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Rush Ya Clique
Eminem
Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? [Pace Won] Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!) Outz in the area tearing things up Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what?
[AzYo, I'm finally convinced my kindness and innocence Is a crime in a sense, climbing a fence Outz in a fear of family presents Diagonally bent, dying in agony in a magically event Capped in clak smoke, pack toast in a black coat Stay skeed off laced weed To roast motherfuckers, over lactose I take cheese, and page trees in the Bricks
Rolling box of Tracies [Pace Won] Get up in that ass and wreck shop like colon cancer Call a goHit it from the back, bitch can't hold her pants up Once for my cock, twice for my block, I got it locked like handcuffs Pacer got a razor, get you and your man cut Swing a blow you can't duck Nobody on earth could see Pacer Throw up your hands, what? I get your shit then peel off like Speed Racer
[Slang Ton] I hit you bastards raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna And if you ever wanna get a deal You should either OD off skill pills Or steal my reelMost of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when Outsidaz, we hot as Hell's flames is I'm tighter than the jeans that show hoochie chicks' coochie prints And I'm Slang I'm so weeded (How weeded are you?) [Eminem] I'm so weeded I can freestyle for sixteen bars (Ha ha ha) Right off the top, then go back to the top And then repeat it (Ha) And still be able to read it (Sorry) Write it down on the paper I can't read, but I still write to my pen pals (Uh, uh, dear) I can't fly, but I still float on cement clouds (Whee!) I can't see cause my eyes already been gouged out I been down with the Outz for ten thouSome weird kids with piercings in more than one ear ([Pace Won] So dunn, here?) Lauryn, huh? Hill? ([Pace won] There's more than one? IIIllll) What? You want me to stop? Here?
[Young Zee] Yea Your girl could suck my dick chewing Big Red Till she choke and scrape her wisdom tooth on my dick head Puff a tray bag, Outz never pay cabs Bust a AYea, we all of the a volumes What be the outcome? We selling twenty million albums Ay your record, ain't nobody buy that You fell off, and had to take your five mic And push a white Ac, with a bike rack
[Axe] It's the A, the X, the E Why pay for ass, if I can sex for free? F' with we, what you expect to see Death's your destiny, when it's my time for rest in peace Bet they find my pistol next to me My dick is giving ecstasy Shit I say, spread like leprosy I'm on a quest to be, the best emcee Living recklessly, cock the weaponry Lay you on your back like Lei Wulong from Tekken 3 Yo follow, never question me
[Pace Won] C'mon yo Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Snuff your bitch, crush your whip, what? Crush your chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing things up Outworld baby
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