D12

[Intro: Eminem]
Good morning! Haha.
Wake your motherfuckin asses up!
Aiyyo, what if so what
Well come on then, you know what time it is
Stop sleepin on my group BITCH! {*gun cocks, BLAM*}
[Eminem]
For whatever it's worth, it's worth me havin my ass whipped
Cause I'ma have the last lips to ever kiss ass with
I just can't get passed these little piss ants
that wanna be Barney bad asses so bad
And they so mad they can't stand it, cause we can and they can't spit
And they can't handle it like a man
And that's when it just happens and I snap then it's a wrap
Then it's a scrap and it isn't rap, is it?
Hip-hop isn't a sport anymore
when you gotta go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but my passion
is to smash anyone rappin without havin to slap him
Believe me, I'd much rather lift a pencil than a pistol
when I'm pissed now, but it all depends on just how
far it gets took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now you're not gonna like it
Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit B
Your words stick to you like crazy glue when you diss me
Cause they just bounce off me, like bullets do 50
I'm the beautiful instinct, and you're gonna miss me
when I'm gone, like Keith Murray when he threw his stool
and hit a girl accidentally (ahh!)
I do this with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy and Proof - are you with me?
[Chorus: Eminem]
Well c'mon then, everybody good mornin
Kick your shoes off motherfuckers, come on in
Cause we get it on and, 'til the break of dawnin
Wake your ass up motherfuckers, quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin 'til 6 in the mornin
So ever sing along with the words of the song and
If you don't know the words and you can't sing along then
Fake like you know 'em motherfuckers and join in
Everybody good mornin
[Swifty]
They consider me the epitomy of a beef starter
In the party with heat, it's hard to keep me without one
Fuck snubs, I walk in clubs with a shotgun
Constantly poppin slugs, they hot son, better not run (AHH!)