Eminem - Hell breaks loose (feat. dr. dre)

I want you to understand something
that when I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping,
I want the fist pumping in the air,
I dont look like a millionnaire,
but I feel like a million bucks,
ladies wont ya fill your cups,
Shadys come to fill ya up,
are you a D or a C cup
you can even be a B
its just me and DRE
youll be in the ER we are strapped with so much TNT,
we may blow no not even CPR from the EMT
could help you to resuscitate
you busters must be flustered wait
you cant cut the mustard, whats your problem cant you bust a grape,
whats my name, shady came and just crushed the game,
its really not even fair to them,
cos they pale in comparisons
so much they might as well wear a skin,
dont you just wish you could share his pen
cos this shits getting embarrassing,
the fog is thick and the air is thin,
cos he dont even let them try to breathe,
la da da da da da da dee, he makes it look so easy,
girl you just hit the lottery,

now this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on,
and hell breaks loose,
try to restrain us you cant contain us,
we still gonna make a sick no matter what we do,
everywhere we go it seems were looking for any excuse to just cut loose,
so this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
and hell breaks loose,

[Dr Dre]
This is when shits hits the fan,
like it just splattered on stan
this is the only moment that matters,
ya homie rolled in with Mathers,
like chaos erupts Ems in back Dres in the front
so do what we say at once this songs like a seance it haunts,

It makes em stay in a trance
no choice they have to dance,

[Dr Dre]
Its like the play-off just making sure that we stay in the hunt
take a day off of what man you better lay off the blunts
you must be smoking something
you think I aint smoking nothing stay off my nuts,
now hit the floor baby time to wipe away all the rust,
shake all them cobwebs loose,
loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose,
yeah girl shake that caboose
I dont wanna see you try to make no excuse,
DRE is on the loose,
A chronical when its comes to the chronic use,
you know I cant stand to lose,
me and my goons are like animals,
we come through like a pack of wolves,
so we came here to retract the roof,
yeah man aint that the truth,
girl your mans like in the booth
definitely back up in this bitch,
this is when all hell breaks loose,


Now I know your feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words,
A murderer in the flow, liquid courage im finna blow
as soon as we hit the door power surges head to toe
Im sure to push it as far as words are meant to go,
were in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows,
ferocious as we proceed to beat up the block witcha hoe,
with speakers knocking its 3'0 clock
me and Doctor proceed to drop
and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door,

[Dr Dre]
Yeah so let us in fore we huff and puff and we blow,
we aint bluffin for nothing
were like the stuffing out yo
revenge is so sweet, move til ya injure ya feet
yeah it or lose it freak,
move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably,
pass some of that little goose stick right here,
that'd be pretty damn stupid of me,
born and raised in the CPT,
yeah Los Angeles whos in the streets,
them haters hating on me,
but I refuse to lose any sleep,
keep that deuce loose in the seat,
Dre fall off thats news to me,


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