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Session One - Eminem Slaughterhouse [USUM71016838] (320)

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[00:03.82] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise!

[00:09.94] Aww shit, yeah

[00:14.46] Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?

[00:18.17] Aight, well I brought some friends with me too

[00:24.56] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back

[00:26.96] I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks

[00:29.61] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black

[00:32.27] Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac

[00:35.19] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturing

[00:37.24] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurring

[00:40.08] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurring

[00:42.74] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble!

[00:46.19] What's occurring before, after and during the show

[00:48.83] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa

[00:51.51] What is it, wordplay? No I'm pushing you out the door

[00:54.16] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow

[00:57.10] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishing a hoe

[00:59.75] It's pandemonium standing know when you see him, oh

[01:02.93] Damn baby you look good, you're giving me wood

[01:05.24] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood

[01:07.89] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both

[01:10.56] Break bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf

[01:13.75] Now homie who's your favorite pain in the ass?

[01:15.51] Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed

[01:19.11] In other words I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas

[01:22.22] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash

[01:24.88] Went through 'em and laughed

[01:26.35] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half!

[01:30.52] So stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass

[01:33.18] Slaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap

[01:35.83] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?

[01:39.31] Slut, answer me that, Royce where you at?

[01:41.69] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry apart you

[01:45.18] Lump on your head designed by a bar stool

[01:47.30] Designed by a cartoon

[01:48.90] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall

[01:51.82] The 9 tucked against the lining

[01:53.68] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69ing

[01:58.08] It's like Rick James is shooting up your house nigga!

[02:00.74] Fuck yo' couch nigga!

[02:03.58] You're screaming, "Fuck the world!" with your middle finger up

[02:05.97] While I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud

[02:08.63] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit, for murder

[02:11.28] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove

[02:14.11] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns

[02:16.23] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds

[02:19.96] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neuman mad cerebral

[02:24.14] You on your last burrito!

[02:25.47] (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating

[02:28.13] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern

[02:30.94] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that

[02:33.60] Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?

[02:36.25] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years

[02:38.92] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare

[02:42.37] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares

[02:45.03] I harbor the art, of you nice wear

[02:47.15] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear

[02:50.07] Uncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer

[02:52.73] Homie chill, listen, I swear

[02:54.58] I'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears

[02:58.03] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?

[03:00.17] Just waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's

[03:02.29] Well when you look at my pee

[03:03.62] And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction

[03:06.44] And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine

[03:09.52] This isn't just an infection

[03:10.77] This won't go away with penicillin injections

[03:13.59] Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection, what I exhibit

[03:16.95] Seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it

[03:19.91] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen

[03:22.74] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem

[03:25.56] So tell a friend to tell a friend write a disgusting hook

[03:28.49] Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?

[03:31.40] I'm right here letting the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop

[03:33.53] Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop

[03:36.99] Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop

[03:39.37] Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped

[03:42.03] I take your life to the ninth inning

[03:44.33] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning

[03:47.77] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny

[03:49.89] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money

[03:52.43] Man, all the bitches holla - they wanna drop my britches

[03:55.38] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala

[03:58.19] I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas

[04:01.66] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah

[04:03.42] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun

[04:06.79] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn

[04:09.18] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con

[04:12.00] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!

[04:15.36] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying

[04:18.20] We do it to try to do without trying

[04:20.22] (Slaughterhouse!) 'Cause to us it's so easy

[04:22.88] Where's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?