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Video: Slaughterhouse – Goodbye

Slaughterhouse release the single to their Welcome To : Our House track Goodbye. Album is out now.

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Video: Slaughterhouse – Goodbye

Slaughterhouse – Goodbye (Video)


Directed by Rik Cordero

Shady’s Four Horsemen drop another video from their welcome to: OUR HOUSE album, which is out now.

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Slaughterhouse – Goodbye (BTS Pics)

Looks like one of my personal favorite cuts off Slaughterhouse’s welcome to: OUR HOUSE is getting the Rik Cordero visual treatment. And thanks to Joey, Crook and Three 21 Media we get a little preview on what to expect. Hit the jump for some more shots.

Video: Slaughterhouse – To The Fans

Slaughterhouse release a video to say thank you to all their fans who have supported them over the years.

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Video: Slaughterhouse – To The Fans

Slaughterhouse – To The Fans (Video)

Shady’s four horsemen drop off this thank you video for those who have supported their musical endeavors.

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Slaughterhouse & Rita Ora Covers Urban Ink

Slaughterhouse (above) and Rita Ora (below) share the joint cover to this month’s issue of Urban Ink. Spotted at HHNM.

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Slaughterhouse’s welcome to: OUR HOUSE Release Week (Video)

Follow Joell, Joe, Royce and Crooked throughout the release week of welcome to: OUR HOUSE.

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Who Wants To See Slaughterhouse?

Dopeheads of New York: the four horsemen of Shady 2.0 is holding a sermon at Brooklyn’s The Well tomorrow (September 8th), and you (with a guest) have a chance to catch them for the low price of $Free.99. How to win? simple:

Enter your full, real name and legit email in the c-section down below where applicable (not in the comment itself, unless you want some random spam bot flooding your inbox for the next 50-11 years), and write “#SLAUGHTERHOUSE” as your comment

and I’ll pick two persons out of the mix who has done both as the winners. It’s not that hard, right? Tri-State Area residents/those who plan on being in Brooklyn at the day of the show enter only. You can also cop tickets here if you do not win.

Welcome To: Our House is in stores now.

Events: Slaughterhouse Live In Brooklyn

After being postponed due to weather, Slaughterhouse – alongside specials guests Pharoahe Monch, J The S, LAD, Willie The Kid and more – will finally hit Brooklyn’s The Well this Saturday (September 8th), with yours truly doing an opening set. Doors open at 5p, and the show itself begins at 6p.

Those who purchased tickets for the show originally slated in August will still have their tickets honored, as will the winners of our first contest. You can also cop tickets here, or visit the dopehouse tomorrow for another chance to win a pair of tickets. Hope to see you all there.

Welcome To: Our House is in stores now.

Video: Slaughterhouse ft Swizz Beatz – Throw It Away

Slaughterhouse and Swizz Beatz sets off the new video for Throw It Away. Features a cameo from Shady.

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Video: Slaughterhouse ft Swizz Beatz – Throw It Away

Slaughterhouse ft Eminem – Asylum Lyrics

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Slaughterhouse ft Eminem – Asylum. Lyrics included below.

“So sick with ridiculous English, niggas get squeamish, When they hear this criminal linguist”

Track 17 off Slaughterhouse’s debud Shady records album featuring Slim Shady himself.Welcome To: Our House is available to purchase now on iTunes.

Read the full Slaughterhouse “Asylum” Lyrics after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – Asylum Lyrics

[Hook: Eminem]
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They’ve taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They’ve taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
I walk around with OJ’s glove knowing it fit
Fif to the toilet we taking over this shit
The Yaowa waited, salivated like man I know I can spit
I was knocking for quite some time but you wouldn’t open this bitch
You turn green when I enter, probably can’t breathe
Now ya’ll trees in the winter, nobody can’t leave
For all those that was doubtful I got a scalpel
And a mouthful of vowels to make a party stampede
You brag about swag and your feminine trends
I belittle your riddle you Skittles with Eminem’s friends
So I ain’t trying to play with you, this chainsaw crack jokes
On Cain’s brother brah, disable you
I’m an untamable animal with aim from a moving train
I could graze your decaying tooth
And my straight jacket just came unloose
I’m reporting live this is (BREAKING NEWS!)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Crooked I]
Psycho, like no, bitch made, nigga so
This gray, nigga go, insane
I got the switchblade to your throat, move it’s not smart
I’ll slice and watch you bleed all over the pop charts
Me and the Slaughters run the asylum, I’m feeling
Like DiCaprio rapping on Shutter Island
This industry is pussy, guess who’s gonna hit it the meanest
Give her the penis, hit the bitch in her Venus
To this game I’m addicted and fiendish, I’m predicted to bring this
G shit to it’s pinnacle zenith, lyrical genius
So sick with ridiculous English, niggas get squeamish
When they hear this criminal linguist
Fall back it’s the take over, ya’ll wack and ya cake over
I escape from the padded room, grab a broom and rape a male rapper’s womb

