[Verse 1: LL COOL J]
Do you remember first time you heard the legend in leather?
The career ender with the road-killer stuck to his fender
I'm on another bender, drunk off the power
That make a coward surrender as I devour contenders
Talkin' foul of whoever, your head is 'bout to get severed
Then I bounce it with pleasure, I'm pouring out Amaretto
Homies, I won't forgеt 'em, so tap the bottle and pour it
Supermodels I ignore 'em, later on it's like porn
Reincarnation of the Ripper, I give stitches and chest zippers
Cinderella's get propellered out their glass slippers
Time is tickin', giving ass whoopin's how we keep the cash flippin'
[Verse 2: Eminem & LL COOL J]
What? A supa-dupa switch up (What?)
I can't understand a single word you're saying
I think you have syrup brain
'Bout to finish you like polyurethane (Huh)
All that molly probably sure to drain your spinal fluid from your vertebrae
This the Murdergram and I brought my murder game
My shit fire, that is why you log on it like Duraflame
But as far as boulevards, I'm talking 'bout Farmers like insurance claims (Pff)
I just blew your girl away, but she on so much blow and lean (What?)
I call that fucking ho Katrina, somebody better give her a cane
[Verse 3: LL COOL J & Eminem]
And that's on everything (What?), she love my heavy chain
My yellow diamond shining, got her whipping like lemon meringue
Stripping in front of the gang, she's slipping inside of the Range
Quick to go out with a bang, it's like I threw out a grenade
Once you pull the pin, that's when the killing will begin
You feel me pulling off your skin, I really came to get it and deliver
Murdergrams, turn over your ambulance, thirty bullets in advance
Candlelight and crying fans, we gon' win it by a land-slide up behind you, testing my rifle
Give blessings to my disciples, professional I'm a sniper
Like eight miles away, me and Marshall doing murders
With dirty burners, break them down and melt them in the furnace
Do you remember first time you heard the legend in leather?
The career ender with the road-killer stuck to his fender
I'm on another bender, drunk off the power
That make a coward surrender as I devour contenders
Talkin' foul of whoever, your head is 'bout to get severed
Then I bounce it with pleasure, I'm pouring out Amaretto
Homies, I won't forgеt 'em, so tap the bottle and pour it
Supermodels I ignore 'em, later on it's like porn
Reincarnation of the Ripper, I give stitches and chest zippers
Cinderella's get propellered out their glass slippers
Time is tickin', giving ass whoopin's how we keep the cash flippin'
[Verse 2: Eminem & LL COOL J]
What? A supa-dupa switch up (What?)
I can't understand a single word you're saying
I think you have syrup brain
'Bout to finish you like polyurethane (Huh)
All that molly probably sure to drain your spinal fluid from your vertebrae
This the Murdergram and I brought my murder game
My shit fire, that is why you log on it like Duraflame
But as far as boulevards, I'm talking 'bout Farmers like insurance claims (Pff)
I just blew your girl away, but she on so much blow and lean (What?)
I call that fucking ho Katrina, somebody better give her a cane
[Verse 3: LL COOL J & Eminem]
And that's on everything (What?), she love my heavy chain
My yellow diamond shining, got her whipping like lemon meringue
Stripping in front of the gang, she's slipping inside of the Range
Quick to go out with a bang, it's like I threw out a grenade
Once you pull the pin, that's when the killing will begin
You feel me pulling off your skin, I really came to get it and deliver
Murdergrams, turn over your ambulance, thirty bullets in advance
Candlelight and crying fans, we gon' win it by a land-slide up behind you, testing my rifle
Give blessings to my disciples, professional I'm a sniper
Like eight miles away, me and Marshall doing murders
With dirty burners, break them down and melt them in the furnace
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