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I created this blog to share Quotes, SMS, Wishes, Pics, Images, Shayari, Status, wallpaper. How long, how long Wicked love will leave me blind How long Rolling Stone ranked him 83rd on its list of 100 Greatest Artists of All Time, calling him the "King of Hip Hop". I been through it Come and get that, come and get that Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills But, Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah! Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills But, Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah! Twisted pleasure / Pussy / My name is Dax, and I just committed murder / Yeah / … Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Killshot Lyrics: You sound like a bitch, bitch / Shut the fuck up / When your fans become your haters / You done? I'm sick of you bein' wack And still usin' that mothafuckin' Auto-Tune So let's talk about it (Let's talk about it) Oh god "http":"https";t.getElementById(r)||(n=t.createElement(e),n.id=r,n.src=i+"://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js",s.parentNode.insertBefore(n,s))}(document,"script","twitter-wjs"); “KILLSHOT” is Eminem’s response to “Rap Devil” by Machine Gun Kelly. Got me feeling breathless Eminem is the best-selling artist of the 2000s in the United States. I been on the late shift I mean it so serious Can you make my heart stop All alone, stare into my soul [Intro] / You sound like a bitch, bitch / Shut the fuck up / When your fans become If I fall in every time "KILLSHOT 2" lyrics. [CDATA[ [])), +((!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+[])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![])+(!+[]-(!![]))+(!+[]-(!![]))+(!+[]+(!![])+!![])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]))/+((!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+[])+(+!![])+(!+[]-(!![]))+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![])+(!+[]-(!![]))+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![]+!![])+(!+[]+(!![])+!![]+!![])+(+!! Honey with your kill shot baby I’m perplexedInsult me in a line, compliment me on the nextDamn, I’m really sorry you want me to have a heart attackWas watchin’ 8 Mile on my NordicTrackRealized I forgot to call you backHere’s that autograph for your daughter, I wrote it on a Starter capStan, Stan, sonListen, man, Dad isn’t madBut how you gonna name yourself after a damn gunAnd have a man-bun?The giant’s woke, eyes open, undeniableSupplyin’ smoke, got the fire stokedSay you got me in a scope, but you grazed meI say one call to Interscope and you’re SwayzeYour reply got the crowd yelling, “Woo!”So before you die let’s see who can out-petty whoWith your corny lines (“Slim, you’re old”) -ow, Kelly, oohBut I’m 45 and I’m still outselling youBy 29, I had three albums that had blewNow let’s talk about somethin’ I don’t really doGo in someone’s daughter’s mouth stealin’ foodBut you’re a fuckin’ mole hillNow I’ma make a mountain out of you, woo!Ho, chill, actin’ like you put the chrome barrel to my bone marrowGunner? The song was premiered on September 14, 2018. I been through it (Pop)It’s your momentThis is it, as big as you’re gonna get, so enjoy itHad to give you a career to destroy itLethal injectionGo to sleep six feet deep, I’ll give you a B for the effortBut if I was three-foot-elevenYou’d look up to me, and for the recordYou would suck a dick to fuckin’ be me for a secondLick a ballsack to get on my channelGive your life to be as solidifiedThis mothafuckin’ shit is like Rambo when he’s out of bulletsSo what good is a fuckin’ machine gun when it’s out of ammo?Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapperHow the fuck can him and I battle?He’ll have to fuck Kim in my flannelI’ll give him my sandals‘Cause he knows, long as I’m Shady he’s gon’ have to live in my shadowExhausting, letting off on my offspringLick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me!You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all seeYou’re fuckin’ salty‘Cause Young Gerald’s balls-deep inside of HalseyYour red sweater, your black leatherYou dress better, I rap betterThat a death threat or a love letter?Little white toothpickThinks it’s over a pic, I just don’t like you, prickThanks for dissing meNow I had an excuse on the mic to write “Not Alike”But really I don’t care who’s in the rightBut you’re losin’ the fight you pickedWho else want it?

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