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Royce Da 5’9]
I’ve witnessed the worst happening
The injure moment when I’m purse snatching
I’m purp growing, berserk boning this nurse ratchet
When we spit you get the pug face
Your bitch swallowed my five dollar foot long on the subway
If sane people are rich why should I sit around?
Play me and end up like the back of this hospital gown, ass out
Drink drink drink drink, pass out
Ya’ll feel me right?
When I was young I was loud, I used to be like “I’LL KILL YA!”
Now I be like “You know I’ll kill you right?”
If ya’ll don’t like it ya’ll can lick my dick
Cause we built this house we live in brick by brick

[Hook]

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Slaughterhouse ft Eminem – Asylum Lyrics

Slaughterhouse ft Busta Rhymes – Coffin Lyrics

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Slaughterhouse – Coffin. Lyrics included below.

“Y’all know what it is, cause we do it often, Caught another body, buy another coffin”

Slaughterhouse team up with Busta Rhymes to murder this track. Off Welcome To: Our House. Out today! Available to purchase now on iTunes.

Read the full Slaughterhouse “Coffin” Lyrics after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – Coffin Lyrics

[Busta Rhymes]
Slaughterhouse, Bussa Buss!
Somebody better hurry up and find the nearest fucking exit
Joe Budeen c’mon..

[Joe Budden]
Had to barge our way through, they wouldn’t open the door
First time high, they couldn’t know what’s raw
You would die if you smoked it, too potent to snort
If you think by the bar, you probably choke on the thought
(What up, what up, what up) Speed dial a coroner
Done with subliminals, now I’m talking to all of ya
Trying my patience, wearing it thin
I put my prints on your heart without piercing the skin
(What up, what up, what up) I only need knuckles
Tell him to travel safe, then make his knees buckle
Before they love you, they gotta hate you
They say that real recognize real dawg, we can spot fake too

[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
Y’all know what it is, cause we do it often
Caught another body, buy another coffin
(What up, what up, what up) Buy another coffin
(What up, what up, what up) Buy another coffin
We burn shit down, blow torch scorching
Slaughterhouse bitch, buy another coffin
(What up, what up, what up) Buy another coffin
(What up, what up, what up) Buy another coffin

[Joell Ortiz]
Knick knack paddy whack, Yaowa wanna bone
Click clack acrobatic coward with the chrome
Purchase another casket, I’m murdering ya bastards
My Desert Eagle’s a bird, dirty little rachet
Lose a part of ya, when a hollow one touch ya
Screamin’ “Wooo hah!”, when I Bussa Buss ya
I dress my baby up, she got a custom muffler
She be like “pew pew” you be like (cough cough)
Can you lean with it? Can you drop with it?
Next time I tell you shoot, put a sock in it
(What up, what up, what up) Act calm chief
We Sasquatch beef, big foot up your butt (shut up)

[Hook]

[Crooked I]
The most beautifulest thing in this world
Are the funerals I bring to this world
(What up, what up, what up) Gimme the beat, I’mma body it
John Gotti it, Crooked probably bodied the audience
(What up, what up, what up) then I’m tryna find a whore
Dick in that vagina like I’m mining for diamonds or
I’m tryna find China or some kind of dinosaur
Tryna score like Kentucky in the final four
Yeah, you niggas still will see my gun
Is my other dick, cause it kill pussies
I’m hood, you good? I’m just checking homie
Still hammer dancing, 2 steppin’ with my weapon on me

[Hook]

[Royce da 5’9″]
I said if I ain’t fucking with you, you can suck a short for Richard
Until you hiccup, hiccup, need I say more?
Listening to a free beat by Dre, in some free Beats by Dre, or
Tell my attorney to cook it and eat it
I play catch with the body of Bernie from Weekend
At Bernie’s with Crooked this evenin’
I’m up in y’all spot with Jersey Joe Walcott
And Brooklyn Ortiz, just please donate us a reason
(What up, what up, what up) Fuck all the singin’
I’m about to be a rich nigga, and waste the whole last bar screamin’
You ready? (Ahhhh-ahahaahaaaaaaa!)

