When I just a little boy My used to tell me these crazy things She to tell me my daddy was an evil man, She used to tell me he me But then I got a little bit And I realized, she was the one But was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it that's just the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein' broke no They say I can't rap about coke no more Slut, you think I choke no whore Til the vocal cords don't in her throat no more?! motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm the shit Cause I'm thinkin' it to be sayin' it Put your down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, you're too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, Ma? "Oh, now raping his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling cover?" You god damn right bitch, and now too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two I invented violence, you vile venomous bitches Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Chainsaw, left his brains all Danglin' from his neck, while his barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a you! You don't want to fuck with me leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be rapper dead For off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a said But when kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too! You ain't but a girl to me I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! Like a weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and you Buck with me, I through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to 'em It ain't acid rap, I just rap on Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on Whoops! Is that a subliminal No! criminal intent to sodomize women again Eminem offend? No! Eminem And if you ever in to him, you give him an impulse To do it again, then, if he does it You'll probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't this ain't the chorus I ain't even you in the woods yet to paint the forest A is orange after you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal it Norman? Serial killer hidin' murder In a box on top of your stereo Here we go again, we're out of our Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, know why I say things? Cause screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on radio shows Just to argue with 'em their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand of her From principal to the body and counselor From in-school to school to out of school I don't even in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to hear you keep for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the from O.J. I'm ready to everyone's throat ache You keep eggin' me on Til I you at knife point, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me your hands and I said shut up when I'm to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies You know, I you