Murdergram Deux (feat. Eminem) (Explicit) - LL Cool J/Eminem

Lyrics by：JT Smith/Kamaal Fareed/Marshall B. Mathers III/Anthony King

Composed by：JT Smith/Kamaal Fareed/Marshall B. Mathers III/Anthony King

Produced by：Q-Tip/Eminem

Do you remember first time you heard the legend in leather

The career ended with the road killin stuck to his fender

I'm on another bender

Dunk off the power to make a coward surrender

As I devour contenders

Talking foul to whoever

Your head is bout to get severed

And then I bounce it with pleasure

I'm pouring out Amaretto

Homies I won't forget them

So tap the bottle and pour it

Super models I ignore em

Later on it's like p**n reincarnation of the ripper

I give stitches and chest zippers

Cinderellas get propellers out they glass slippers

Time is ticking giving a*s whipping how we keep the cash flipping

I can't understand a single word you're saying

I think you have syrup brain

'Bout to finish you like polyurethane

All that Molly probably sure to drain your spinal fluid from your vertebrae

This the murdergram and I brought my murder game

My **** fire that is why you log on it like duraflame

And as far as boulevards I'm talkin about farmers like insurance claims

I just blew your girl away but she on so much blow and lean

I call that ****** h*e Katrina somebody better give her a cane (hurricane)

And that's on everythang

She loves my heavy chain my yellow diamonds shining

Got her whipping like lemon murrain

She strippin in front the gang she slipping inside of the range

She quick to go out with a bang

It's like I throw out a Grenade

Once you pull the pin that's when the killing will begin

You feel me pulling off your skin

I really came to get it in deliver Murdergrams

Turn over your ambulance 30 bullets in advance

Candlelight and crying fans

We gonna win it by a land slide up behind you

Testing my rifle give blessing to my disciples professional

I'm a sniper from 8 miles away

Me and Marshall doing murders with dirty burners

Break em down and melt em in the furnace

Unapologetic and we gonna cause a headache

Me and L about to set it we about to murder gram it

Any one ya all can get it

So you might as well forget it

Either way you will regret it cemetery's were you headed

The message in the chorus you bastards got nothing for us

The overlord is rawest

I ain't talking about a rent a car

When I'm pulling the Taurus

Its Halloween them candy bars'll get you killed in the forest

We are lyrically lawless stacking money hoarders slugs

'Ll make you forget all slick a*s **** that you thought of

Blow your mind with the sawed off

Just when you thought it was safe

We busting at you from the wraith

Then hitting a donut ain't nothing sweet

When we come in the place

When I say you ain't ****** with moi I do not mean kisses blew

But I got the potential to ****** flip

When I'm mentioned with a penchant to

Come back with a vengeance

Like Jack the Ripper to rip it just giving you a sample

A ******* snippet (snip it) like scissors

Do know when I hit the booth

I think of the days of old when I was quick to fool

Used to fly off the handle like a ****** witches broom

I called it pluckin flowers

Cause I was so quick to pick a tool up

Like it's petunias sick medulla

But thanks to Cool J he created a monster

Spaghetti sauce and mozzarella on a tray full of pasta

You got a couple of ************ trained killers on ya (lasagna)

And I'm just being as Frank as Sinatra

When I be sayin that I'ma keep this **** gangsta as mobsters

But when you got fanatics going so crazy they mob ya

Lookin like organized crime because you can't get em off of ya (mafia)

And all your ************ enemies they wanna off ya

Like Hoffa and dump your body in Lake Minnetonka

That's how you know you ****** saw and you came and you conquered

Veni Vidi Vici Stomping and making them bonkers

Now women treat me like BDK (Big Daddy Kane) the king

And they feed me grapes

Either way I got more on my plate than an all you can eat buffet

So better pick a B.C. date

Because your history as Shady is a-bout to set it on you

Like a TV tray

Man I see the way

People say I'm so evil they ****** think that Timothy McVeigh

And my DNA are exactly the same but when I leave this game

Things just ain't gonna be the same

But it's in need of change

And I'm the meter maid

Go ahead crack a bottle

Cause this is E&J

Meaning me and James

Got that avocado

And we the sociopaths and we got your h*e on our laps

And we're Going Back to Cali so she can blow on our sax (sacks)