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Welcome to Lost Panda 🐼 “Eminem - Fuel Feat. JID” Lyrics / Lyric Video by Lost Panda ⏬ Stream “Eminem - Fuel Feat. JID” here https://eminem.lnk.to/Fuel 🎧 Follow our Spotify playlist: https://spoti.fi/2WFX5B1 🔔 Turn on notifications to stay updated with new Lyrics / Lyric Videos by Lost Panda 👉 Lost Panda: https://www.instagram.com/lostpandamu... https://www.facebook.com/lostpandamusic/ https://twitter.com/lostpandamusic Lostpandamusic.com/socials 👉 Eminem: https://shop.eminem.com/ https://shop.eminem.com/ https://x.com/eminem “Eminem - Fuel Feat. JID” Lyrics [Intro: JID] Smokin' trees, I’m ridin' 'round Come to my side of town Lately, it’s been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down (Look, uh, look) [Verse 1: JID] All of my niggas gon' ride with it In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond Mama told me the power was in the tongue But it probably ain't powerful as a gun All of you little cowards get devoured, I’m givin’ out flowers to anyone I ain't been out the house in a minute ’cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature I been mindin' my business, I’m business-minded I been spendin' some time with the minister 'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister Try to pray and rеpent in a synagogue or a mosque, a tеmple, a church Them brown skin's sentiment niggas hurtin' And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly R.I.P. be on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, dirt, first (Forty-eight) My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay He good, he gainin' weight, then got a sharp shank He made, he say they play, they gotta partake Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage All the OGs 'round town was our age Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R rated Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy Ya lucked up once, then ya doubled up I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up Cover up, bundle up, batter up (Batter up) Um, talk a lot of smack and I could back it up Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up I can put her pussy on the platter like a platypus Nappy-head nigga, hair natted up I said, "Barbara," a nigga tatted up I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck 'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult But niggas know it's goin' (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—) [Chorus: Eminem] If I run out of fuel, I won't What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—) That scares the fuck out of you [Verse 2: Eminem] For a couple decades (Brrt) Been lettin' this TEC spray (Brrt) From that day that I met Dre (Brrt) So you liable to catch strays (Brrt) From the second you press play (What?) I suggest they (What?) Do not test like an essay (Why?) 'Cause like where my homies out west stay (Yeah) We can just say (What?) I'm like an R-A-P-E-R (Yeah) Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (Huh) Wait, he didn't just spell the word "rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep) R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie And Pac, both of y'all should be living (Yep) But I ain't tryna beef with him (Nope) 'Cause he might put a hit on me like, "Keefe D, get him" And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (Nah) Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (Yeah) I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting Call me "obesity" (Why?) You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (Nah) Used to be yea tall, then I grew a little each day 'til I became God Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo) My new Benz better than your truck by far Bitch, suck my balls You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street 'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you can touch my car (Yeah) But if the whole world was out to get you (What?) It'd turn you to a powder keg too Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots like (Look out, brrt) And that ain't no sound effect (Woo) Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose I don't condone gun violence at schools (Nah) But I can't get these voices out my head (Hey, let's go, one, two) They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup Got the most content on the continent And constant compliments give me confidence (I'm a) ......... 📷 Wallpaper: Trevor Mckinnon 👩‍💻 Share “Eminem - Fuel Feat. JID” Lyrics with your friends! https://youtu.be/POsob0jA03Y ......... If you like “Eminem - Fuel Feat. JID” Subscribe here: https://lostpandamusic.com/subscribe Comment a 🐼 if you got this far #Eminem #Fuel #Lostpanda #Lyrics #lyricvideo #Rap #urban #pop #music #vocals #lostpandamusic

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