D12 Lyrics

Album: D12 World

Get My Gun Lyrics

[Eminem]

 I'm gonna get my gun!

 

 [Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?

 [Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?

 [Eminem:] I got something for his ass.

 [Kon Artis:] Calm Down

 [Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!

 [Kon Artis:] Man. . what's you're problem?

 [Eminem:] Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!?

 [Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.

 [Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin' them shit

 [Kon Artis:] What shit?

 [Eminem:] That shit! You heard him!

 [Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!

 

 [Swifty McVay]

 A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get

 My shit be shooting threw bricks

 I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a *****

 Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta

 I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare

 A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds

 And the *****s that'll fuck with you

 Stab and brass knuckle you

 Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do

 Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft

 Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?

 Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry

 You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car

 All I have is thought of, breathing evil

 Desert Eagle's will eat threw people 

 When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow

 Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .

 

 [Chorus]

 [Eminem]

 I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

 This motherfucker's poppin' that shit 

 Nah fuck that i'll be right back

 I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

 Nah motherfucker fuck you

 You ain't disrespecting me like that

 I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

 Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip

 Bitch how you like that?

 I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

 Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped

 Nice one, bitch this is my gat

 I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

 

 [Kuniva]

 I bring it to *****s looking as if they want trouble

 I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double

 Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'

 I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'

 Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'"

 I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"

 I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico

 My ***** Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow

 Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo

 'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws

 You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try

 Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders

 You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders

 A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor

 I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch

 My car is right across the street bitch and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

 

 [Proof]

 My whole outfit count clips

 Get you're house lit the fuck up

 You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip

 Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send

 Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin

 I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see him

 When I cock back might put the door on you're friends

 Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin

 Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim

 I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb

 Get a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights out

 With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out

 Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout

 Fuck the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)

 Fuck that run bitch! 

 Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me

 ?Aint no probably be home lonley?

 

 [Chorus fades to background music]

 [Eminem]

 Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!

 . . .Fucking. . . I don't told this motherfucker. .

 Wassup bitch!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit

 (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

 

 I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...FUCK!

 My shit is all jammed up!...UGH!

 C'mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot...AH!

 Yeah!, wattup bitch!? say that shit again!

 Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin

 Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend

 Payback homie, don't play that shit is spin

 To be on I told you to leave this shit alone

 Or...(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN)

 And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aim

 Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg

 Its like . . .

 

 [Kon Artis]

 Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, Pow, Pow, Pow

 Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'"

 But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?

 They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man)

 Fuck that I got a bone to pick

 You said it then have settle like some grown man shit

 Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?

 Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously

 I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater

 So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina

 Step in between us and get shot

 ?But get seperated with the squeaza?

 You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Bizarre]

 Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti

 Its been one hour and bitch my photo's aint ready

 Picture's of my dog and my family reunion

 It's been two hours and my fucking days ruined

 Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?

 Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38

 That's why I don't be fucking battle rapping

 'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots)

 Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed

 This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him

 I'm ready to blow this bitches brains out

 I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out

 Times up, shot her with a gun

 Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run

 And all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .

 All because I wanted to see Elton John naked