6 In The Morning Lyrics - Kardinal Offishall

[Intro: Eminem] 

good morning 

Haha, wake your mother fuckin asses up 

You with us or what? 

Well come on then, you know what time it is 

Stop sleepin on my group bitch! 

[Verse 1: Eminem] 

For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my ass whipped 

Cause I'ma have da last lips to ever kiss ass with ( kiss ) 

I just can't get past these little pissants 

That wanna be rauny bad asses so bad 

And they so mad they can't stand it 

Cause we can and they can't spit (Haawk) 

And they can't handle it like a man 

And that's when it just happens 

And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? 

Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit 

Maybe I'm old fashioned but my pashion 

Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin 

Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now 

But it all depends on just how far it get's took on the mic 

Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like it 

Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me 

You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit B 

These words stick to you like crazy glue 

When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty! 

I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm gone 

Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!) 

I do this with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me? 

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[Chorus: Eminem] 

Good mornin' everybody good mornin' 

Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on in 

Cause we get it on until the break of dawn an 

Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin 

Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin 

So have a sing along with the words to the song an 

If you don't know the words and you can't sing along then 

Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an join in 

Everybody good mornin' 

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[Verse 2: Swifty] 

Its in the media pitted me of a beef starter 

In a party with heat it's hard to keep me without one 

Fuck snubs I'm walkin clubs with a shotgun 

Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better not run 

The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious 

In a house full of dark shit, 

I'ma gothic death prophet, you stop breathin 

You die quicker than mach speed without bleedin 

It ain't about what you readin 

When you meet me better speak like a season's greetins 

Either that or we'll be beefin free when 

You niggaz need a 'E' just to speak shit! 

Your leader is a botique bitch 

Keep the heater where you can reach quick 

I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a secret 

Nigga I did it from a mind of a mental patient 

When glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan 

You brave? 

[Chorus: Eminem] 

Good mornin' everybody good mornin' 

Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on in 

Cause we get it on until the break of dawn an 

Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin 

Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin 

So have a sing along with the words to the song an 

If you don't know the words and you can't sing along then 

Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an join in 

Everybody good mornin' 

[Verse 3: Kon Artis] 

Yo yo I heard you niggas don't like us 

But so what this beef is like 

'What the fuck did he say in his rap Em?' 

I can see that he's just a punk 

I mean these niggaz squeeze on me 

Please I'm seeing guts 

I don't need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks 

Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them white to fight you 

In front of every reporter that I don't like 

No need for metaphores I get yours across when I write 

So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, shit I don't like you, WHAT!" 

I might as well give this up like heavy sales 

And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt 

We can't self destruct 

I've never felt it this much 

Come on fellas, get up 

We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life come on 

[Verse 4: Kuniva] 

I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off-a the hip 

I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith 

Your carcus is split even the beef is partially thick 

We can't take you serious, you a comedy skit 

You probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G's 

But the only thing you shoot is the breeze 

I can't believe you speaking on movin key's 

But every time we hear you kick it 

The only thing that you sellin is wolf tickets 

I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack 

So when they bust you better bust back 

And get your guts clapped outa your stomach 

And when they want it (yeah) 

I bring a hundred niggas from runave 

So get to gunnin' and if you comin 

[Chorus: Eminem] 

Good mornin' everybody good mornin' 

Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on in 

Cause we get it on until the break of dawn an 

Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin 

Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin 

So have a sing along with the words to the song an 

If you don't know the words and you can't sing along then 

Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an join in 

Everybody good mornin'