Куплет Eminem
I came in this game, with bad intentions.
And I ain’t budged not even an inch since then.
I’m stubborn, evil, and insensitive.
I’m like nothing you ever seen, pencil in hand
And it’s like I’m holding an incilin.
So you might wanna button it like Benjamin,
I ain’t frightened or nothin not inch him and-
step right in this mug with my henchmen,
and walk straight to the stage.
I ain’t here to cause trouble get the [bad word] out my face.
Fall back little [bad word] I ain’t
A&W don’t get your cold mugs in my way.
Get ‘em, shattered, [bad word]  A.
Been this way since B.C. what the [bad word] can I say.
I’m stuck in my ways like double sticked tape.
Don’t get, turned to a vegetable, [bad word] face
You ain’t Superman, stay in your Lane Lois.
D12 spits flames like flame throwers,
Spit ‘til we gait sprained jaws
with metaphores that cut with the same force as chainsaws.
Hope [bad word] with your game,
cause’ things have changed in this game.
Is it the same game, boys?
The stakes have been raised.
Better make lemonade,
when they give you lemons.
If they want us, let them aim for us.