Mr. Porter - Tonite lyrics

[Produced by Mr. Porter] [Verse 1] I'm getting mad love, I'm snuggling hugs Struggling thugs, smuggling d** Juggling jobs, guzzling jugs So here's a toast to federal checks Hetero s**, unaffordable medical debts We travel in packs, unravelin' facts And gravel in cracks to find babblin' max, gafflin' tracks I grapple an axe for them bafflin' acts Of mysterious stab-in-the-backs who dabble in wax Stealing my art when I sculpt it The culprit that stole sh**'ll end up with his skull split Then I buried the hatchet, I carry the fat sh** bu*terfingers is here when it's necessary to scratch it Baby, all I wanna do is swallow one or two Smoke a little bit and follow one of you Back home when the party ends So tonight I'm dropping naughty hints To the finest women in the audience [Hook] 'Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight We don't want no one feelin' uptight 'Cause we came here to do this tonight 'Til the morning light Hope that everyone's feelin' alright [Verse 2] Ayo, biters are like tarantulas, vandalous Living as scandalous as a television evangelist But I can handle this; I'm the rhyme biter crime fighter Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters I think we live in an era meant for me Experimentally I found a way to spread the terror mentally When I stumbled upon this resolution By using a special fusion Of chemical solution for this fresh illusion You couldn't see me with binoculars I'm armed like an octopus Step on stage and you'll get socked and pushed Talking that junk, like you had Black Bart at your back Come to battle me and you get smacked hard as you act When I rep-a-resent it, and will have a referee in it Every minute, so when I win it you never resent it I'm forever demented, come up with funk I'll never be scented, you got the point when I cleverly sent it [Hook] [Verse 3] Eminem is headed skyward For those who thought that I would make you bored And treat you like a piece of plywood I've got miracle lyrical capability all in me With the agility to escape a k**er bee colony So get your cameras and capture how miraculous I rap for all you Draculas And showed you all how wack you was I meant it as a diss, ‘cause you don't posses the pizazz of this I'm hazardous enough already as it is Without you adding fuel to the fire; I'm cruel to the liar Who fails to recognize my reign and hail rule to the sire Clinical studies show that I'm cynical There's no one who's identical to my fresh and authentic flow I'm sure the party people can agree That I'm enchanting rhythm romantically Freaking vocals so frantically So throw your hands up in the atmosphere And let them know the only party that was phat was here [Hook]