Get My Gun Lyrics by D12

Get My Gun Lyrics

    [Eminem]
    I'm gonna get my gun!

    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 *****
    Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
    I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare
    A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds
    And the *****s 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 *****s 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 *****'s bluffin'"
    I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"
    I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
    My ***** 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]
    Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, 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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