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[Violent J]
Straight out of Warren, bitch you a joke
Sucking so much dick your fucking lips smoke
With your silly ass pretty boy rap
Be muggin and thuggin sittin on Dre's lap.

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Pull a gat on my thug, no bullets or nothing,
you shaking, stumbling,
nervous, fumbling,
scared to death, screamin for help,
So damn shook you almost shot yourself.

[J]
Little radio thug with your preppy smile,
Got everybody hoppin outta 35 miles,
tellin us we fake Little faggot (?),
I'ma knock your teeth out the back of your neck.

[Shaggy (Violent J)]
You might have little girls cryin and shit,
But the detroit thugs aint buying your shit.
(Run your ass back to Dr Dre and open your butt)
Little groupie ass boy get fucked!

[Chorus - J]
Dumbass (Dumbass),
Bitchass (Bitchass),
Weakass (Weakass),
BEEEAAAAAATCH!
Eminem ain't nothing but a bitch (bitch)
Eminem ain't nothing but a bitch (bitch)
Weakass (Markass),
Punkass (Punkass),
Bitchass (Bitchass),
BEEEAAAAAATCH!
Eminem ain't nothing but a bitch (bitch)
Sissy ass radio bitch (bitch)

[J]
Wait a minute don't run, what's up with that?
I'm just trying to give you this 300 bucks back,
That you gave to Twiztid so you could open up their show
You little pussy ass hoe!

[Shaggy]
Look at us dog who put us on the map?
3 plat, 2 gold, and we still like that,
We did it alone without a D.R.E
But he owns and knows your butt like a pussy.

[J]
Husband!, tell me where she at,
Everybody be fucking that bitch you don't see that?
I know 3 people she fucked on you,
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