DJ Head - Words Are Weapons lyrics

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DJ Head - Words Are Weapons lyrics

[Hook: Eminem] My words are weapons I use 'em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use 'em to k** whoever's stepping to me My words are like weaponry on a record [Verse 1: Eminem] Yo, the rage I release on a page Is like a demon unleashed in a cage Lunatic, soon as I hit the stage My mind is like a f**ing stick of dynamite Once I get behind the mic It's like the wick is lit, you b**hes die tonight My 9 is like a guiding light at night; shining bright My f**ing grip is tighter than my wife's vagina; psych! These co*k s**ing cops got my Smith-N-Wesson I guess it's time to pick a different weapon Man, the sh**'s depressin' But Swift is gettin' me a new one for a Christmas present (Come on, Slim, let's go and teach this f**ing b**h a lesson!) They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish But my plan is to use this bullsh** to my advantage Shady, stay creative, baby Hold your head up, don't you let up One bit on these motherf**ing s**ers You're a soldier; get up! Stand up for what you believe in, long as you breathin' They jealous of you, man, that's the only reason they beefin' [Hook: Eminem] My words are weapons I use 'em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use 'em to k** whoever's stepping to me My words are like weaponry on a record [Verse 2: Swifty McVay] It's that Dirty Dozen renegade You done pulled the pin out my grenade 38s will move your sh** up out the way You n***as won't forget about McVay You got something to say? Let it out today or watch these bullets spray From these ten black fingers hugging these deadly millimeters That'll make Jeff Dahmer's look like he caught a misdemeanor See I'm 'Dirty', so I ain't gotta buy a pistol cleaner An official beater, don't let me see you with yo' heater You gets whipped with it Tell them motherf**ers, "Swift did it." You packing something special in your crib, then b**h, get it I'm physically fitted to run yo' digits, I'm hostile With this Roscoe pointed up your nostrils You get splitted, and guess what? I'm blowing up the hospital And wouldn't give a f** if you a cop or a ho I'm Hannibal Lector, the spinal cord disconnector Finding who*es to lock 'em up in motels to inject 'em [Hook: Eminem] My words are weapons I use 'em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use 'em to k** whoever's stepping to me My words are like weaponry on a record [Verse 3: Bizzare] I'm eating crews, like I'm Hannibal There's no way I can be the gay rapper; I only f** animals Stupid trick got my dick starting to itch Went to my mother's grave site, called her a stupid b**h One on one in this bloodsport I'm in divorce court, sold my b**h off a pack of Newports Six times I been arrested; how would you feel If you was a Jehovah witness that always got molested? I'm smoking dank, drinking drank I can't have any kids, ‘cause I'm f**ing shooting blanks Don't you know Bizarre don't give a f**? Nicole's a who*e, I'm glad O.J. murdered the s*ut Responsibility, I'm negligent Bill Clinton's a f*g, should be stabbed Let Richard Simmons be the President Call me a weirdo, call me Bi-zarre While I stick it up yo' a** while you sh**ting diarrhea [Hook: Eminem] My words are weapons I use 'em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use 'em to k** whoever's stepping to me My words are like weaponry on a record