Good morning Haha Wake ur mother f*ckin asses up yo with us or what Good morning Haha Wake ur mother f*ckin asses up Wake ur mother f*ckin asses up Wake ur mother f*ckin asses up Yo wit us or what Well come on then u know what time it is Stop sleepin on my roof bi*ch For whatever its worth, it’s worth havin my a*s whipped Cause I’m a have the last lift that had ever kissed a*s worth I just can’t get past the little pissed ass That wanna be born bad asses so bad And they so mad they cant stand it Cause we can and they can’t speak And they cant handle it like a man And that’s when it just happens I snap and it’s a wrap and it’s a scrap and it isn’t rap is it? Hip hop isn’t a sport anymore When u gotta go and resort back to that shit Maybe I’m old fashion but my passion is to smash any one rappin without havin to slap them Believe my I’d much rather have to lift a pencil than a bi*ch when I’m pissed out But it alls depends on how far it gets took on the mic Cause I’m telling u right now ur not gonna like it Cause if I get pushed over the edge I’m pullin u wit me U poke a stick at a pit bull u get bit Ur words stick to u like crazy glue when u dis me Cause they just bounce off me like bullets do 50 I’m the beautiful instinct And ur gonna miss me when I’m gone Like keith murray when he threw his cool and hit a girl accidentally I threw this with swifty, kon and kuniva, bizzy and proof r u wit me
Chorus – (eminem) Good morning Everybody good morning Kick ur shoes off mother f*ckers good morning Cause we get it on Till the break of down And wake ur a*s up mother f*cker its morning Cause we aint leavin till 6 in the morning So help us sing along with the words of the song And if u don’t know the words an u can’t sing along And fake like u know em mother f*ckers an join in And every body come on
(swifty) The media a pitomy of beef starter And the party with heat Its hard to keep u alive one Fuck snugs I walk in a club with shot guns Constantly poppin slugs Aint hot son but I got one The bosses of all bosses I holocast anyone who ever ain’t catious In a house with dog shit I’m a gothic death product, you’ll stop breathin You’ll die quicker than mach speed without bleedin And it ain’t about whatch u reading When u meet me u better speak like a seasons greetin Either that or we’ll be beefin frequent Niggas need a e just to speak shit Your leader is boutique bi*ch Keep the heater where u can reach quick I snipe u with it and we don’t even keep it a secret I did it from a mind of mental patient When glocks wave u can save the conversation for Satan You brave?
Chorus – (Eminem) Good morning Everybody good morning Kick ur shoes off mother f*cker good morning Cause we get it on Till the break of down And wake ur a*s up mother f*cker its morning Cause we aint leavin till 6 in the morning So help us sing along with the words of the song And if u don’t know the words an u can’t sing along And fake like u know em mother f*ckers an join in And every body come on
(kuniva) Yo yo I heard u niggas don’t like us But so what this beef is like What the f*ck did he say in his rap em? I can see that he’s just a punk I mean these niggas squeeze on me Please I’m seeing guts I don’t need no enemies as my family a couple of trucks Am I empty seein them ? I empty out them ? to fight u In front of every reporter that I don’t like No need for metaphors I get urs across when I write So emotions enough to say f*ck u bi*ch An I don’t like u WHAT I might as well just give this up like heavy sales And just f*ck an leave d 12 and this blunt We cant self disrupt I’ve never felt it this much Come on fellas, get up We got to fight like bugs Last night of his life
(kon artist) I walk with a limp Pistol hangin off tha hip I’m awkward an quick enough And sick when sparkin a fith Your carcass is split even The beef is partially thick We can’t take u serious You a comedy skit U probably wish that u Could be out shootin them G’s But the only thing u shoot is the breeze I can’t believe u speakin on movin keys But every time we hear u kick it The only thing u sellin is wolf tickets I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack So when they bust you better bust back And get ur guts clapped outta ur stomach And when they want it (yeah) I bring a hundred niggas from runave So get ur gun and if ur comin
Chorus – (eminem) Good morning Everybody good morning Kick ur shoes off mother f*cker good morning Cause we get it on Till the break of down And wake ur a*s up mother f*cker its morning Cause we aint leavin till 6 in the morning So help us sing along with the words of the song And if u don’t know the words an u can’t sing along And fake like u know em mother f*ckers an join in And every body come on
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