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one of my fave verses from slaughterhouse is "loud noises" joe budden smh....
[Verse 5: Joe Budden]
Insane what they call us, how you married to the game
But you probably shouldn’t of came to the alter?
Every bar like propane for the sawed-off you shoulda hang and they'll fault ya
Eminem, Mr. Porter, slaughter my sentiments, eminent torture
All of you feminine marauders, they're swimming that water, men will assault ya
Tommy's and bats to resemble Lasorda
Kidnap your trembling daughter
At least a quarter of my I’ma menacing supporter
It's got an aura more like Sodom and Gomorrah
Normally something’s wrong with me
Blame it on quantity of the porn I see on the pawns to me
When I fix the game y’all think shit came with a warranty
How the **** are they gonna stop what I was born to be?
Corner me shit belong to me
Two choices, you can get along with me
Or sit your ****** ass right there in dormancy
Wait, all he missing is heels to be RuPaul
Ain’t nobody that’s real ever knew y’all
And I’m second to none and I’m dealing with bums
Whose time never comes, now deal with the blue balls
You ain’t gotta fear me but you respect me *****s who never met me
Threaten me, want to Gillette me, coming to a sword fight against a machete
Swinging spaghetti like it’s heavy
Some said he deserve an ESPY in a Chevy like Andretti
Put the desi where his chest be
[Verse 5: Joe Budden]
Insane what they call us, how you married to the game
But you probably shouldn’t of came to the alter?
Every bar like propane for the sawed-off you shoulda hang and they'll fault ya
Eminem, Mr. Porter, slaughter my sentiments, eminent torture
All of you feminine marauders, they're swimming that water, men will assault ya
Tommy's and bats to resemble Lasorda
Kidnap your trembling daughter
At least a quarter of my I’ma menacing supporter
It's got an aura more like Sodom and Gomorrah
Normally something’s wrong with me
Blame it on quantity of the porn I see on the pawns to me
When I fix the game y’all think shit came with a warranty
How the **** are they gonna stop what I was born to be?
Corner me shit belong to me
Two choices, you can get along with me
Or sit your ****** ass right there in dormancy
Wait, all he missing is heels to be RuPaul
Ain’t nobody that’s real ever knew y’all
And I’m second to none and I’m dealing with bums
Whose time never comes, now deal with the blue balls
You ain’t gotta fear me but you respect me *****s who never met me
Threaten me, want to Gillette me, coming to a sword fight against a machete
Swinging spaghetti like it’s heavy
Some said he deserve an ESPY in a Chevy like Andretti
Put the desi where his chest be
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