Eminem
I´m gonna get my gun!

Eminem: This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
Kon Artis: Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
Eminem: I got something for his ass.
Kon Artis: Calm Down
Eminem: No you Calm Down!
Kon Artis: Man.. what´s you´re problem?
Eminem: Fuck that! The motherfucker want´s to pop shit to me!?
Kon Artis: Man, he wasn´t poppin´ shit.
Eminem: You heard him he was poppin´ them shit
Kon Artis: What shit?
Eminem: That shit! You heard him!
Kon Artis: 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 betta
I´ll be severin´ heads, i´m in everyones 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, theres 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 yall, 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´mma heat you´re beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and...

{Refrain:} Eminem:
I´m gonna get my gun
This motherfucker´s poppin´ that shit
Nah fuck that i´ll be right back
I´m gonna get my gun
Nah motherfucker fuck you
You ain´t disrespecting me like that
I´m gonna get my gun
Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
Bitch how you like that?
I´m gonna get my gun
Bet you ain´t know that I´m strapped
Nice one, bitch this is my gat
I´m gonna 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 nigga´s 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
´Cuz 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 missle 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 gonna 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 miscountliss, slugs imma send
Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you´re skin
I´m in love with the sin, tell Bugz i´mma 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 gonna get my...)
Fuck that run bitch!
Hit the streets talks, chumps don´t know me
Ain´t no probably be home lonley?

{au Refrain}

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 gonna get my gun!)

I´m trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...fuck!
My shit is all jammed up!... ugh!
C´mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing,
Mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot... ah!
Yeah!, what´s 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 gonna 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
It´s like...

Kon Artis
Bang, Bang, Bang, nigga, Pow, Pow, Pow
Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra´,Ra´,Ra´"
But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup 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 seperated with the squeaza
You aint ready for war, Runyan ain´t nothing to play with!

{au Refrain}

Bizarre
Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
Its been one hour and bitch my photo´s aint 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
´Cuz everytime 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