Hit Me with Your Best Shot
[Intro: Pat Benatar]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
[Chorus: Pat Benatar]
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Proof died, what happened? (What happened?)
Marshall stopped rapping (Damn!)
I guess that makes me the captain (Uh-huh), hit the mattress (Okay)
Pistol-packing (Uh-huh), sick assassin (Yeah)
Hit the gas and (Okay), get to mashing
D12 broke up? Who you bitches asking?
Our clique's relaxing in the hills of Aspen
Popping pills and Aspirin
And I'm the machine that brought Marshall back to life
Told him that my rhymes just have to be tight
So I figured that I would grab the mic
Like a nigga 'bout to rhyme right after Christ (Woo!)
Sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight
Grab an O and I have to light
That's only right
Living like a rock star is the only life!
And we are six grown men who are old friends
To my nigga Bugz, DeShaun Holton
All the way down, I'ma hold them
D12, nigga, till the world end (D12!)
[Chorus: Pat Benatar]
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
[Verse 2: Swifty]
A lot of niggas try to underestimate me
Till I come back with vengeance and slice their trachea
Y'all been placed on a contract for hating
I'ma waste them, one by one, for tainting
My ability to kill a facility, I'ma send them to Satan
Fast as a child rapist facing
Life or trifle, Henny has made me in waiting
They gon' lock me up under the basement
I'm a one-man army, marine, and navy
You done made me angry, I'm crazy, insane
And maybe I bite the face of your baby
For anyone who try to diss Proof or Hailie
I'ma break their Halo, put them on the reaper's payroll
Erase them and hang they soul
It ain't no hoes here, McVay got a scroll
With names on it, dipped in blood, man, I'm cold
[Chorus: Pat Benatar]
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
[Verse 3: Kuniva]
I know you thought we were done, we rose up (Uh)
Got a gun to make your whole inside fold up (Blow!)
They hit us with the best shot and we're still standing (Uh)
So tell the world it can lick our scrotum
Straight soldiers, who wanna stunt? (Who want it?)
Who wanna be the fall guy? Who want the pump? (Who want it?)
Who wanna get slumped just for looking at me sideways?
Every time I roll up, I'ma keep it blunt (Haha)
Where did y'all run when we almost lost Marshall? (Huh?)
Y'all did it big like Costco (Yeah)
And we back in this bitch like a tampon
Still, talk dirty, Em's clean like a bar of soap (Ugh!)
And you will soon slip on some buffoon shit (Yeah)
My hand's on a sweeper, yours on a broomstick (Bitch)
So stop looking all stupid, I'm rude and abusive
And strapped, don't make me use it
[Chorus: Pat Benatar, Eminem]
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place! (A'ight, here's where I come in at)
[Verse 4: 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, it's like I'm holding the insulin
So you might wanna button it like Benjamin
I ain't frightened of nothing, I injure men
Step right in this mark with my henchmen and
Walk, straight to the stage
I ain't here to cause trouble, get the fuck out my face
Fall back, little cocksucker
I ain't A&W, don't get your cold mugs in my way
Get 'em? Shattered, fucking A
Been this way since B.C., what can I say?
I'm stuck in my ways like double stick tape
Don't get turned to a vegetable, dick face!
You ain't Superman, stay in your lane, Lois
D12 spitting flames like flamethrowers
Spit till we get sprained jaws with metaphors
That cut with the same force as chainsaws
Hope you're coming with your A game
'Cause things have changed and this game isn't the same game, boys
The stakes have been raised, better make lemonade
When they give you lemons, if they want us, let 'em aim for us
[Chorus: Pat Benatar]
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
C'mon! Put me through my place!
