guess it's just the way I am, so here I go keep yelling the truth.
'yo i'm finna rip this bruh, spit some of that hot ass fire ayee' -just spit and stop warning us like that brodie at least make the track first or something lmao
lyrical gymnastics back flips to snatch kids miracle acrobatics have to practice on a mattress satirical mathematics rapping addicts having static serial killer habits laughing rabid tactics
you must be bat shit cause that verse was straight ass kid/ please read this and act quick and go throw it in your trash bin/ i spit fire off the top like a match stick , you could never match this and if you tried you'd get that back bent.
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This still goes hard, 2023! Soon 2024 👊🏼
Never delete this from youtube!
Cool nothing more to say
5 stars
Yes i found this now
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
No shot dude
Are u still alive?
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaatch deeeezzz
this is beyond words
Check out my freestyle i did to this
Who's arm is this? I must've cut it off at the pharmacist.
After I renewed my seventh prescription of Darvocets,
I'm the old man who lives upstairs and starves his pets,
And never leaves his house cause he thinks his cars possessed.
*They refused to renew my 7th prescription of Darvocets (Sorry!)
Kernel Sanders
I hate my life, that's why I degrade my wife,
Grabbed a paper plate to make a sandwich and just ate the knife.
My mother's screamin "Please heal him, take him straight to Christ!!!"
Meet you in the street and slap you, just to break the ice (What up I'm Eminem)
Iconoclastic if you cats think I was bobbing my head to some bullshit you was spitting I was probably just tryna shake the lice (brrrbrrbrbrbr)
wow didnt knew this one its ill
One two like a mic check, thirty-four the apartment address, a block party, five to six people are wearing vest, somebody pulled up on their set and said it's a setup so he started blasting until seven to eight bullets went through their chest, and now nine to ten sirens are blaring through your head, yellow tape lines, eleven people wearing red, this mellow red wine soothes the loss of the dead, but twelve people won't forget, that what went down on Friday the 13th won't easily be shed, so fourteen days pass to let the energy descend, business is business so fifteen men pack the toolies, jammed pack in 16th Street, 17 miles is where they'll meet, they gathered enough arsenal in case some still stand on two feet, 18 minutes pass as they roll through their street, 19 eyes widen as they see the 20th drive by this week, 21 now dead including the ones in the jeep, with 2pac blasting in the cockpit, a viscous cycle for the urban area, hypereality of what the hood is.
Dr. Acula dope asf
Dont quit ur day job
hose arm is this? I must have cut it off at the pharmacist
That refused to renew my seventh prescription of Darvocets (Sorry!)
I'm the old man who lives upstairs and starves his pets
That never leaves his house 'cause he thinks his car's possessed
I hate my life that's why I degrade my wife
Grabbed a paper plate to make a sandwich and just ate the knife
My mother's screamin', "Please, heal him, take him straight to Christ!"
Meet you in the street and slap you just to break the ice (What up? I'm Eminem)
Made a bomb threat with a fake device
Strip you naked twice, pistol-whip you and force you to take advice
And if you catch me bobbin' my head to some bullshit you was spittin'
I was probably just tryin' to shake the lice
Bugs fallin' out of my head, I'm wishin' I was dead
While I'm crawlin' out of my bed, piss and vomit red
And my rash is returnin', I feel the sensation of burnin'
Occurrin', usually during pain for release of my urine
Screamin' at my shadow, "Please, quit followin' me!"
These pills keep screamin', "Please, quit swallowin' me!"
The devil keeps screamin', "Please, get down on one knee!"
I took the drugs before the cops ever found them on me
swear to god man, be your self
true that
غني عليه ناز ناررر
بيت اسطوري
Pure evil.
My own words-is that a Pegasus,I shouldn't have took acid while playing the,Sega geniuses
Can I use this on a mixtape please??:)
No
ok
who's arm not leg
i need a glass of henny fast, before i hit the store,
without a blunt in my hand, i aint walkin out the door,
i down my drink, light the bic with one flick
take a puff and re-up another cup of this shit.
here's another silly willy rap digital rhyme, call me the second skinny biggie, so full with soul food, my soul fools the fool who I do a rap battle to, I take number two while I'm writin, who's neck belongs to this noose? I'm, knottn it loose, I'm spottn uh couple of wandering eyes, you pondering guys, to spooked, to lift a finger within range of a dominant mind, who just like Marshall gets bored of his lines but, I haven't put out anything just a couple of rhymes, sheets of paper in my closet of nikes, yikes okay we understand, here smoke this blunt quit spilling your pride, fvck it I guess it's just the way I am, so here I go keep yelling the truth.
'yo i'm finna rip this bruh, spit some of that hot ass fire ayee'
-just spit and stop warning us like that brodie at least make the track first or something lmao
Eminem got killed on this
😂😂😂😂😂😂 You're hilarious
I'm feelin kinda fucked up,
Still got time for those requests?
lyrical gymnastics back flips to snatch kids
miracle acrobatics have to practice on a mattress
satirical mathematics rapping addicts having static
serial killer habits laughing rabid tactics
you must be bat shit cause that verse was straight ass kid/ please read this and act quick and go throw it in your trash bin/ i spit fire off the top like a match stick , you could never match this and if you tried you'd get that back bent.
your off that not dopeness