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Songs: Encore / Curtains Up, Evil Deeds, Never Enough, Yellow Brick Road, Like Toy Soldiers, Mosh, Puke, My 1st Single, Paul (skit), Rain Man, Big Weenie, Em Calls Paul (skit), Just Lose It, Ass Like That, Spend Some Time, Mockingbird, Crazy in Love, One Shot 2 Shot, Final Thought (skit), Encore / Curtains Down, We as Americans, Love You More, Ricky Ticky Toc, My Name Is (Instrumental), Renaissance, Habits, Trouble, Brand New Dance, Evil, All You Got (skit), Lucifer, Antichrist, Fuel, Road Rage, Houdini, Breaking News (skit), Guilty Conscience 2, Head Honcho, Temporary, Bad One, Tobey, Guess Who’s Back (skit), Somebody Save Me, The Way I Am (Instrumental), Stan Instrumental, Cold Wind Blows, Talkin’ 2 Myself, On Fire, Won’t Back Down, W.T.P., Going Through Changes, Not Afraid, Seduction, No Love, Space Bound, Cinderella Man, 25 to Life, So Bad, Almost Famous, Love the Way You Lie, You’re Never Over, Untitled, The Ringer, Greatest, Lucky You, Paul (skit), Normal, Em Calls Paul (skit), Stepping Stone, Not Alike, Kamikaze, Fall, Nice Guy, Good Guy, Venom, Lose Yourself (Instrumental), Public Service Announcement 2000, Kill You, Stan, Paul (skit), Who Knew, Steve Berman, The Way I Am, The Real Slim Shady, Remember Me?, I’m Back, Marshall Mathers, Ken Kaniff (skit), Drug Ballad, Amityville, Bitch Please II, Kim, Under the Influence, Criminal, Public Service Announcement, My Name Is, Guilty Conscience, Brain Damage, Paul, If I Had, 97' Bonnie & Clyde, Bitch, Role Model, Lounge, My Fault, Ken Kaniff, Cum on Everybody, Rock Bottom, Just Don't Give a Fuck, Soap, As the World Turns, I'm Shady, Bad Meets Evil, Still Don't Give a Fuck, Infinite, WEGO (interlude), It's OK, 313, Tonite, Maxine, Open Mic, Never 2 Far, Searchin', Backstabber, Jealousy Woes II, Without Me (Instrumental), Superman (Instrumental), Till I Collapse (Instrumental), Bad Guy, Parking Lot (skit), Rhyme or Reason, So Much Better, Survival, Legacy, Asshole, Berzerk, Rap God, Brainless, Stronger Than I Was, The Monster, So Far…, Love Game, Headlights, Evil Twin, Walk on Water, Believe, Chloraseptic, Untouchable, River, Remind Me (intro), Remind Me, Revival (interlude), Like Home, Bad Husband, Tragic Endings, Framed, Nowhere Fast, Heat, Offended, Need Me, In Your Head, Castle, Arose, Dr. West (skit), 3 a.m., My Mom, Insane, Bagpipes From Baghdad, Hello, Tonya (skit), Same Song & Dance, We Made You, Medicine Ball, Paul (skit), Stay Wide Awake, Old Time’s Sake, Must Be the Ganja, Mr. Mathers (skit), Deja Vu, Beautiful, Crack A Bottle, Steve Berman (skit), Underground/Ken Kaniff, Premonition (intro), Unaccommodating, You Gon’ Learn, Alfred (interlude), Those Kinda Nights, In Too Deep, Godzilla, Darkness, Leaving Heaven, Yah Yah, Stepdad (intro), Stepdad, Marsh, Never Love Again, Little Engine, Lock It Up, Farewell, No Regrets, I Will, Alfred (outro), Curtains Up (skit), White America, Business, Cleanin’ Out My Closet, Square Dance, The Kiss (skit), Soldier, Say Goodbye Hollywood, Drips, Without Me, Paul Rosenberg (skit), Sing for the Moment, Superman, Hailie’s Song, Steve Berman (skit), When the Music Stops, Say What You Say, Till I Collapse, My Dad’s Gone Crazy, Curtains Close
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Oh yeah, this is Eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your motherfucking mind, we represent the 313 You know what I'm saying, 'cause they don't know shit about this For the 9-6 Ayo, my pen and paper 'cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxin', a zany act, a maniac in action A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run My rhyming skills got you climbing hills I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills I'm sliming rills of roaches, when sprayed in this infections Twistin' necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog This is the season for noise pollution contamination Examination of more cartoons than animation My lamination of narration Hit's a snare and bass in the track fucked up rapper interrogation When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring, gazing I turn the stage into a barren wasteland I'm Infinite You heard of hell, well I was sent from it I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments Now I'm trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it I'm Infinite Bust it, I let the beat commence, so I can beat the sense in your elite defense I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp and then two feet to rinse I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal One thought in my cerebral is deeper than a Jeep full of people MCs are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the lonely one Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis That eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite You heard of hell, well I was sent from it I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments Now I'm trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it I'm Infinite Man I got evidence, I'm never dense and I been clever ever since My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O So I'm assumin' all responsibility 'Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's Mic nestler, slamming like a wrestler Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler No one is specialer, my skill is intergalactical I get cynical act a fool then I send a crew back to school I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical I'd rather let a tactical, tactful, track tickle your fancy In fact, I can't see, or can't imagine A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam Plus the man who never had a plan B Be all you can be, 'cause once you make an instant hit I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit I'm Infinite You heard of hell, well I was sent from it I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments Now I'm trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it I'm Infinite You heard of hell, well I was sent from it I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments Now I'm trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it I'm Infinite '95, '96 And on and on, and on and on
