Mr. Porter - sh** on You lyrics
[Hook 1: Eminem] I'll sh** on you -- da da, da da, da da I'll sh** on you -- da da, da da, da da I'll sh** on you -- da da, da da, da da I'll sh** on you -- da da, da da, da da I'll sh** on you! I will sh** on you I'll sh** on you! Girl you know, its true I'll sh** on you! b**h or man, its true I'll sh** on you! I will sh** on you [Verse 1: Swifty McVay] I remain fatter than gluttony Taping bombs to the back of record companies Blow 'em up if they ain't wantin me The national guard, they scared of huntin' me I love beef; I got you hoes ducking me A drug thief, b**h I'll take your marijuana These slugs'll keep your a** away from my corner I drown n***as in hundred degree saunas You can act a fool if ya wanna (b*atch!) It's this lyrical piranha Strapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom Twist nuttin' up like a condom Slap it if you f**ers got a problem When I see 'em, you hoes ending up in a f**ing mausoleum Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM Pull in the garage while you screaming Keep the motor on then I'm leaving (I'll sh** on you!) I'll sh** on you! [Hook 2: Eminem] I will sh** on you I don't care who you are I'll sh** on you! I don't give a f** about you or your car I'll sh** on you! f** your house, f** your j**elry and f** your watch I'll sh** on you! f** your wife, f** your kids, f** your family I'll sh** on you! [Verse 2: Bizarre] I'm a alcoholic, where's the f**ing toilet? Pa** the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?) b**h, shut your f**ing mouth I'mma keep eating 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house With a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out!) I'll f** your wife, I had s** since I met her Too busy f**ing with your twelve year old baby sitter (hahaha) And all women ain't sh** - only good for cooking, cleaning And s**ing dick - and that's it! (I said it) I'm responsible for k**ing John Candy Got Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry I don't give a f** who you are I'll sh** on anybody; truly yours the idiotic Bizarre [Verse 3: Eminem] My adolescent years weren't sh** to what I do now I never grew up, I was born grown and grew down The older I get, the dumber the sh**, I get in The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in Ignoring the sh** how boring it gets When there's no one to hit I don't know when to quit throwing a fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me It's they who egged me and say they can take me It's they who legs I brake and make achy It's they who mistake me and make me so ANGRY! (I'll sh** on you!) I'll spit on you Start pissing and do the opposite on you You weren't listening, I said I'll cop a squat on you Start spilling my guts like chicken cordon bleu and Straight sh** like Notorious B.I.G. did to that b**h On his skit on his last album Pull my pants down and [Hook 2: Eminem] I will sh** on you I don't care who you are I'll sh** on you! I don't give a f** about you or your car I'll sh** on you! f** your house, f** your j**elry and f** your watch I'll sh** on you! f** your wife, f** your kids, f** your family I'll sh** on you! [Verse 4: Kon Artis] Is Richard Pryor still alive? If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dying (what?) Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it b**h bring it, these n***as that I hang with I hang you up naked by your ankles dangling (oww, oww) My need I stay strangling, I don't need your help If you don't give me the p**y I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll sh** on you!) I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda co*k Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks Buck fifty cross your neck Floss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest [Verse 5: Kuniva] Yo, it's only right I jack your car keys and run Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns For fun, when I'm drunk I'll run a truck through the weed house Jump out and beat ya peeps down worse than Steve Stoute Put you in chokeholds I learned last week From the Police man who caught me stealing weed from his jeep (hey, hey, hey!) I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl That's like Deebo fighting Peabo Bryson (I'll sh** on you!) f** what you hollering and yelling about I'll reach in your mouth and pull your f**ing skeleton out! n***as get hit wit a two piece; (bling bling) Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing [Hook 2: Eminem] I will sh** on you I don't care who you are I'll sh** on you! I don't give a f** about you or your car I'll sh** on you! f** your house, f** your j**elry and f** your watch I'll sh** on you! f** your wife, f** your kids, f** your family I'll sh** on you! [Verse 6: Eminem] Once I get on two, hits of X My disk slips and disconnects 'til I walk around this b**h with a twisted neck But still sh** on the first b**h who disrespects (c'mon, I'll sh** on you!) Over reaction is my only reaction Which only sets off a chain reaction And puts five more zany acting maniacs in action A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters And spilling liters of blood like swimming pools Shiesty individuals shoot at b**hes too {*bullets spray*} A lot of people say misogynistic which is true I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by as I start up a damn riot If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll sh** on you!) [Hook 2: Eminem] I will sh** on you I don't care who you are I'll sh** on you! I don't give a f** about you or your car I'll sh** on you! f** your house, f** your j**elry and f** your watch I'll sh** on you! f** your wife, f** your kids, f** your family I'll sh** on you! You heard me {*Eminem laughs*} b**h, I'll sh** on you D12 will sh** on you I'll sh** on you Your life Your wife Your kids Your car I'll sh** on you Your house Your spouse Your rings Your things I'll sh** on you I'll sh** on you I'll sh** on you I'll sh** on you