[Hook]

[Royce da 5’9″]
Yeah wassup world, you hear us now
Haha, we here
Ready? (Ahhhh-ahahaaahaaaaaaa!))

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Slaughterhouse ft Eminem & Skylar Grey – Our House Lyrics

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Slaughterhouse – Our House. Lyrics included below.

“The electricity in my will power, could still power, the twin towers, For ten hours so send cowards”

The super group from Shady records release their highly anticipated album Welcome To: Our House today. Here is their collabo with Eminem and Skylar Grey. Available to purchase now on iTunes.

Read the full Slaughterhouse “Our House” Lyrics after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – Our House Lyrics

[Hook 1: Eminem]
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don’t know if that goal is feasible, or it isn’t
But if it is then God, if you’re listenin’
Please donate me the strength to crush all competition
You can’t blame me for dreaming, I’m a dreamer
And if I’m coming off brash please forgive me
But, that’s all I want

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9″]
I just wanna be the illest MC (that’s all I want)
The same time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
These are the kind of words that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt
Redman I am cut from that cloth
Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I’m Bad video
Learn the whole routine and perform it for my father’s friends
While they smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two cadence
Thank God for the lunchroom tables
I’m trying to be the sickest nigga, dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short, it’s been one hell of a ride
Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up until the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay’s house
Wayne’s house, Nas’ house
Em’s house, Our House

[Hook 2: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won’t find, comfort
In here, in here, in here

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
When I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter chatter
It started off whack
But in the words of a ten year old, my shit was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what’s ADAT’s and two inch reels
How you ad-lib? What’s a punch? I ain’t a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster
Now everyday’s a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don’t fuck with it, I’m telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available
I’m disgusted as a fan, look how niggas sounding, damn
Weak head, ya’ll suck bad, fuck swag and your kicks from South Japan
I’m finna to be the best in this profession
I’ve been invested all my life, so wipe your feet before you step in
Our house

[Hook 2 & Hook 1]

[Interlude: Joe Budden]
I just wanna be the illest MC (That’s all I want)
The same time being as real as can be

[Verse 3: Crooked I]
Yo, in my house, the lights out
No utilities in the facilities
Feeling my life’s ’bout, to wipe out
These feelings I’m feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, can’t strike out
Cause if winning is really my enemy
I pull a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really serenity?
Man in my house, it’s rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can’t digest
And then I stress cause the road is rough
I start feeling like shit’s sour
The electricity in my will power, could still power, the twin towers
For ten hours so send cowards
The message from Crooked I
Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em Yaowa

[Verse 4: Eminem]
In our, house we spit like Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I could spit for six hours
Straight, only way to be great, is to dig down, if you can hear this sound in
Side my head sounds like a fucking drive-by
That’s what the inside of my mind’s like
Looking back on, my career even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so offensive well I got-ta go mad
Nomad with a notepad
Go Taz, spaz on these ho bags
That bother me, but I never wanna show that
Just don’t act like it ever does
Even though you know that there will never come
A day someone blows past you, never was
Someone who’s as dope as you ever was
And you hope that’s, true cause the competitor in you
Couldn’t let someone be better than you
And you know that, so you don’t ever hold back
What you gonna go back, to working a regular job?
Fuck that, I’m gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
Tell them fuck theyselves
They call me a wigger like Renee Zell
But I raised hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, offensive to the bone at
Guess I’m similar to, gangrene when I’m, angry then I’m
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no compassion
If eyes are the windows to the soul
Then it’s, broken glass and there’s no trespassing
Alright now here we go
Dre stamped me now I’m stamping Yelawolf
Be ready for the most competitive
Clique in the world it’s like Clash Of The Titans
I released the cracker it’s time to set it again
And when it’s said and it’s all done
None shall ever fuck with this squadron
So come on in, at your own risk
This is (Our House) Bitch!

