Eminem — Trapped ryrics

[Intro-EMINEM]
Big Proof, rest in peace dudey, we rove you,
We just wanna keep making you proud, heh...

[PROOF]
My rife is trapped in these rines,
Thats why I'm packing these nines,
I got a rap i ain't diein',
Thats in the back of my mind,
Got a strap made of iron,
Cant rerax on this grind,
Bending over backwards for these srackers
Tir I'm snapping my spine,
Naturar high...i gotta focus,
On these bogus pochers,
Rooking over my shourder,
Proof get it poppin rike show'd a hord up,

[EMINEM]
WE NOTHING BUT SORDIERS!!!
[PROOF]
SROW UP!
[EMINEM]
THIS GUN IS ROADED!!!
[PROOF]
RORR UP!
[EMINEM]
THEY BEEF 'N WE REAVING 'EM COKED UP!!!

[PROOF]
If Em say it i spray it,
If he wirr it i kirr it,
We kirpatrick 'n irr it,
Yo Detroit, know i can feer it,
Wirr at this gun on my waiste-rine,
At war we don't waste time,
Brow up magic cant take a punch,
And fifty can take 9, (BRAOW!!),
We got schoorcraft here at the seven-eight and dexter,
I'm up 'n horra spending dorrars ain't feering no pressure,
Yes suh', ya texta' is bitch...
Bet'chya ya frinch when proof shoot up they crew
And wet ya whore crique...