Correction Paroles For my people rauv remix par Eminem

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We [?] in the D, [?] f**king job in the D
We lowkey [?] in the D, we [?] fist o fury
Yo, we [?] in the D, [?] f**king job in the D
We lowkey [?] in the D, we [?] fist o fury

This is for my peoples around the way
This is for my peoples on the streets every day
This is for my peoples here and gone now
This is for my peoples around the way
This is for my peoples on the streets every day
This is for my peoples here and gone now

marksman convicted to arson
Emcees start running when they see me coming like a [?]
Inbetween light and dark skin
I recite [?] incoherent, my artisans and martians
Artist starving from recognition, respect my decition
Under no circ*mstance should you grab the mic and start spittin'
I'm sick of you nitpicking, you sound like my girl b*t*hin'
You don't want conflict i can tell by the catch you dissin'
Kill the tough guy routine, your a** will get rain you a dancing queen with the balls the size of lima beans
A**asinate character to boost your self-esteem, but you're an nsync emcee on the cover of teen magazines
My flow's special like ketamine, I got juice like tangerines, you need pampering and shirt like tambourines
You are pandering for a label getting stuck under the table, unstable
I got my sh*t together staple
I'm fully capable of swimming with sharks, we can battle like braveheart
I'll cut you head and use your own smudge
Reach into the universe and rip the whole world apart
Hotter than a cracked spider box to get raided by nox
Lace more track than a heroin addict, all you fake emcees give me stomach acid
You bite like lake placid, more crooked than Benicio del Toro in traffic
I'll put knife to an A&R's neck, if you bounce my royalty check
Like five mexicans that have stolen [?] listening to indigenous tribe's demo tapes
I bow myself in a nutshell and pronounce myself king of infinite space

Yo I'm two-faced, and bugged the f**k out like Mr. Furley
So when I swing a fist of fury y'all can kiss the jewelry
Scrap, back the f**k up, we missed the brewery
Hurry, I'm tryin to pick up Cage's sister early
Me and Greed smoke weed and OD
We're so keyed there's no need to stop the nosebleed
I need a casket, I killed some conceited b*st*rd
And beat his a** with a bat wrapped in a sheet of acid
I'm pre-disaster, I f**k sh*t up before it happens
Like blown engines of airplanes with snorin' captains
Your style's monotonous, like a borin' job gets
I come to the battle and beat you with foreign objects
I'm dumber than Oklahoma ignorin' bomb threats
I'm dumber than trying to start a war with 'nam vets
My metaphors are like a set of jaws
I get applause, cause people would rather hear mine instead of yours
Still on the run from stabbing a b*t*h in the side
So I'm hitchin' this ride with the motherf**kin' Indigenous Tribe
This is for my peoples around the way
This is for my peoples on the streets every day
This is for my peoples here and gone now

If I say it it goes, a [?] get turned like [?] I know for sure you tag toe with [?]
crossroads
I'm karate choppin', bodies slammin' [?] and cracking nuckles and pistol poppin' in close range
Rip your skin out of your skeletal frame for show shockin', I'm insane
Stop a**a**in a** blasting cutter [?] backlashing
Smashin' brain bashin' river floaters
Profile smockers [?] you don't know us

Yeah, [?] I'll leave your brains on your doormat
Put two w****s, three chicken heads and four rats
Got heaters and thieves with me, the industry seemed empty
Two thousand and three hip-hop MVP
Sixteen ball average, get drunk and shoot people at local [?] bashes
I'm the reason you hear car crashes, something ugly on purpose far beyond accidents
Stricking your b*t*h with a six inch elastic strip
Homicides like a [?]

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