Ill Shit On You

Da da, da da, da da

[Eminem]

Ill Shit On You

I will Shit On You

Ill Shit On You

Girl you know its true

Ill Shit On You

Bitch or man

Ill Shit On You

I will Shit On You

[Swifty]

I remain fatter than gluttony

Taping bombs to the back of record companies

Blow them up if they aint want me

The National Guard, they scared to hunt me

I love beef; I got you hoes duckin me

A drug thief, bitch Ill take your marijuana

These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner

I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas

You can act a fool if you wanna (bitch)

Its this lyrical piranha

Strapped with a grenade, in the pool with your mama

Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom

Twist nothin up like a condom

Slap it if you fuckers got a problem

When I see them, you hoes ending up in a fuckin mausoleum

Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM

Pull in the garage while you screamin

Keep the motor on then Im leaving (Ill Shit On You!)

Ill shit on you!

(Ill Shit On You!)

Chorus: Eminem

I dont give a fuck about you or your car

(Ill Shit On You!)

Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch

(Ill Shit On You!)

Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family

(Ill Shit On You!)

[Bizarre]

Im a alcoholic with the fucking toilet

Pass the hot dogs (Bizarre arent you Islamic?)

Bitch shut your fucking mouth

Ima keep eating till Richard Simmons comes to my house

with a chain saw to cut me out

Ill fuck your wife

I had sex since I met her

Im to busy fucking, your 12 year old baby sitter

And all women aint shit

Only good for cooking, cleaning

and sucking dick and thats it (I said it)

I was responsible for killing John Candy

I got Jonbenet Ramsey in my Ninety Eight Camry

I dont give a fuck who you are

Ill shit on anybody

Truly yours the idiotic Bizarre

[Eminem]

My adolescent years werent shit till what I do now

I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down

The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in

The more ignorant, the incident, is I fit in

Ignoring the shit how boring it gets

When theres no one to hit

I dont know when to quit throwing a fit

I know Im a bit flaky but they make me

Its they who raised me and say the can take me

Its they who legs I brake and make achy

Its they who mistake me and make me so angry

(Ill Shit On You!) Ill spit on you

Start pissing and do the opposite on you

You werent listening, I said Ill cop a squat on you

Start spilling my guts like chicken cordon blew and

Straight shit like Notorious did to that bitch

on his skit on his last album

Pull my pants down and..

Chorus

[Kon Artist]

Is Richard Pryor still alive?

If not Im sicker than he was prior to him dying (what?)

Born brainless, this steel aint stainless

Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it

Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with

Will hang you up naked by your ankles dangling

My need I stay strangling

I dont need your help

If you gon give me the pussy

Ill un-loosen my belt (Ill Shit On You!)

Ill punch your daddy not, your moms kinda cock

Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks

Buck fifty cross your neck

Floss your teck, Ill beat you with it across your chest

Its only right I jack your car keys and run

[Kuniva]

Spent all of my ad cements on weed and guns

For fun, when Im drunk

Ill run a truck through the weed house

Jump out and beat your peeps down worst than Steve Stout

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, yall dont wanna brawl

Thats like D-Bo fightin Peablo Bryson (Ill Shit On You)

So what you hollering and yelling about

I will shit on you I dont care who you are

Ill reach in your mouth and pull your fucking skeleton out

Niggas get hit with a two piece, "Bling Bling"

With a poisonous sting

Im such a violent thing

I will shit on you I dont care who you are

(Ill Shit On You!)

I dont give a fuck about you or your car

(Ill Shit On You!)

Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch

(Ill Shit On You!)

Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family

Once I get on two, hits of X

[Eminem]

(Ill Shit On You!)

My disk slips and disconnects

Till I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck

But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects

(Cmon, Ill Shit On You!)

Over reaction is my only reaction

Which only sets off a chain reaction

and puts five more zainiac than 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 bitches too {*Bullets spray*}

A lot of people say misoginistic which is true

I cant deny it matter of fact I stand by it

So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot

If you dont wanna get stampeded then stand quiet

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