Available* only on the European "bonus disc" edition Originally
** appeared on "Funkmaster Flex IV" [Chorus

Eminem]: My
words are weapons I
use 'em to crush my opponents My
words are weapons I
never show no emotion My
words are weapons I
use 'em to kill whoever's steppin to me My
words are like weaponry on a record -----
My
words are weapons I
use 'em to crush my opponents These
words are weapons I
never did show no emotion My
words are weapons I
use 'em to kill whoever's steppin to me My
words are like weaponry on a record [Eminem]

Yo
the, rage I release on a page Is
like a demon unleashed in a cage Lunatic
soon, as I hit the stage My
mind is like a fuckin stick of dynamite Onen
I get behind the mic It's
like the wick is lit you b s*****die tonight My
nine is like a guidin light at night shinin bright My
fuckin grip is tighter than my wife's v anus*psych, These
c -suckin***cops got my Smith-N-Wesson I
guess it's time to pick a different weapon man, the shit's depressin But
Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas present (Swift
"Come: on Slim let's, go and teach this fuckin bitch a lesson") They
managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish But
my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantage Shady
stay creative baby hold your head up don't, you let up One
bit on these motherfuckin suckers you're a soldier +Get up+ Stand
up for what you believe in long, as you breathin They
jealous of you man that's the only reason they beefin [Chorus!

]:[Swifty

Mcveigh] It's
that Dirty Dozen renegade You
done pulled the pin out my grenade 38'sll
. move your s titup out the way You
n s****wont forget about Mcveigh you; got somethin to say Let?
it out today or watch these bullets spray From
these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters That'll
make Jeff Dahmer's look like he caught a misdemeanor See
I'm +Dirty+ so, I ain't gotta buy a pistol cleaner An
official beater don't, let me see you with yo' heater You
gets whipped with it tell, them motherfuckers Swift did it You
packin somethin special in your crib then b h***get it I'm
physically fitted to run yo' digits I'm, hostile (uh-huh) With
this Roscoe pointed up your nostrils You
get splitted and guess what I'm, blowin up the hospital And
wouldn't give a f k**if you a cop or a hoe I'm
Hannibal Lector the, spinal cord disconnector Findin
whores to lock 'em up in motels to inject 'em [Chorus

]:[Bizarre]

I'm
eatin crews like I'm Hannibal There's
no way I can be the g rapper** (Eminem
Why: not )?I only f k**animals (Oh Ha-ha)! Stupid
trick got my d k**startin to itch Went
to my mother's grave site called, her a stupid b h***One
on one in this bloodsport I'm
in divorce court sold, my b h***off a pack of Newports (Your
honor )!Six times I been arrested how; would you feel If
you was a Jehovah witness that always got molested (It?
happens) I'm smokin dank drikin drank I
can't have any kids cause I'm fuckin shootin blanks Don't!
you know Bizarre don't give a f k**Nicole's?!
a w e***- I'm glad O J. Murdered. the s (uhh*** )!Responsibility
- I'm negligent Bill
Clinton's a fag should, be stabbed Let
Richard Simmons be the President (ohh heyy )!!Call
me a weirdo call, me Bi-zarre While
I stick it up yo' a while** you shittin diarrhea [Chorus

]:[Eminem]

Yo
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My Words Are Weapons - Eminem & D-12 Lyrics

Funkmaster Flex – My Words Are Weapons - Eminem & D-12 Lyrics