[Hook 2]

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Slaughterhouse ft Eminem & Skylar Grey – Our House Lyrics

Slaughterhouse Live In Los Angeles (Video)


“Weight Scale”

Last night at Southern California’s El Rey Theatre, Shady’s four horsemen rocked the stage and performed a few encores. Here is one of said encore performances, courtesy of Jumpoff Joe.

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Slaughterhouse ft Freeway – Sucka MC’s Lyrics

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Slaughterhouse ft Freeway – Sucka MC’s. Lyrics included below.

The Shady 2.0 boys team with Freeway for this joint off their On The House Mixtape.

Read the full Slaughterhouse “Sucka MCs” Lyrics after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – Sucka MC’s Lyrics

[Intro]
Sometimes you gotta wonder
Maybe it’s the competitive nature of the game
The story kills them

[Verse 1: Freeway]
This is the way the story goes, when you in it for the dough
And you swinging for the fence, close friends’ll turn to foes
Act just like hoes, want you to get the dinner for ‘em
Niggas trying to slow; walk me but I been up on ‘em
Partly cause part of me got love for ‘em
But a part of me got a slug for ‘em
It’s hard for me, he was there from the start of me
Shared gear, see part of me still cares
But part of me feels, he ’bout to try to come to my house to slaughter me
Wait ’til I hit the balcony, then Dr. Martin me
This heart full of larceny, they think I’m the dollar tree
Since I’m the nigga with the weight and they ain’t
They’re like P90X trying to make me lose calories
State Prop chain-gang maintain salary
Freezer sends his goons through hourly, devouring
It’s just the Philly in me
Word to Joey crack, jealous ones envy, sucka MC’s
Fuck haters, get cheese

[Hook x2]
I can see my friends
Turn green with envy
(Jealous ones envy, sucka MC’s
Fuck haters, get cheese)

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9″]
I said, with friends like these, who needs enemies
Inside this evil industry, where the green breeds greed, envy, and schemes
Of being easy, dreams of seeing me up under guillotines
But the desert eagle I’m bringing with me can be its wings
It’s supposed to be ’bout respect
Your boys will catch you spend some of your dough and then they’ll count the rest
and bounce before you can bounce a check
He not jealous, he just wants you to split whatever you get with him
And all that he sees is all that you bought and it sticks with him
The snake in the grass from the garden of Eden, it bit him
The first recorded sin, for 4 to 10 to 25 to life
I can quote stories of lead from the top of my head like I don’t write
Drunk and high on life, I learned to back up my own hype
When I had to steal back my own bike, pastor’s on me like “pass the collection plates” of white on rice
God fearing, my only flaw’s my giving heart
It’s not conducive to being frugal and living smart
Maybe I’ll die dumb
Leaving behind a attractive corpse known for my hand on my balls like Cy Young
Eyes numb from constantly staying open
And constantly being haunted by promises they broken
We supposed to get money

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Crooked I]
The bottom of a vodka bottle describes my drink behavior
You’re far from biblical scriptures if you’re thinking a drink can save ya
What happens when your semen donor leaves the streets to raise ya?
You raise your heat, ready to go HAM like Lincoln Abra
Eh bruh, I know this stripper
Who was talking to this nigga, who was talking while he tipped her
Bout to zippers, he be flipping to get them chippers
He told her about his stash, slip of the tongue off the liquor
Yeah I used to dick her, now I call her my play sister
Yeah, we can trust her, we can bust in on that buster while he’s with her
With a ski mask, gloves and snubs doing it like a crook should
Slapped the bitch up a couple of times to make it look good
He said, “Damn, Crooked, you frozen cold”
When I’m broke, these are the types of thoughts that overload my dome
When I’m alone I done dirt that I never ever even told a soul
But my soul knows Ortiz, I need to slow my role

[Verse 4: Joell Ortiz]
You little suckers, mu’fucka
I put a verse from everyone of you dud busters ‘n Fuddruckers
Got swinging but going nowhere; mud putters
Walking ’round all sour you little bud puffers
I’m done dudda, shottas, poppa
I let the gun stutter, clap that booty, niggas, I’ll gun butt ya
One mother, no father, no sisters, no brother
Couple cousins, why bother, I’m one of one plus, uh
Who gives a fuck about the next man, my jet land
Your face all blue, orange, you’re mad like a Mets fan
I’m Brooklyn, like the Atlantic Ave. Nets and
I run with wildcats like the next season’s Jet plans
Feel the fire like Rex-man
You make one half of Smith & Wesson sign to Russell, you’re tech jam
This is rusty ain’t been popped in forever
My Glock sever your top better not diddy bop through my block in your lever
Pussy

[Hook]

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Slaughterhouse f K-Young – Gone Lyrics

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Slaughterhouse f K-Young – Gone. Lyrics included below.