(Intro: Proof & Eminem) Check it out! Hey, Kyu! (Chorus: Eye-Kyu) It's a broke day, but everything is okay (It's okay) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year, pretendin' I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day, but everything is okay (It's okay) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (Can't sleep) It's a long year, pretendin' I belong here (Verse 1: Eminem) One day I plan to be a family man, happily married I want to grow to be so old that I have to be carried 'Til I'm glad to be buried and leave this crazy world And have at least a half a million for my baby girl It may be early to be plannin' this stuff 'Cause I'm still strugglin', hard to be the man, and it's tough 'Cause man, it's been rough, but still I manage enough I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed, my hands have been cuffed But I don't panic and huff, frantic and puff, or plan to give up The minute shit hits the fan and erupts I'm antein' up, double or nothin' I've been troubled enough and I'm sick of strugglin' and sufferin' See, my destiny's to rest in ease 'Til I'm impressed and pleased with my progress I won't settle for less than cheese I'm on a quest to seize all, my own label to call Way before my baby is able to crawl I'm too stable to fall, the pressure motivates To know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades I see the golden gates to Heaven on Earth Where they don't pull a weapon on you when you're steppin' on turf, Kyu (Chorus: Eye-Kyu) It's a broke day, but everything is okay (It's okay) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year, pretendin' I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day, but everything is okay (It's okay) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year, pretendin' I belong here (Verse 2: Eminem) I'm goin' for broke, gamblin' and playin' for keeps Every day in the streets, scramblin' and payin' for cheap Prayin' for sleep, dreamin' with a waterin' mouth Wishin' for a better life for my daughter and spouse In this slaughterin' house Caught up in bouts with the root of all evil I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful And make 'em do shit illegal for these Grants and Jacksons These transactions explain a man's actions But in the midst of this insanity, I found my Christianity Through God and there's a wish he granted me He showed me how to cope with the stress And hope for the best, instead of mopin' depressed Always gropin' a mess or flyin' over the nest To sellin' dope with the rest I quit smokin' cess to open my chest Life is stressful inside this cesspool Tryin' to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel My little brother's tryin' to learn his mathematics He's asthmatic, runnin' home from school away from crack addicts Kids attract static, children with automatics Takin' target practice on teens for Starter jackets I'm usin' smarter tactics to overcome this slum I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum It's cumbersome, I'm tryin' to do well on this Earth But it's been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth (Chorus: Eye-Kyu) It's a broke day, but everything is okay (It's okay) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year, pretendin' I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day, but everything is okay (It's okay) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year, pretendin' I belong here (Belong here) (Outro: Eye-Kyu) Uh, it's okay Yeah, it's alright Even though I can't sleep Uh, yeah, it's okay It's alright, I can't sleep Hmm, it's cool
I'm giving mad love, and smuggling hugs Struggling thugs, smuggling drugs Juggling jobs, guzzling jugs So here's a toast to federal checks Federal sex, unaffordable medical debts We travel in packs, unravelling facts And gravelling cracks to find babbling macks Gaffling tracks, like grappling acts For them baffling acts of mysterious stabbing the backs Who dabble in wax Still in my yard when I stomped at the culprit The cold shit'll end up with the skull split Then I bury the hatchet, I carry the fat shit Butterfingers is here when it's necessary to scratch it Baby, all I wanna do is swallow one or two Smoke a little bit and follow one of you Back home when the party ends So tonight I'm dropping naughty hints To the finest women in the audience Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light, hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light, hope that everyone's feeling alright Why is it like tarantulas? Vandalists living in scandalous Isn't television evangelist, but I can handle this I'm derived by the crime fighter, K-Crusader Taking care of undeserving live lighters I think we live in Aramid for me, experimentally I found a way to spread a terror mentally When I stumbled upon this resolution By using a special fusion of chemical solution for