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[ Intro ] [Eminem ] Ayo, yo, this motherfucken Eminem, Dirty Dozen 'Bout to show you how we set it when we come through Know what I'm sayin', word up, bitch motherfuckers better raise up y'all motherfuckers better raise up, ayo buss it [ Verse 1 ] [ Eminem ] Ayo, I'ma pit-bull terrier, triple darin' ya, scarin' ya with a derringer ready to make you wet like a Submariner, tearin' ya frame out with homicidal lines Bringin' the drama an the trauma to ya mama's vital signs (Blaw!) A verbal shot fired, this mic's been hot wired, uppercuts to your chin knockin' your snot skyward Rappers wanna be screenplay actors, so I'm givin' them spine fractures like linebackers on the Green Bay Packers, an roll over 'em backwards Dirty Dozen, I'm someone you just don't wanna see like a nerdy cousin So keep your distance when I get this tense, you see my fist clench It's gonna be some bullets dispensed, you besta keep yo premescence fixed Your mistense, any resistance, get you voided like mis-prints You'll end up with no teeth left makin' a beef threat When I look up on your set, don't get it twisted like Keith Sweat [ Chorus ] [ Eminem ] When I get the bussin, you best be get to jumpin I'm touchin' somethin', fool I'm comin' through dumpin My beat's bumpin', you hear it thumpin', that oughta tell you somethin Bitch I'm comin' through dumpin Bullets hit you, your heart stops pumpin', you blood starts clumpin I'm comin' through dumpin If you don't know you best make an assumption, I got you slumpin Fool I'm comin' through dumpin [ Verse 2 ] [ Proof ] A proven fact my pact got your whole team movin' back We never losin' slack, I paid dues in rap I'm runnin' crews my shoes are tapped My right is choosin' gats, my thugs ?-use ?-acks Relax an catch a contact, to an amusin' track, slugs dispatched On any street risen? mismatched My team'll get busy like rednecks on some 6 packs My fist crack the featherweight, my word's'll never break A clever snake'll be forever fake, let me get this cheddar straight Makin' dough is a part, so is the heart, my flow is the art Me an the mic Gomez like Lois & Clark Weapons concealed until death, now see 'em, my chrome shatter bones that lack calcium, Knockin' domes out the ballpark, your dawgs is all bark, plus you got a small heart Now save them corny lines for Hallmark I wanna the sunny days & money paid in they figures A microphone fiend an on my own team there's fake niggas Mum's they rocked the cradle, I spot the fable They made the shop an stable, with grass top the table The glock enable when I pop the fatal, phonies that I plot pre-natal wax The player haters never make it back I'm dumpin [ Chorus ] [ Eminem ] When I get the bussin, you best be get the jumpin I'm touchin' somethin', fool I'm comin' through dumpin My beat's bumpin', you hear it thumpin', that oughta tell you somethin Bitch I'm comin' through dumpin Bullets hit you, your heart stops pumpin', you blood starts clumpin I'm comin' through dumpin If you don't know you best make an assumption, I got you slumpin I'm comin' through straight dumpin [ Verse 3 ] [ B-Flat ] Ayo, We don't say fat, we stay scroll? bizness The 3rd nigga on the mic, representin Rough Anopolies? Ain't shit stoppin' us, old school like Cold Crush Spice & dice MC's on the mic like cold cuts Live N direct, comin' straight from the debt? where niggas keep it real an make these girls panties wet I can't forget the D.J., he play, we say funky type of shit that make the crowd wanna flip We don't bust clips, guns is not in us, but when shit gets deep it's a must that we bust I'ma lay lead on the head, for afro's and fazaball head's all the way down to the dreads 40's we drink, endo's we smoke, and the rims that we ride on, is true these are spokes, tryes No ally the Micheals? but they don't live on ?Myers? Bitches pussy tight, here comes the dick pliers What's my name, call me siah, rewind on the mic like titty dancers on a fire When you hear my beats, kickin' live crowds jumpin', I'm comin' through dumpin [ Chorus ] [ B-Flat ] Other MC's like Doug-E-Fresh ain't sayin' nuttin Bitch nigga I'm comin' through dumpin Go to the church, ill have the dick an cold humpin Cause my shit be comin' through dumpin [ Verse 4 ] [ Eye Kyu ] When I'm lifted, don't quiz this it ain't worth it to risk it I'm quick with the gift & twice as swift with a biscuit Headed back to fresh off a niggas ass around Christmas They know it's what time of year, they be expectin' my visits Doin' Ninety on the encil, rushin' to get there to twist you niggas like a pretzel Blows come in three's like Godfather Trilogy I'm Michael Corleone with this mic, bitch y'all aint killin me Let me see some heads and make sure y'all feelin' me I'm stickin' you up for all props and y'all gone give 'em up willingly Rap is my life and that's why everyday i live it Punchin' holes in the flow of wack rappers like a rivet mad nigga in here is bringin' drama this thick When they try to come up shorter than floods on a mdget Shiit, can ya dig it? [ Chorus ] [ Eye Kyu ] Crew comin' through with somethin Guaranteed to have your whole fucken block jumpin', we comin' through dumpin When we come, we got your knees crumblin', y'all niggas ain't sayin' nuttin Cause we comin dumpin What you talkin', nigga get to walkin', see ya bitch ass crew halkin But we goin' get to dumpin You don't want it, go ahead an back up of it, I'ma let you know how it is nigga's just be dumpin