[Hook: Eminem]
Yall better leave dat boy alone
Cause if they don't, yall know he gon' come back on 'em
And they don't want him to come back strong
I wouldn't dare get that boy going
I said leave dat boy alone
Cause yall don't know him
That there boy he out cold
And that there boy he been known
To tear some sh** up when he in that zone
[Bridge 2X: Eminem]
Better leave that boy alone
Better leave that boy alone
Better leave that boy alone
Cause you don't want to get that boy going
[Verse 1: Swift]
It's my attitude that's making me bust sh**
I ain't to be f**ed with
So basically n***as wasting they time trying to touch Swift
I run with a bunch of k**ers that dealt with punks
Be turning ghost 'fore you be looking at yourself get stomped
I'm a dysfunctional ba*tard who will puncture your a**
With a mag and, I'll be glad to send another one after you
Without no hesitation, I'll run up in your house and wake your spouse up
And give her gun to mouth resuscitation
A n***as information, they haunted and they sad
Got you mad cause they sh**ting through their stomach in a bag
We coming too strong so its irrelevant to blast you
We master ready, slash like relatives of Manson
When you hear us n***as think it's elephants dancing
Coming here is the worst mistake that could ever happen
When I'm in my vehicle, I'm pulling you in
I guarantee the world will never see you again
Motherf**er
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kon Artis]
Honest to god I usually try to keep to my self
But it's kinda hard when you surrounded by ignorants, well
Let me explain something to ya
A real street n***a ain't trying to get in the streets
He's trying to get out, feel me?
And he ain't the type of dude to pop a E and get drunk
And wave his heat all in the air like he's some dumb ho punk
At least a soldier in the army lose his life over a cause
That n***a's dying over pride to prove he got balls
I play keyboards, I don't play beef
You borrow guns, I own sh** that explode when it hit
You think it's fun that you home sick and you can't really get sleep
Cause you done laid a n***a down, but that ain't me
Well my conscience won't allow me to make decisions in vain
I'm a man, I do my business and I do it again
If you take it to that level, I take it to whoever
Want to harm me and my family, Runyon Avenue forever
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kuniva]
Now people know I live trifling, I express it through writing
If you can't feel it, then I must express it through fighting
And I just bought me a new gauge and added on a new knife
And I strike people so fast, n***as think I threw lightning
Clash with a few titans, blasted a few hype men
Been hara**ed by two dykes who wanted lou pikner
Plus you know I'm too violent, to be out with you whiling
Cause as soon as you driving I'm a spit a few 5 ones
And I love to Kuniv' son, and you left a live one
I know how to hide guns, from skinny to wide ones
Go buy me a long sub and hide it inside buns
You looking for hoes, and up in here you going find none
You n***as done tried once, and you can kiss my nuts
You soft little dry c*nts, get stomped till your eyes shut
No time for the why whats, I'm writing these five words
"f** you dick riding n***as," count it, it's five words
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Outro]
Swifty McVay (that boy he hot to d**h)
Mr. Porter (that boy he hot to d**h)
THE Kuniva (that boy he hot to d**h)
Yep, better step before you get beat to d**h
Yall dont want to get dem there boys
Dem there boys be makin noise
Dem there boys got all kind of toys
You better step before you get destroyed
D12
Dem there boys they hot to d**h them boys