Sick Freestyle On Martyn Anderson (Fat Kid) Lyrics

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Sick Freestyle On Martyn Anderson (Fat Kid) Lyrics

by Eminem

I Freestyle to make it worthwhile

Makeyou run the Geographical 8 mile

For paul monelly to fill his belly full of my jelly

Like Anderson with his square head and pork belly

Stop Dead, go ahead, infact, instead why dont you try a diet

You really should try it, get you fit, only eating a bit may do you some good.

Like Robin Hood, all he had was wood, maybe you should

Dont get depressed, take a blood test, ensure your sugar levels at its best

May i suggest?...

You take a leaf from kennys book,

Look him up, in the phone book, have a chat about doing comic books,

Your both freaks, take some fat from Andersons Cheeks and use some

He got plenty to spare

Kenny, arnt you aware of what you wear ?

Which cause people to stare, at your blue pants?

Just Like your mothers implants.



I hate it when you say you down wit Dre, and eminem,

Anyone saying this shit, I'll have to condemn them

Leaving the hem line upon their shirt like a pervert thats tryna flirt

Beefing with me is like tryna fuck a dyke, it aint possible

Ill leave you wishing you aint even met me

Killing you is simple as reciting my

ABC, i gua-rantee you can only put up with me, to atolerable degree.



This ryhmes sick i aint spittin

Tight as your wifes pussy my shit aint fittin.

Eminems syllables sound too complex

His subjects are about objects or perplex.

I wrote two verse on one person,

This rhyme can only wearson.

Im finished,

Oh, one more thing

Bring some string, for this swing and an anchor ring and a large srping.

And we'll murder them all

This aint a tea ball,

Its a pub crawl, weve finished here it time to move along