Letra da Música 6 In The Morning (Un

Eminem-

Good morning

Haha

Wake ur mother fuckin asses up

yo with us or what

Good morning

Haha

Wake ur mother fuckin asses up

Wake ur mother fuckin asses up

Wake ur mother fuckin asses up

Yo wit us or what

Well come on then u know what time it is

Stop sleepin on my roof bitch

For whatever its worth, it’s worth havin my ass whipped

Cause I’m a have the last lift that had ever kissed ass worth

I just can’t get past the little pissed ass

That wanna be born bad asses so bad

And they so mad they cant stand it

Cause we can and they can’t speak

And they cant handle it like a man

And that’s when it just happens I snap and it’s a wrap and it’s a scrap and it isn’t rap is it?

Hip hop isn’t a sport anymore

When u gotta go and resort back to that shit

Maybe I’m old fashion but my passion is to smash any one rappin without havin to slap them

Believe my I’d much rather have to lift a pencil than a bitch when I’m pissed out

But it alls depends on how far it gets took on the mic

Cause I’m telling u right now ur not gonna like it

Cause if I get pushed over the edge I’m pullin u wit me

U poke a stick at a pit bull u get bit

Ur words stick to u like crazy glue when u dis me

Cause they just bounce off me like bullets do 50

I’m the beautiful instinct

And ur gonna miss me when I’m gone

Like keith murray when he threw his cool and hit a girl accidentally

I threw this with swifty, kon and kuniva, bizzy and proof r u wit me

Chorus – (eminem)

Good morning

Everybody good morning

Kick ur shoes off mother fuckers good morning

Cause we get it on

Till the break of down

And wake ur ass up mother fucker its morning

Cause we aint leavin till 6 in the morning

So help us sing along with the words of the song

And if u don’t know the words an u can’t sing along

And fake like u know em mother fuckers an join in

And every body come on

(swifty)

The media a pitomy of beef starter

And the party with heat

Its hard to keep u alive one

Fuck snugs

I walk in a club with shot guns

Constantly poppin slugs

Aint hot son but I got one

The bosses of all bosses

I holocast anyone who ever ain’t catious

In a house with dog shit

I’m a gothic death product, you’ll stop breathin

You’ll die quicker than mach speed without bleedin

And it ain’t about whatch u reading

When u meet me u better speak like a seasons greetin

Either that or we’ll be beefin frequent

Niggas need a e just to speak shit

Your leader is boutique bitch

Keep the heater where u can reach quick

I snipe u with it and we don’t even keep it a secret

I did it from a mind of mental patient

When glocks wave u can save the conversation for Satan

You brave?

Chorus – (Eminem)

Good morning

Everybody good morning

Kick ur shoes off mother fucker good morning

Cause we get it on

Till the break of down

And wake ur ass up mother fucker its morning

Cause we aint leavin till 6 in the morning

So help us sing along with the words of the song

And if u don’t know the words an u can’t sing along

And fake like u know em mother fuckers an join in

And every body come on

(kuniva)

Yo yo I heard u 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 niggas squeeze on me

Please I’m seeing guts

I don’t need no enemies as my family a couple of trucks

Am I empty seein them ?

I empty out them ? to fight u

In front of every reporter that I don’t like

No need for metaphors

I get urs across when I write

So emotions enough to say fuck u bitch

An I don’t like u WHAT

I might as well just give this up like heavy sales

And just fuck an leave d 12 and this blunt

We cant self disrupt

I’ve never felt it this much

Come on fellas, get up

We got to fight like bugs

Last night of his life

(kon artist)

I walk with a limp

Pistol hangin off tha hip

I’m awkward an quick enough

And sick when sparkin a fith

Your carcass is split even

The beef is partially thick

We can’t take u serious

You a comedy skit

U probably wish that u

Could be out shootin them G’s

But the only thing u shoot is the breeze

I can’t believe u speakin on movin keys

But every time we hear u kick it

The only thing u sellin is wolf tickets

I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack

So when they bust you better bust back

And get ur guts clapped outta ur stomach

And when they want it (yeah)

I bring a hundred niggas from runave

So get ur gun and if ur comin

Chorus – (eminem)

Good morning

Everybody good morning

Kick ur shoes off mother fucker good morning

Cause we get it on

Till the break of down

And wake ur ass up mother fucker its morning

Cause we aint leavin till 6 in the morning

So help us sing along with the words of the song

And if u don’t know the words an u can’t sing along

And fake like u know em mother fuckers an join in

And every body come on