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[Intro: Eminem]Good morninHaha, wake your mother fuckin asses upYo what is the what?Well come on then, you know what time it isStop sleepin on my roof bitch![Verse 1: Eminem]For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my ass whippedCause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets ass squishedI just can't get past these little pissantsThat wanna be rauny bad asses so badAnd they so mad they can't stand itCause we can and they can't spit (Haawk)And they can't handle it like a manAnd that's when it just happensAnd I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't crap is it?Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shitMaybe I'm old fashioned but my pashionIs to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappinBelieve me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed nowBut it all depends on just how far it get's took on the micCause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like itCause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with meYou poke a stick at a big boy you get bit BThese words stick to you like crazy glueWhen you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm goneLike Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy