Eminem - 2.0 Boys Lyrics

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[Royce da 5'9"]

Ryan's a homicidal misfit I write the solution of biophysics

On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics

This my mission of having violent psychotic

Quick devour polish it politics

By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip

I like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass

Before I write your shit pause inhaling hella kush

Us and Yelawolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push

Felons crooks going door-to-door

Like we selling books Dolly Parton style melons mushed

Now my bitch a dancer I'm about as sick as cancer

If you could swallow my style you'd probably rip your pants off

If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody

It probably will smell like cologne made out of bits of panther

They call me Anchorman I hold down the ship

Leave you niggas floating in water then go and drown a fish

Fuck I'm fucking heinous I make you fucking famous

Them lead showers is coming fuck is you saying?

[Eminem]

FUCK! It's fucking raining SHIT! There's lightning BITCH!

It's thundering cause I'm cussing up a storm if you wondering SHIT!

SHIT! You couldn't muster up enough thought

To take a dump during a brain fart chump

If you want urine in your face all you had to do was say

That you wish you would've just stayed pissed off in the first place

We came to monopolize the game Killuminati is here

Yeah human oddities at odds with us your squad's gotta be

Cause we started out cold in a snowball we froze

Soon as we rolled up on these hoes all's we know

Is y'all lowered the bar like limbo you know who you are

So quit fucking the dog before we start calling YOU Bizarre

Shit screw the pooch y'all done raped a pitbull

Fell in love with the shih-tzu this missile's directed directly at you

And this for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint

You must be huffing fuck a ball sack

If the taints can't take you on a date you mistake me for a gentleman

You 2000 and late man and Will I ain't I'm the bad guy

Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage

Pour ice in their pants and the first one who pees gets a black eye

[Hook: Eminem]

Must be outta your mind you think you fucking with us

Suck on these nuts bitch hang it up this game is over

[Joell Ortiz]

Puffin' loosies watching "I Love Lucy" with Gary Busey

Crazy how the fuck could you son me? I'm Shady

Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?

I don't know fifth month black and yellow insect maybe

'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me

Everything you kick weak your spit kung fughesi

All my homeboys 2.0 Boys

Nickel I just picked up a Phantom look how it rolls Royce

Even if I wanted to quit I ain't got no choice

Verses keep coming I should invoice my own voice

You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist

Hoes be like diamonds in your chain man so mois

Bang bang bang bang House Gang chainsaw

Here to kill you pussies don't ask what we came for

I write until my right arm veins sore

Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war

You hear that? Yaowa you know who finna file out

Definitively finish you my fist stick out that eyeball

Piranha mentality with a Jaws bite all night

Coming up never saw light but never lost sight

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[Joe Budden]

Jets and movers cesspoolers meth abusers

You step to us text Rugers to respect the shooters

My men think in sync roll with the best crew

Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger

Welcome to Nayhood big in the 'jects G

Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck

So I'm well-prepped if you just want war

There will be blood everywhere you be laying on the Louboutin floor

It's raw you keeping acting like you don't know Mouse nigga

And you going to need the best doctors house nigga

Guard your jewels and avoid large tools

Cause after I spill you at the light you be in a car pool

Keep your distance from idiots cause the truth told

They food for thought's rotten they gems are fool's gold

Need results from my actions mistakes I'll exonerate

I'm Martin King staring at a picture of Obama's face

Talking funds niggas ain't never seen stock

I don't need the key to the game I pick a mean lock

[Hook]

[Crooked I]

Take off you invited inside of the mind of

A psychotic rhymer I'm kind of a (Dahmer)

I'm grinding up rappers are lining up jackers I'm climbing up ladders

I buy enough clappers to retire you factors fire at drama

You liars and actors I'm the genuine article

But read me wrong get my gun and split you to particles

(The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there

Not only heir to the throne but my chair is suspended in air

Stay fly like unlimited fare

You got us pegged wrong my circle don't fit in with squares

I smell shit and piss know where it's coming from

You stepped on number two just to be number one

Now I'm a step on you bring it to your yard

Bogart for arts we go hard

You frauds just blow hard like broads I coast guard the West

I'm Mozart I compose dark shit with no heart

[Yelawolf]

I got Jim Beam in the liver getting head like clean clippers

With haters on my dick like a jeans zipper

When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor

You think you seen sick? Well bitch you ain't seen sicker

Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown

Popping the trunk my pump will stay cocking the round

I shit logs and I piss river brown

Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile

And that's as close as I get to a pyramid

Shit they think I'm Illuminati so fucking ignorant

Sick with a grin here with this pen so innocent

But when you win they say you a sin but in the end

They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing

Skinny-ass pants sagging it's only yourself you playing

Call me a clown but you love what the clown's sanging

I'm a freak shows at the county carnival then you paying

Bitch I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark

Yelling "Go Shady!" Driving slower than an old lady

In an old '89 no piece if you pay me

Give me peace sign on my grill no Mercedes

I'm getting paid for these shows that I throw lately

Same shows a year ago would have broken most of you crazies

They call me crazy cause I made it

Bitch you crazy cause you quit look at my clique lately

You ain't fucking with Budden you ain't got no choice with Royce

You don't want to see the Crooked I well listen to Ortiz voice

That dirt road hit the 8 Mile the point oh boys

And if Marshall want me to clap then homie I deploy game over

[Eminem]

Yo I don't think they heard you tell 'em again

[Yelawolf]

Game over!

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