Flawless Victory

[Intro: Eminem, Swifty McVay & Bareda] Slim Shady (Swifty) Uh, TrumpTight Dirty Doz', uh [Hook: Bareda] Tell me how it feel to get tore up out the frame All you gotta do is step up and say your name The crew be TrumpTight, all it takes is one look So, nigga, you gon' fuck around and get your shit took [Verse 1: Bareda] I told you bitch niggas a week ago Witness these slugs as they riddle through your vehicle Bet three or four hit yo' torso and shake yo' middle Verbal abuse gon' have you suffering in a hospital You bitches brittle, you too fragile to be talking shit, fuck you! I feel sorry for who you walking with I start to hit anything moving, I'm out my mind, it's been proven Hit the stage and watch your rap career get ruined And what you doing will get you stiff, watch you start to freeze Take ya niggas out this bitch like heart disease Start to squeeze to the point you can't regain conscious Talking 'bout "I could've gotten..." but that's plain nonsense Like Magic Johnson, you just playing like you sick, nigga See, I got Rabeez You might have a little bitch in ya, but you ain't crazy I'm the one that keep the facts known Fuck your rap career, 'cause all that's gone! You better have something to fall back on I hear 'em saying that's wrong how I'm doing I'm running straight through 'em And fuck up anyone who know him Damn shame what happened to 'em It's now official, it's been confirmed We gon' return, when slugs hit you Niggas wonderin' where you disappeared to What you expect? While I'm getting respect Niggas is paying you your respects Outranked niggas from the East and West, I can't be touched Tell you what, you go get your best, watch 'em get crushed! [Verse 2: Eminem] The final problem is solved By throwin' sulfuric acid all over your back to see your spinal column dissolve Droppin' bodies like it was domino season My phenomenal legion will shoot out your fuckin' abdominal region Slim Shady, responsible for your permanent stillness Just escaped from the hospital with terminal illness Itchin' to rip your fuckin' frame out 'Cause I ain't got Nothing To Lose, like that movie that just came out Callin' your name out, first, last, and your middle initial Your mom, your dad, and your pregnant widow will miss you And anybody else poppin' some shit'll go with you 'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, like a political issue So until I can leave with enough funds I'ma shove guns up in the mouths of your loved ones Drown 'em face down in the bath while the tub runs Got a rap sheet that's longer than Tubby's sub buns [Hook: Bareda aka Mr. Wrong] Tell me how it feel to get tore up out the frame All you gotta do is step up and say your name The crew be TrumpTight, all it takes is one look So, nigga, you gon' fuck around and get your shit took Tell me how it feel to get tore up out the frame All you gotta do is step up and say your name The crew be TrumpTight, all it takes is one look So, nigga, you gon' fuck around and get your shit took [Verse 3: Swifty McVay & Eminem] Watch these niggas keep grabbing like Andre, no defeating me Like Barry Sanders running back lines seeing you beating me I'll get you on the sleep tip, blastin' with this heat, bitch Backing niggas up like bad traffic at the Freaknik I'm killing 'em in my city I'm considered the only rapper that can split yo gizzard That's anyone, I'm colder than blizzards Many run, but don't escape Vocally, you've been raped, hiding bodies in other states If you ain't been officiary, rollin' thicker than dictionaries Every word would carry horror to make you wary Call the motherfucking 50! Hurry, 'cause nines blow in the hands of niggas living scurry and psycho I'm like Nitro, blowing up spots with top flight hoes Folding up knots, and you get popped if you bite flows You instantly turn red if wearing white clothes Automatic slugs are given, so you gasp posed You're exposed; you laughing still? Well, atone Watch your head get popped like daffodils, then you gone You see, 'cause Rabeez run rampant like mad rabbits, relentless Rabid rats, you better run out and go get your tetanus Or feel the wetness, red dot between your retinas Leaving you headless, 'fore you even said what your set was Ready to detonate, pissed off, and I'm blowing up Like I pulled into a gas station and backed into a pump I've been through enough, I'm looking to start a gunfight With TrumpTight, dropping you off at a dumpsite [Interlude: Bareda] Ha... Slim Shady Mr. Wrong Swifty, baby... haha [Verse 4: Bareda & Swifty McVay] I'm deadly when lit like cigarettes I drop bombs and leave you niggas missing ligaments These shotguns got minds of they own Stray bullets been known To fuck up a happy home, in the hands of Mr. Wrong These niggas drop like atomic bombs Bionic rhymes from the top, will stop motherfuckers from staying calm As these firearms disconnect, your final song, bitches over with The wrath of Swift and Mr. Wrong got yo' soldiers hit With the rage of Dobermans or yo' coldest Pitbull, niggas got no defense 'Cause you niggas gon' need chiropractors, we biohazardous I'm flipping you backwards with this gauge, watch me cancel this