“Life is a bitch and death wanna steal a kiss”

New track off the Slaughterhouse mixtape “On The House“. Features K-Young.

Read the full Slaughterhouse “Gone” Lyrics after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – Gone Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama]
Truthfully, it’s what the game did to us
It’s what it made me
Me, myself, I’m just tried to get my name on the flyer
Thats it, we look back, like damn I did it
It came with a price though
At some point we all gone

[Hook: K-Young]
The room is spinnin’
My mind is running around in circles
I can’t even hear the thoughts I’m thinkin’
Cause I’m gone, I’m gone, gone, gone
Cause I’m gone, I’m gone, gone, gone

[Verse 1: Crooked I]
Talkin’ to myself, I tell me “Crooked is real as this”
Life is a bitch and death wanna steal a kiss
Slap you when you’re born, when you’re gone they feel your wrist
To see if your pulse still exist
Living in the belly, of the beast is a real abyss
Walk in a straight line is what you entertain
Then you slang to pay your bills, that‘s your ying and yang
The daily challenge to find balance within your brain
There’s something else, living inside your heart other than your pain
I look at life as a lesson
For me to alter is like a Rolex for a gift
No better time than the present
If not, I’ma be smokin’ chronic
Drinkin’ on vodka till I choke on my own vomit cause life’s a broken promise

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9″]
When that Slaughterhouse album comin’? What’s the ETA?
Where that good music at? Where that beat from ‘Ye?
Is Crooked and Yaowa were only in that group to keep
From being in the streets to distribute yay
Is Royce and Marshall ‘bout to link and go their secret way
Is Joe gonna start a show with all his hoes
Like he the protégé of Stevie J for easy pay
Before y’all become a memory
Would y’all please do a song with Kendrick, Young Money, and MMG?
These questions and suggestions they hard to maintain
When you fuck with Flex but you worry what Charlemagne think?
Cause you from the D and don’t get no radio play in ya own home
Long as y’all playing Sean I’m good, I’m grown
Nigga I’m gone

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]
Have you ever tried to stop crying but couldn’t?
Them shots fly in my hood and
Sometimes it’ll force a man to say bye bye to a good one
Dust some slacks from in the back of that closet and button up
Don’t crumble up, when you approaching his mother that hug is tough
It’ll make you asthmatic, some can’t hack it but look at me
I wear my hat backwards and rap fantastic cuz I’m a G
Royce, pause that block, I ride past that for them beats
But my niggas mathematics? Bad traffic, still in the streets
As long as they there, I’m there survivin’ for them ones
But they won’t stay there, I swear
I’mma write ‘em out the slums
So when a gun is drawn in the hood, man they good, on my tour bus
Puffing bumping this song, fucking fans feeling lucky we gone

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Joe Budden]
Thought we were defying the odds, I thought that we weathered the storm
I thought that we’d travel the same road, I thought that we’d never conform
Don’t tell me you bastards tricked me, don’t tell me that I was just wrong
Cause now I’m masked and it gets to me, whenever we’re about to perform
Thought it was about to heat up, it’s taking a while to get warm
If not for the fact that I love you niggas, and we all get along
I swear we’d been got
Thought we could all see the writing on the wall
Now after chivalry we was rebels and thrilling as before
Or Maybe the fact I’ve been solo so long
It’s kinda spoilt me or when I’m annoyed and try to avoid
Becoming a victim of loyalty
We was so cuttin’ edge
My address is the fucking ledge
Won’t be unhappy, I know how I get one in this state
If I let them fuck me this time, it’ll be considered rape
We were saviours on our own terms
I’ve learned if any three of you have wavered
Let me know so I can wave good.. Nah

[Hook]

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Slaughterhouse ft. Eminem – Throw That Lyrics

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Slaughterhouse ft. Eminem – Throw That. Lyrics included below.

