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D12 Lyrics for Song: Get My Gun
 Lyrics for Album: D12 World [2004]
 
 
 
 26712>[Eminem]
 
 I'm gonna get my gun!
 
 
 
 (Interlude)
 
 Eminem: This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
 
 Kon Artist: Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
 
 Eminem: I got something for his ass.
 
 Kon Artist: Calm Down
 
 Eminem: No YOU Calm Down!
 
 Kon Artist: Man. . what's you're problem?
 
 Eminem: Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!?
 
 Kon Artist: Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.
 
 Eminem: You heard him he was poppin' them shit
 
 Kon Artist: What shit?
 
 Eminem: That shit! You heard him!
 
 Kon Artist: 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 nigga
 
 Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
 
 I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare
 
 A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds
 
 And the niggas 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. .
 
 
 
 (Chours)
 
 [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 niggas 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 niggas bluffin'"
 
 I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"
 
 I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
 
 My nigga 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?
 
 
 
 (Chours 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 Artist]
 
 It's like Bang, Bang, Bang, nigga, 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!
 
 
 
 (Chours)
 
 
 
 [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
 
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