Eminem - When To Stand Up lyrics

Artist: dj jazzy jeff f/ eminem and parl yams (scratched) (3x): "no...you hear me! you go to hell" -> mr. garrison [eminem] Yo At birth i was born with the biggest middle finger on earth The first time i went to stick it up the sh** hurt Moms wouldn't take it, the b**h still hates me One day she said, "go rake leaves," i said, "make me!" I'm proud to announce i was probably the first kid Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth Arguing with me and mom was on-going She called law enforcement when i broke the law mower The s*ut gave me a truck when i turned sixteen I went to start it and it screamed, "please fix me!" Back then, when will smith was still the fresh prince And him and jeff were still best friends, i guess then I decided to cut cla** to rap full time And get the f** outta the fake school and rhyme Anybody who thinks this f**in attitude is a gimmick Come and see me, see if i don't live up to this image Break sh**! (scratched) (4x): "no...you hear me! you go to hell!" [parl yams] Yo, y'all rappers have never learned That's why i'm f**in wit y'all Run around telling n***as they can f** wit parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven Walk around ripping on n***as madder than james evans My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like kool keith f** like you stole from me, and rules the streets I don't wanna have to f** you up, so cool cease Parl yams be the chosen thug What i spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug Run the streets while you're stuck at home My temper life bushwick bill f**er leave me the f** alone I've been jealous since n***as was windmillin' These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin' And moms just told me to act, i've been wheelin' So boy just slow your deck, i've been stealin' I wet rappers cause it's me and em I guess i just ain't give a f** like eminem Burglarize take busts with the slugs Come in your window like (? ? ?) and bustin' your club Put the heat up i teach them n***az what to s** And my young lords, when to stand up and light the dutch (scratched) (4x): "no...you hear me! you go to hell!" [eminem] I ended my last show with a horse swingin' a la**o Drunk with the a**hole ripped out of an old bathrobe Cause i don't give a f**, you better understand that Two zantacs i give a f** if i sound whack Billboard, d** is what i k** for I'm happy gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form I'm in to mingle but i plan to stay single Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle Sike, i'm 24 thursday; six more birthdays And i'm blowin my brains out when i'm thirty As long as my heart beats i'ma keep tryin to see How much speed i can eat before i fall the f** asleep So "i'm the rapper, he's the dj" I'm the one thats got the six year old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k" So jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "no!") Y'all can kiss my a** until your lips stick to my pants (scratched) (5x): "no...you hear me! you go to hell!"