Shit On You (rock Remix) Lyrics

Shit On You (rock Remix) lyrics

f/ D-12







DJ Butter scratches a sample



"D-12"







[Eminem]



I'll shit on you -- da da, da da, da da



I'll shit on you -- da da, da da, da da



I'll shit on you -- da da, da da, da da



I'll shit on you -- da da, da da, da da



I'll shit on you!I will shit on you



I'll shit on you!Girl you know, its true



I'll shit on you!Bitch or man, its true



I'll shit on you!I will shit on you







[Swifty McVay]



I remain fatter than gluttony



Tapin bombs to the back of record companies



Blow 'em up if they ain't want me



The National Guard, they scared to hunt me



I love beef; I got you hoes duckin me



A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana



These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner



I drown niggaz in hundred degree saunas



You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch!)



It's this lyrical piranha 



Strapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama



Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom



Twist nothin up like a condom



Slap it if you fuckers got a problem



When I see 'em, you hoes endin up in a fuckin mausoleum



Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM



Pull in the garage while you screamin



Keep the motor on then I'm leavin (I'll shit on you!)



I'll shit on you!







[Chorus: Eminem]



I will shit on you I don't care who you are



I'll shit on you!



I don't give a fuck about you or your car



I'll shit on you!



Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch



I'll shit on you! 



Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family



I'll shit on you!







[Bizarre]



I'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin toilet



Pass the hotdogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)



Bitch shut your fuckin mouth



I'ma keep eatin 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house



with a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out!)



I'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her



Too busy fuckin wit your twelve-year-old baby sitter (hahaha)



And all women ain't shit - only good for cookin, cleanin 



And sucking dick and thats it (I said it)



I was responsible for killin John Candy



Got Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry



I don't give a fuck who you are



I'll shit on anybody; truly yours the idiotic Bizarre







[Eminem]



My adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now



I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down



The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in



The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in



Ignorin the shit how borin it gets



When there's no one to hit



I don't know when to quit throwin a fit



I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me



Its they who rapped me and say they can take me



It's they who legs I brake and make achy



It's they who mistake me and make me so angry



(I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you 



Start pissin and do the opposite on you



You weren't listenin, I said I'll cop a squat on you



Start spillin my guts like chicken cordon blew and



Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch 



On his skit on his last album



Pull my pants downward







[Chorus]







[Kon Artis]



Is Richard Pryor still alive?



If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dying (what?)



Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless



Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it



Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with



I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin (oww, oww)



My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help



If you gon' give me the pussy



I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you!)



I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock



Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks



Buck fifty cross your neck



Floss your teck, I'll beat you wit it across your chest







[Kuniva]



Yo it's only right I jack your car keys and run



Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns



For fun, when I'm drunk 



I'll run a truck through the weed house



Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout



Put you in chokeholds I learned last week



From the Police man who caught me stealing weed from his jeep



(Hey, hey, hey!) I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl



That's like D-Bo fightin Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)



So what you hollerin and yellin about



I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin skeleton out



Niggas get hit wit a two piece; bling bling



Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing







[Chorus]







[Proof]



It doesn't show, when I choke you with shotguns



Roll up on you with no guns and still pop one



I bomb like palm from your curb to your house



"Please God!" the last words from your mouth



No affiliates, just dawgs and jewels



Most flying death were smoging booze



All who choose to beef



I'll bring spatulas, flip it and throw it back at ya



So bring your gat with ya, spectacular



Murder manufacturer fuck immacular



Only the heathens talk when I try to get to flatten ya 



Hop in an Acura, roll up on who got your back in a



Sliced them up then ya niggas start to act alive



I smoke brandish right off the treetops



Hang with real niggas PA's, PK's, and Pete Rock



Ya'll niggas in pre-op, spill blood on Reeboks 



Don't discriminate blasted wookies on the Ewok 



Ya'll street forces survive just for excitement 



Like if you was if you never heard of indictment



I sum it up quick so you can understand me



Fuck you, your crew, your bitch, and your whole family 







[Proof talking]



Ya'll just for that, ya'll don't wanna fuck with you period



A whole bunch of motherfuckers are coming



this is just the beginning



You know what I'm saying, blow this shit sky wide



We want ya'll niggas; we wanna take over this rap industry



You know what I'm saying