Red Spyda - Leave Dat Boy Alone lyrics

[Hook: Eminem] Yall better leave dat boy alone Cause if they don't, yall know he gon' come back on 'em And they don't want him to come back strong I wouldn't dare get that boy going I said leave dat boy alone Cause yall don't know him That there boy he out cold And that there boy he been known To tear some sh** up when he in that zone [Bridge 2X: Eminem] Better leave that boy alone Better leave that boy alone Better leave that boy alone Cause you don't want to get that boy going [Verse 1: Swift] It's my attitude that's making me bust sh** I ain't to be f**ed with So basically n***as wasting they time trying to touch Swift I run with a bunch of k**ers that dealt with punks Be turning ghost 'fore you be looking at yourself get stomped I'm a dysfunctional ba*tard who will puncture your a** With a mag and, I'll be glad to send another one after you Without no hesitation, I'll run up in your house and wake your spouse up And give her gun to mouth resuscitation A n***as information, they haunted and they sad Got you mad cause they sh**ting through their stomach in a bag We coming too strong so its irrelevant to blast you We master ready, slash like relatives of Manson When you hear us n***as think it's elephants dancing Coming here is the worst mistake that could ever happen When I'm in my vehicle, I'm pulling you in I guarantee the world will never see you again Motherf**er [Hook] [Verse 2: Kon Artis] Honest to god I usually try to keep to my self But it's kinda hard when you surrounded by ignorants, well Let me explain something to ya A real street n***a ain't trying to get in the streets He's trying to get out, feel me? And he ain't the type of dude to pop a E and get drunk And wave his heat all in the air like he's some dumb ho punk At least a soldier in the army lose his life over a cause That n***a's dying over pride to prove he got balls I play keyboards, I don't play beef You borrow guns, I own sh** that explode when it hit You think it's fun that you home sick and you can't really get sleep Cause you done laid a n***a down, but that ain't me Well my conscience won't allow me to make decisions in vain I'm a man, I do my business and I do it again If you take it to that level, I take it to whoever Want to harm me and my family, Runyon Avenue forever [Hook] [Verse 3: Kuniva] Now people know I live trifling, I express it through writing If you can't feel it, then I must express it through fighting And I just bought me a new gauge and added on a new knife And I strike people so fast, n***as think I threw lightning Clash with a few titans, blasted a few hype men Been hara**ed by two dykes who wanted lou pikner Plus you know I'm too violent, to be out with you whiling Cause as soon as you driving I'm a spit a few 5 ones And I love to Kuniv' son, and you left a live one I know how to hide guns, from skinny to wide ones Go buy me a long sub and hide it inside buns You looking for hoes, and up in here you going find none You n***as done tried once, and you can kiss my nuts You soft little dry c*nts, get stomped till your eyes shut No time for the why whats, I'm writing these five words "f** you dick riding n***as," count it, it's five words [Hook] [Bridge] [Outro] Swifty McVay (that boy he hot to d**h) Mr. Porter (that boy he hot to d**h) THE Kuniva (that boy he hot to d**h) Yep, better step before you get beat to d**h Yall dont want to get dem there boys Dem there boys be makin noise Dem there boys got all kind of toys You better step before you get destroyed D12 Dem there boys they hot to d**h them boys