Eminem - f** Off lyrics

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Eminem - f** Off lyrics

A shimmy shimmy go go motherf**in' pop It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock sh** I'm on top b**h and rock for tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips I get all the money, p**y falls like rain Been gettin' laid and paid, that's why I never complain If I ain't in it for the money, I'm in it for the P It's 1998 yo and you still can't f** with me You don't be f**in' with the blue eye f**in' with my 2-5 up your f**in' a** like my shoe size I got a new vibe, kinda like voodoo You do what we say and we'll do what we wanna do We're f**in' up your city and we're f**in' up your program f**in' all your b**hes, we can f**in' give a goddamn Twisted Brown gets down with no a**istance We won't quit until we're banned from existence Persistence pays if that holds true Then I'm gonna buy this f**in' planet before the time I'm through I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no fakin' So I'm gonna get what I got coming and the rest I'm takin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and sh** You act like a motherf**er's brand new at this sh** But I've been true to this sh** givin' my heart and soul Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' pa**ed as coal So f** off sh** With my pants half hangin' off my a** and sh** Bowl filled with hash, pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack 'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa diddy up and down you block And the 10 Karat Kid with my triggers co*kin' The K, the I the D R O C K, motherf**er And you still don't know me So blow me b**h, I don't rock for cancer I rock for the cash and the topless dancers Don't have no answers so pa** the joint I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit I ride like Senna in the Indy 5 And get live with that which gets me high Strive for perfection, this much is true We do what we say, you say what we do Kid Rock, I couldn't be no Bozo And I get to much P to ever be no h*mo Rock from Soho to Arizona I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna I roam the country like a Greyhound bus Put faith in lust, it ain't God I trust I'm not Peter Pan, I don't f** with fairies But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries And Harry Carey couldn't call my game f**ed so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame And I show no shame from coast to coast I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast f** off Yeah, right in your motherf**in' a** b**h With that Detroit city sh** ain't sh** switched we're on the same script Nothing new since '76, Kid Rock Yo Slim Shady, come break these motherf**ers off Yo tell the world to hold their breath, they're breathing the wrong air This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair Two white boys who spike punch and light joints Hang around d**, loud music and like noise Slim Shady and Brown Trucker, another bunch of mother f**ers Who hate the world as much as each other And I ain't leaving this party tonight Till I see some naked b**hes dancin' around, drunk, touchin' each other Rum and Pepsi got your perception of me sketchy 'Cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me 'Cause all I do is curse and f** So when I do 'shrooms you all better give me two rooms 'Cause I'm f**in' the first one up So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars 'Cause you know I'm losin' it when I'm rappin' to rock guitars This is for children who break rules, people that straight fool And ever single teenager that hates school f** off

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