Yo I dedicate to this to yo
To all my fans keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go f**k himself
'Cause it's cruel when you cause a bad heart conditioning
Which I create cause that's my mission
So listen close to what we say
Because this type of fag claims to never be gay
I knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you 'cause I get respect I pet you
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew
And now you hate Fred because Lethal left you
Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood
No respect in the hood fled to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots
Found the redneck in his blood and said
Heck country western rap records are good
So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can't rap or sing but he wants to do both
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start of an era rock rap's harder this year
No one's trying to hear some f**king old fart in a chair
Sitting on stage strumming acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared sit back and spark an idea
Figure you can diss me to jump start your career
I punch you in your f**king chest 'til your heart kicks in gear
And f**k your underground buddy's nameless crew
Like I'ma say they names so they can be famous too
You just a quitter and you bitter 'cause I came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you I'ma kill you
You just a quitter and you bitter 'cause I came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you I'ma kill you
Yo heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke
To the rap you wrote your f**king answer back's a joke
And I'ma tell these motherf**king fans the trrth
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you
You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you
Like I ain't notice you b**ch I had a show to do
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you
Took your motherf**king DJ and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings
Confused as f**k cause now your music sucks dick
Mr A** Kisser to get accepted in rap
Quicker but never last and Everlast is a
You just a quitter and you bitter 'cause I came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you I'ma kill you
You just a quitter and you bitter 'cause I came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you I'ma kill you
All right look
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast whoop his a**
Hit him with sticks bricks rocks throw sh*t at him
Kick him spit on him
Do it for me do it for Fred do it for Limp
Do it for rock do it for rap do it for kid
He's a b**ch he ain't gon' hit you back he's nothing
Sh*t in five years we'll all be
Eating at Whitey's
And he'll be bussing tables in that b**ch cleaning the toilets
Aiyyo f**k this cut this sh*t off
Aiyyo Head
That's why I f**ked your mother you fat motherf**ker
First off f**k your songs and the sh*t you say
Diss my wife but at least I got a b**ch you gay
You claim to be a Muslim but you Irish White
So f**k you fat boy drop the mic let's fight
Plus I punch you in the chest weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford forty and white lethargic a** dickhead
I keep 'em coming while you running out of breath
Steady ducking while I'm punching at your chest you need to rest
Dilated go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three CD's nobody sees when they released
Evidence don't f**k around with real MC's
Who ain't ready for no underground beef f**k geeks
I let you faggots know it's on for life
But Everlast might die tonight haha
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed
F**k with me and take a heart pill you know
Grab 380's when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you 'bout to get relapsed any minute
Honkey I hit 'em up
Hahaha yo check this out
You faggots ain't even on my level
Yo Get out the way yo get out the way yo
Whitey Ford's heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's getting his a** floored for talking back
Little faggot Hamburgular
I show you where the burgers are
At your own restaraunt while I'm serving ya
Drop and stomp your whole heart 'til it stops
Call the cops I'ma beat your a** while they watch
Ha ha now we got the whole industry making fun of you Erik
Where's your house of pain now
There's only one of you Erik
You a petty coward you ain't ready to steady go a round
With some killers from 7 Mile to the motherf**king bridge
Grab 380's when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you 'bout to get relapsed any minute
Honkey I hit 'em up
Got in his a** and now this faggot wanna mention me still
This ain't no freestyle battle Everlast getting killed
With his chest open
Trying to throw a f**king punch but you just choking
Having a stroke and now you learn
Why crackers never earned a dime
'Cause you suck motherf**ker you should learn to rhyme
Talking 'bout you packing pistols but it's funny to me
You ain't never been in trouble you just wanna be me
I'm a paleface killer whale
On his way to f**king prison pistol whipping tail ha
Erik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day
That sh*t was obvious you probably was gay ha
While my sales making records break
Two and a half million scanned by the second week
Motherf**ker I hit 'em up
I'm from Detroit's Pemberton Ave
Where bullets tear you in half
F**k the music we got an uzi for all you fags
Get the sh*t out of our stereo dilated you violated
Now you 'bout to get annihilated we gon' bury you
Iriscience get choked up and yoked up
All you underground b**ches get your throats cut
What the f**k Is you stupid
I choke Whitey Ford with his f**king guitar cord
And stuff him in cardboard chopped up in a box
With sixteen parts I stomped on his heart
Keep your restaraunt locked and block your door
'Cause we hit 'em up like motherf**king Tupac Shakur
You a black jesus heart attack seizures
Too many cheeseburgers McDonald's Big Mac greases
White devil washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over to country
Yo aiyyo cut this sh*t off
F**k him that's it I'm done I promise I'm done that's it
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I promise
I just believe in kicking a man while he's down
God damn I quit
Mention my daughter's name in a song again you f**king punk