Chorus:


My Words Are Weapons (I Use Them To Crush My Opponents)


My Words Are Weapons (I Never Show No Emotions)


My Words Are Weapons (I Use Them To Kill Whoevers Steppin' To Me, My Words


Are Like Weaponry On A Record)





My Words Are Weapons (I Use Them To Crush My Opponents)


These Words Are Weapons (I Never Show No Emotions)


My Words Are Weapons (I Use Them To Kill Whoevers Steppin' To Me, My Words


Are Like Weaponry On A Record)





Eminem:


(Aiiyo)


The Rage I Release On A Page Is Like A Demon Unleashing A Caged Lunatic


'soon As I Hit The Stage


My Mind Is Like A F**kin' Stick Of Dynamite, Once Is Get Behind The Mic


It's Like The Wick Is Lit, You Bitches Die Tonight


My 9 Is Like A Guy That Light At Night, Shinin' Bright


My F**kin Grip Is Tighter Than My Wife's Vagina (sike!)


These Cocksucking Cops Got My Smith & Wesson


I Guess Its Time To Pick A Different Weapon, Man This Shits Depressin'


But Swift Is Gettin Me A New One For A Christmas Present (c'mon Slim, Lets


Go And Teach This F**kin Bitch A Lesson)


They Managed To Confiscate The Pistol That I Brandished


But My Plan Is To Use This Bullshit To My Advantage


Shady, Stay Creative Baby


Hold Your Head Up, Dont You Let Up


One Bit On These Motherf**kin' Suckas


You're A Soldier, Get Up


Stand Up For What You Belive In, Long As You Breathin'


They Jealous Of You Man, Thats The Only Reason They Beefin'





(Chorus)





Swift:


Its That Dirty Dozen Renegade


You Done Pulled The Pin Out My Grenade


Thirty Eights So Move Yo' Shit Up Out The Way


You Niggas Wont Forget About McFae


You Got Somethin To Say? Get It Out Today Or Watch These Bullets Break


From These Ten Black Fingers Huggin These Deadly Millimeters


That'll Make Jeff Dollars Look Like He Got A Misdemeaner


See Im Dirty, So I Aint Gotta Buy A Pistol Cleaner


And An Official Beater


Don't Let Me See You Wit Your Heater


You Get Hit Wit It


Tell The Motherf**kas Swift Did It


You Packin Someth