Get My Gun Lyrics - D12 World - D-12

I'm going to get my gun! 

[Eminem (Kon Artist)] 

This motherfucker wants to disrespect me? 

(Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?) 

I got something for his ass. 

(Calm Down) 

No you Calm Down! 

(Man, what's you're problem?) 

Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!? 

(Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.) 

You heard him he was poppin' them shit 

(What shit?) 

That shit! You heard him! 

(He asked for your autograph!) 

[Swifty McVay] 

A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get 

My shit be shooting threw bricks 

I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a nigga 

Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or better 

I'll be severin' heads, I'm in everyone's nightmare 

A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds 

And the niggas that'll fuck with you 

Stab and brass knuckle you 

Then have you in the public, there's nothing that you can do 

Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft 

Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg? 

Crazier then all y'all , what you like the navy when I'm angry 

You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car 

All I have is thought of, breathing evil 

Desert Eagle's will eat threw people 

When I see you I'ma heat you're beef slow 

Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and 

[Chorus: Eminem] 

I'm going to get my gun! 

This motherfucker's poppin' that shit 

Nah fuck that I'll be right back 

I'm going to get my gun! 

Nah motherfucker fuck you 

You ain't disrespecting me like that 

I'm going to get my gun! 

Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip 

Bitch how you like that? 

I'm going to get my gun! 

Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped 

Nice one, bitch this is my gat 

I'm going to get my gun! 

[Kuniva] 

I bring it to niggas looking as if they want trouble 

I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double 

Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin' 

I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin' 

Squat under trucks and screaming "that niggas bluffin'" 

I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him" 

I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico 

My nigga Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow 

Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo 

'cause you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws 

You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try 

Pistol whip a soldier, with a missile on his shoulders 

You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders 

A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor 

I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch 

My car is right across the street bitch and (I'm going to get my gun!) 

[Proof] 

My whole outfit count clips 

Get you're house lit the fuck up 

You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip 

Betta' watch miscountless, slugs I'ma send 

Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin 

I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz I'ma see him 

When I cock back might put the door on you're friends 

Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin 

Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim 

I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb 

Get a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights out 

With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out 

Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout 

Fuck the night clout, guns, clips... (I'm going to get my) 

Fuck that run bitch! 

Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me 

Ain't no problem to leave your whole bod holey 

[Eminem] 

Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit! 

Fucking I don't told this motherfucker 

Wassup bitch!? Autograph this! oh shit 

(I'm going to get my gun!) 

I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck! Fuck! 

My shit is all jammed up! 

C'mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot 

Yeah!, what up bitch!? say that shit again! 

Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin 

Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend 

Payback homie, don't play that shit is spin 

To be on I told you to leave this shit alone 

Or...(I'm going to get my gun) 

And it's a shame I'm to drunk to even aim 

Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg 

Its like 

[Kon Artist] 

Bang, Bang, Bang, nigga, Pow, Pow, Pow 

Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'" 

But when you see me in the street I be like whats up now? 

They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man) 

Fuck that I got a bone to pick 

You said it then have settle like some grown man shit 

Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we? 

Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously 

I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater 

So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina 

Step in between us and get shot 

But get separated with the squeaza 

You ain't ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with! 

[Chorus] 

[Bizarre] 

Walk to right-Aid for a can of speghetti 

Its been one hour and bitch my photo's ain't ready 

Picture's of my dog and my family reunion 

It's been two hours and my fucking days ruined 

Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped? 

Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38 

That's why I don't be fucking battle rapping 

'cause every time I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots) 

Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed 

This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him 

I'm ready to blow this bitches brains out 

I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out 

Times up, shot her with a gun 

Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run 

And all this crazy shit I, regret it 

All because I wanted to see Elton John naked