[Intro: Eminem & Kon Artis]
*Gun being cocked*
I'm gonna get my gun!
This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
Man, what the p—?! Em! Em! What the fuck you doing, man?!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
I got something for his ass
Calm down!
No, you calm down!
Man, what—?! What's your problem?!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
Fuck that! The motherfucker wants to pop shit to me?!
Man! He wasn't popping shit!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
You heard him, he was popping that shit!
What shit?!
That shit! You heard him!
He asked for your autograph!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
[Verse 1: Swifty McVay & Eminem]
I'm mass murderer, pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting through bricks
I mix anything together, I done guillotine a nigga
Keep a heater that pop clips with seventeen or better
I'll be severing heads, I'm in everyone's nightmare
A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds
Send the niggas that'll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, there's nothing that you can do
Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft
Get you're balls blew off, from a sawed-off, I'm raw dog
Crazier then all y'all, wet you like the navy when I'm angry
You'll never catch me hanging in a Narc's car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagles will eat through people
When I see you I'mma heat your beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and (I'm gonna get my gun!)
*Gun being cocked*
I'm gonna get my gun!
This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
Man, what the p—?! Em! Em! What the fuck you doing, man?!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
I got something for his ass
Calm down!
No, you calm down!
Man, what—?! What's your problem?!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
Fuck that! The motherfucker wants to pop shit to me?!
Man! He wasn't popping shit!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
You heard him, he was popping that shit!
What shit?!
That shit! You heard him!
He asked for your autograph!
(I'm gonna get my gun!)
[Verse 1: Swifty McVay & Eminem]
I'm mass murderer, pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting through bricks
I mix anything together, I done guillotine a nigga
Keep a heater that pop clips with seventeen or better
I'll be severing heads, I'm in everyone's nightmare
A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds
Send the niggas that'll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, there's nothing that you can do
Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft
Get you're balls blew off, from a sawed-off, I'm raw dog
Crazier then all y'all, wet you like the navy when I'm angry
You'll never catch me hanging in a Narc's car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagles will eat through people
When I see you I'mma heat your beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and (I'm gonna get my gun!)
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