Off their upcoming album welcome to: OUR HOUSE. Produced by T-Minus. Available to purchase on iTunes.

Read the full Slaughterhouse “Throw That” Lyrics after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – Throw That Lyrics

[Eminem – Hook]
She strips, to get tips
Those lips and those childbearing hips
I’ll throw this, I’ll throw this dick on you girl (girl)
I’ll throw this, I’ll throw this dick on you girl (girl)

Gonna make you feel me, gonna shake this building till I make you spill drinks
Girl, this whole building is probably filled with little dingalings
But not me, I- I throw this dick on you girl
I throw this, I throw this dick on you girl

[Royce Da 5’9″]
They call me Nickel Nina aka (ROYCE!) aka (throw dat dick?)
A player gotta keep a condom on cause we play safe
Eh, then I’m taking the condom off cause I skeet they face
Then I turn of Jodeci cause they say “baby want you to stay but you can’t stay”
It aint trickin’ it if you gettin it, if you aint got that you aint ballin’
You mad, they call me botox up in Hermes cause I assist them get rid of all those bags
(All those bags) I throw this brick on you girl
Then I drink up, whats your number?
I’ma throw this dick on you girl

She’s got it, ohhh she got all the homies in here
Excited, ohh I dont really know how to describe it

The strippers love me and I love them too
My bitch gon be like what am I gon do witchu

[Eminem – Hook]

[Crooked I]
I’m Crooked I, aka fuck your girl
Up up in the sky
When it come down, say “FUCK THE WOOOORLD”
These strippers are sprung
My middle initial is dreadful richard and my nicknames
right on the tip of her tongue
The side of her mouth is dripping with (EH, eh-eh)
I’m drunk right now, stomped right now
Tryna figure out how to get four chicks to sit on one chair
Oh yeah, turn the chair upside down, upside down
I throw this grip on you girl
Talking that handcuff you aint never coming home
Man finna trip on your girl

She’s got it, ohhh she got all the homies in here
Excited, ohhh, I dont really know how to describe it

Baby you got some incredible skills
I want brain you want shoes
True love’s always head over heels

[Eminem – Hook]

[Bridge]
I said yo yo
You got me on the string I’m dangling like a yoyo
You string me along and leave me hanging and thats a NO No
In my world, cause I throw this thing on you girl

[Joe Budden]
Look, they call me Joe Butt-in
I be around when them hoes strut in
This relationship is 50/50
If you meet me halfway I get the whole nut in
Cause I’m in town, just one day now spin round
Get ya face out the way
And just when she want an encore, I’m gone
I’m sorry I couldn’t stay

[Joell Ortiz]
They call me O-E double-L Ortiz
AKA Yaowa, aka ah nuttin, I just got an ak in my jeans
Can I spray your flower
I aint really tryna sit with you girl
When you complete that spit lets split
Wheres your wrist let me throw this grip on you girl

She’s got it, ohhh she got all the homies in here excited,
ohhh, I dont really know how to describe it

…before this night is a blur, here’s my offer
That shit you did, do that with her
And both of you girls..?

[Eminem – Hook]
(Throw dat dick)

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Slaughterhouse ft. Eminem – Throw That Lyrics

Mixtape: Slaughterhouse – On The House

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Slaughterhouse finally release their mixtape On The House.

Get the download and tracklist after the jump.

Slaughterhouse – On The House Track list

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Download: Slaughterhouse – On The House

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Mixtape: Slaughterhouse – On The House

Slaugherhouse – On the House (Mixtape)

There may have been a slight delay, but Shady’s four horsemen finally drop their precursor to welcome to: OUR HOUSE. Tracklist and link down bottom.

DOWNLOAD: Slaugherhouse – On the House (Mixtape)

Video: Slaughterhouse Record ‘Truth Or Truth’ (In-Studio Footage)

Slaughterhouse released their candid track Truth Or Truth on Thursday and come through with some footage of them recording the song.

Read the full Slaughterhouse Truth Or Truth Lyrics here. Taken off their mixtape On The House coming soon.

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Video: Slaughterhouse Record ‘Truth Or Truth’ (In-Studio Footage)