Famous Gilbert asked:


is a eminem song
There’s a certain mystique when I speak, That you notice that’s sorta unique, Cause you know it’s me, my poetry’s deep, And I’m still matic the way I flow to this beat, You can’t sit still, it’s like tryin to smoke crack And go to sleep, I’m strapped, Just knowing any minute I could snap, I’m the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped, I bully these rappers so bad lyrically, It ain’t even funny, I ain’t even hungry, It ain’t even money, you can’t pay me enough For you to play me, it’s cockamanie, You just ain’t zaney enough to rock with , My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo, I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kit an’ kaboodle, I’m just brutal. It’s no rumour, I’m numero uno, assume it, There’s no humour in it no more, you know I’m rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag, You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass You better love me… bitch

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