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Killshot Lyrics – Eminem

Killshot Lyrics – Eminem
Killshot Lyrics - EminemSong Details:
Song: Killshot
Artist: Eminem
Released: 2018
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap

Killshot Lyrics

You Sound Like A Bitch Bitch
Shut The Fuck Up!
When Your Fans Become Your Haters
You Done
Fuckin Beards Weird
Alright
You Yellin At The Mic
Fuckin Weird Beard
We Doin This Once
You Yellin At The Mic
Your Beards Weird
Why You Yell At The Mic Illa

Rihanna Just Hit Me On A Text
Last Night I Left Hickeys On Her Neck
Wait You Just Dissed Me Im Perplexed
Insult Me In A Line
Compliment Me On The Next
Damn Im Really Sorry You
Want Me To Have A Heart Attack
Was Watchin 8 Mile On My Nordictrack
Realized I Forgot To Call You Back
Heres That Autograph For Your
Daughter I Wrote It On A Starter Cap
Stan Stan Son
Listen Man Dad Isnt Mad
But How You Gonna Name Yourself
After A Damn Gun And Have A Man-Bun
The Giants Woke Eyes Open Undeniable
Supplyin Smoke Got The Fire Stoked
Say You Got Me In A
Scope But You Grazed Me
I Say One Call To
Interscope And Youre Swayze
Your Reply Got The
Crowd Yelling “Woo!”
So Before You Die Lets
See Who Can Out-Petty Who
With Your Corny Lines
“Slim Youre Old”—Ow Kelly Ooh
But Im 45 And Im Still Outselling You
By 29 I Had Three Albums That Had Blew
Now Lets Talk About
Somethin I Dont Really Do
Go In Someones Daughters
Mouth Stealin Food
But Youre A Fuckin Mole Hill
Now Ima Make A Mountain Out Of You Woo!
Ho Chill Actin Like You Put
The Chrome Barrel To My Bone Marrow
Gunner Bitch You Aint A Bow And Arrow
Say Youll Run Up On Me
Like A Phone Bill Sprayin Lead Brrt
Playin Dead Thats The Only
Time You Hold Steel Hold Up
Are You Eating Cereal Or Oatmeal
What The Fucks In The Bowl
Milk Wheaties Or Cheerios
Cause Im Takin A Shit In Em
Kelly I Need Reading Material
…Dictionary…
“Yo Slim Your Last Four Albums Sucked
Go Back To Recovery” Oh
Shoot That Was Three Albums Ago
What Do You Know Oops
Know Your Facts Before
You Come At Me Lil Goof
Luxury Oh You Broke Bitch
Yeah I Had Enough Money In 02
To Burn It In Front Of You Ho
Younger Me No Youre The
Wack Me Its Funny But So True
Id Rather Be 80-Year-Old
Me Than 20-Year-Old You
Til Im Hitting Old Age
Still Can Fill A Whole Page
With A 10-Year-Olds Rage
Got More Fans Than You In Your
Own City Lil Kiddy Go Play
Feel Like Im Babysitting Lil Tay
Got The Diddy Okay So
You Spent Your Whole Day
Shootin A Video Just To
Fuckin Dig Your Own Grave
Got You At Your Own Wake Im The Billy Goat
You Aint Never Made A List
Next To No Biggie No Jay
Next To Taylor Swift And That
Iggy Ho You About To Really Blow
Kelly Theyll Be Putting Your Name
Next To Ja Next To Benzino Die Motherfucker
Like The Last Motherfucker Sayin Hailie In Vain
Alien Brain You Satanist Yeah
My Biggest Flops Are
Your Greatest Hits
The Games Mine Again And Aint
Nothin Changed But The Locks
So Before I Slay This
Bitch I Mwah Give Jade A Kiss
Gotta Wake Up Labor Day
To This The Fuck
Bein Rich-Shamed By Some Prick
Usin My Name For Clickbait
In A State Of Bliss Cause
I Said His Goddamn Name
Now I Gotta Cock Back Aim
Yeah Bitch Pop Champagne To This! Pop
Its Your Moment
This Is It As Big As
Youre Gonna Get So Enjoy It
Had To Give You A Career To Destroy It
Lethal Injection
Go To Sleep Six Feet Deep
Ill Give You A B For The Effort
But If I Was Three-Foot-Eleven
Youd Look Up To Me And For The Record
You Would Suck A Dick
To Fuckin Be Me For A Second
Lick A Ballsack To Get On My Channel
Give Your Life To Be As Solidified
This Mothafuckin Shit Is
Like Rambo When Hes Out Of Bullets
So What Good Is A Fuckin
Machine Gun When Its Out Of Ammo
Had Enough Of This Tatted-Up Mumble Rapper
How The Fuck Can Him And I Battle
Hell Have To Fuck Kim In My Flannel
Ill Give Him My Sandals
Cause He Knows Long As Im Shady
Hes Gon Have To Live In My Shadow
Exhausting Letting Off On My Offspring
Lick A Gun Barrel Bitch Get Off Me!
You Dance Around It Like
A Sombrero We Can All See
Youre Fuckin Salty
Cause Young Geralds
Balls-Deep Inside Of Halsey
Your Red Sweater Your Black Leather
You Dress Better I Rap Better
That A Death Threat Or A Love Letter
Little White Toothpick
Thinks Its Over A Pic I
Just Dont Like You Prick
Thanks For Dissing Me
Now I Had An Excuse On
The Mic To Write “Not Alike”
But Really I Dont Care Whos In The Right
But Youre Losin The Fight You Picked
Who Else Want It Kells
Attempt Fails Budden Ls
Fuckin Nails In These
Coffins As Soft As Cottonelle
Killshot I Will Not Fail
Im With The Doc Still
But This Idiots Boss Pops
Pills And Tells Him Hes Got Skills
But Kells The Day You Put
Out A Hits The Day Diddy Admits
That He Put The Hit Out
That Got Pac Killed Ah!
Im Sick Of You Bein Wack
And Still Usin That
Mothafuckin Auto-Tune
So Lets Talk About It Lets Talk About It
Im Sick Of Your
Mumble Rap Mouth
Need To Get The Cock Up Out It
Before We Can Even Talk
About It Talk About It
Im Sick Of Your
Blonde Hair And Earrings
Just Cause You Look
In The Mirror And Think
That Youre Marshall
Mathers Marshall Mathers
Dont Mean You Are And
Youre Not About It
So Just Leave My Dick In Your
Mouth And Keep My Daughter Out It

You Fuckin… Oh
And Im Just Playin Diddy
You Know I Love You….

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