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D12 lyrics : "Get My Gun"

I'm gonna get my gun!

[Eminem:] This mother$#&@er wants to disrespect me?
[Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the $#&@ you doing man?
[Eminem:] I got something for his $$#.

[Kon Artis:] Calm Down
[Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!
[Kon Artis:] Man. . what's you're problem?

[Eminem:] $#&@ that! The mother$#&@er want's to pop %#@! to
[Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn't poppin' %#@!.

[Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin' them %#@!
[Kon Artis:] What %#@!?
[Eminem:] That %#@!! You heard him!

[Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!

[Swifty McVay]

A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can
My %#@! be shooting threw bricks

I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a ^!$$%
Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare

A ^!$$% that can never ever be scared of the feds
And the ^!$$%s that'll $#&@ with you
Stab and brass knuckle you

Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
Enough with you're mother$#&@ing tough talk, you're soft
Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?

Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry
You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil

Desert Eagle's will eat threw people
When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow
$#&@ being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .


This mother$#&@er's poppin' that %#@!
Nah $#&@ that i'll be right back

Nah mother$#&@er $#&@ you
You ain't disrespecting me like that

Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
(*##$ how you like that?

Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped
Nice one, (*##$ this is my gat



I bring it to ^!$$%s looking as if they want trouble
I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double
Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'

I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'
Squat under trucks and screaming "that ^!$$%'s bluffin'"
I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"

I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
My ^!$$% Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow
Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo

'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's
You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try

Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders
A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor

I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap (*##$
My car is right across the street (*##$ and . . (I'M GONNA GET

My whole outfit count clips

Get you're house lit the $#&@ up
You're spouse %#@!, and you're mouse clip
Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send
Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin
I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see him

When I @@#! back might put the door on you're friends
Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin
Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim
I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb
Get a eye full of lead when I slight you're lights out

With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out
Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout
$#&@ the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)
$#&@ that run (*##$!
Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me

?Aint no probably be home lonley?

[Chorus fades to background music]
Dumbass mother$#&@ers allways gotta come to me with some dumb

. . .Mother$#&@ing. . . I don't told this mother$#&@er. .
Wassup (*##$!? Autograph this!. . .oh %#@!

I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...!#@*!

My %#@! is all jammed up!...UGH!
C'mon you @@#!-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-$#&@ing piece
of %#@!, shoot...AH!
Yeah!, wattup (*##$!? say that %#@! again!
Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted
back in his shin
Went threw his (*##$ on his way back, hit his friend

Payback homie, don't play that %#@! is spin
To be on I told you to leave this %#@! alone
And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aim
Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg
Its like . . .

[Kon Artis]
Bang, Bang, Bang, ^!$$%, Pow, Pow, Pow
Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'"
But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?
They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm %#@! down (Chill
out man)
$#&@ that I got a bone to pick

You said it then have settle like some grown man %#@!
Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?
Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously
I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina
Step in between us and get shot
?But get seperated with the squeaza?

You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!


Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
Its been one hour and (*##$ my photo's aint ready

Picture's of my dog and my family reunion
It's been two hours and my $#&@ing days ruined
Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?
Have my pictures on $#&@ing Philips 38
That's why I don't be $#&@ing battle rapping
'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the $#&@ happens (Gun
Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed
This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him
I'm ready to blow this (*##$es brains out
I'm nervous, I farted, some %#@! came out
Times up, shot her with a gun
Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy %#@! I, regret it. . .
All because I wanted to see Elton John naked

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