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@persagen

Hey Eminem, two till Election Day
It's a shitty double tap or so all my friends say.
You like to Spit, Sometimes I Spray.
Some day we'll settle, but nows time to hear what I Say

The land neath your sneakers?
It's the same is mine.
I might cruise B'way
You might cruise Vine
The shit in the bottle tastes like turpentine

But that's nothing at all.
To Watch Democracy Fall
At the Hands of a Fat Greasy Orange Basketball

You want to give him a bounce
I say lets give it a pounce.
Let's Beat that Mother Fucker til The Post says, 'Trounced...!'

And once he's gone
And we've poured Bleach on his Pawns
You feel free to throw some fists at me
Til the Break of Dawn.

But not til this this Hitler is Paste
Not til 2025's laid to waste
Not til each and every one of us
Reshapes his Punchable Face!