Split Shine Lyrics - Eminem

I'ma clean this whole shit out like colonics 

With words put together better than Sony Electronics 

King of the jungle, humbly stay honest 

Eat with the lions, swim with piranhas 

Gasoline the seem, strike the match 

Inferno, I'm too thoro nigga so stand back 

I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme 

and make my career take an in climb 

I'm strict with knives, straight with razors 

Good with grenades and great with gauges 

Been around the world in a million stages 

Watch niggas bitch up and go through changes 

I had guns before thugs was in fashion 

I mashed out before niggas knew mashin 

I knew terror before the plane started crashin 

I got punch lines and niggas ain't laughin 

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I'm gon be here after the smoke die down 

The sound of your style, I won't lie down 

Fight the good fight, don't need no help 

Keep your hands up, defend yo self 

Move like I move and live life long 

Can't move up if ya heart not strong 

Get'cha own shit cuz this shits mine 

Every time I spit I shine 

Cocksucka I preach what I practise, back shit up 

Wrap this rap shit up, still actin up 

Get found in a trunk of an Acura 

Y'all suck like jail in Dracula 

X turn up the heat, increase the hatred 

Straight stone faced don't fuck wit gay shit 

So I guess that means I can't fuck wit you now 

Two down, let off, vacate to new town 

It feel like Bishop and Juice now 

Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your goose now 

Rough sound, same strong background 

Been on black, the big boys layin chips down 

My whole train of thought is 

to body any mothafuckea wit problems and not get caught 

I was blessed with life but I curse ta death 

I'ma spit ta my very last breath - Fuck y'all! 

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I'm gon be here after the smoke die down 

The sound of your style, I won't lie down 

Fight the good fight, don't need no help 

Keep your hands up, defend yo self 

Move like I move and live life long 

Can't move up if ya heart not strong 

Get'cha own shit cuz this shits mine 

Every time I spit I shine 

Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million dollar target 

You ain't came up yet, well nigga let me show ya 

Come across dope like planes and boats 

Like balloons filled with coke down a Mexican's throat 

You ever seen a man get smoked, they shit on they self 

Their body shake for a second then it gets dissected 

For evidence of the weapon and the people involved 

Let one nigga talk, everybody gettin caught fa sho' 

I say that to say this (what?) 

If you can't handle the time then ride the bench 

Might as well touch ya tail and jump the fence 

Castrate ya self, expose the bitch 

X go head up, but fuck, never ran from it 

I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach 

You ain't a killa, you a album filla 

You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, game over! 

I'm gon be here after the smoke die down 

The sound of your style, I won't lie down 

Fight the good fight, don't need no help 

Keep your hands up, defend yo self 

Move like I move and live life long 

Can't move up if ya heart not strong 

Get'cha own shit cuz this shits mine 

Every time I spit I shine