this resolution You couldn't see me with binoculars, I'm armed like an octopus Step on stage and you get socked and pushed Talking to turk like you had black heart at your back Come to battle me and you get smacked Hard as you act when I represent it And we'll have a referee in it every minute So when I win it, you never resent it I'm forever demented Come up with funk, I'll never be sinning You got the point when I cleverly sin it Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light, hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light, hope that everyone's feeling alright Eminem is set in Skyward For those who thought that I would make you bored And treat you like a piece of plywood I got miracle, lyrical capability Y'all in me with the agility to escape a killer beat colony So get your cameras and capture how miraculous I rap for all you Dracula's and showed you all how wacky was I'm demented as a diss, cause you don't possess the possess of this I'm hazardous enough already as it is Without you attitude to the fire, I'm crude to the liar Who fails to recognize my reign of hell rules your desire Clinical studies show that I'm cynical There's no one who's identical to my fresh and authentic flow I'm sure that party people can agree When I'm attending with a romantically freaking focus or frantically So throw your heads up in the atmosphere And let them know the only party that was fat was here Cause we came here to do this tonight Cause we don't wanna fight We don't want no more filling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the one night hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight Cause we don't wanna fight We don't want no more filling up tight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the one night hope that everyone's feeling alright
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah I'm getting mad love, I'm snuggling hugs Druggling thugs, smuggling drugs, juggling jobs, guzzling jugs So here's a toast to federal checks Hetero sex, unaffordable medical debts, huh We travel in packs and ravel in facts and gravel in cracks To find babbling Max, gaffling tracks I grapple an axe for them baffling acts The mysterious stab in the backs who dabble in wax Still in my yard when I sculpted the culprit The tall shit that will end up with his skull split Then I buried the hatchet, I carried the fat chick Butterfingers is here and it's necessary to scratch it Baby all I wanna do is swallow one and two Smoke a little bit and follow one of you Back home when the party ends So tonight I'm dropping naughty hints To the finest women in the audience Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Ayo, spiders are like tarantulas, vandealous Living as scandalous as a television evangelist But I can handle this, I'm the rhyme biter crime fighter Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters I think a living never meant for me Experimentally I found a way to spread interamentally When I stumbled upon this resolution By using a special fusion of chemical solution for this resolution You couldn't see me with binoculars I armed like an octopus Step on stage and you get socked and pushed Talking that junk like you went black, guarded your back Come battle me and you get smacked as hard as you act When I rap I represent it and will never referee in it Every minute so when I win it you never resent it I'm forever demented, come up with funk, I'll never be scented You got the point when I cleverly said it Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Eminem is heading skyward For those who thought that I would make you bored and treat you like a piece of plywood I've got miracle lyrical capability all in me With the agility to escape a killer bee colony So get your cameras and capture how miraculous I rap for all you Draculas and showed you all how whack you was I meant it as a dis, cause you don't posses the pizzazz as this I'm hazardous enough already as it is Without you adding fuel to the fire I'm cruel to the liar Who fails to recognize my reign of hell, rule to the sire Clinical studies show that I'm cynical There's no one who's identical to my fresh and authentic flow I'm sure the party people can agree That I'm enchanting, with the romantic Freaking the vocals so frantically So throw your hands up in the atmosphere And let them know the only party that was phat was here, just be like Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright
Maxine!! (Phone Rings) Maxine: Hello Denaun: Can I speak to Maxine? Maxine: Yeah this is me what's up? Denaun: What up? Maxine: Who dis? Denaun: Denaun Maxine: Yeah what's up? Denaun: What are you doing? Maxine: Nothing, just laying in bed Denaun: Huh? Maxine: Nothing, just laying in the bed Denaun: Why? Maxine: I don't know, thinking about something freaky to do I know this crack fiend Maxine who needs a vaccine She tests positive but tells you that her act's clean Plus she got a sugar daddy Asking every hooker that he takes in to crook her badly If you mistook her sadly, on her reputation You're in jepordation, if you ain't got no preparation When you step away son, she got her face done Looking provocative, she'll let you knock it if You press the issue and get undressed to kiss you If you match the price, otherwise she won't look at you twice But when you catch the lice, or get the urgency To go to the emergency cause it burns to pee Don't bring your germs to me, cause I ain't trying to hear it While your fighting you fucking disease trying to clear it (Maxine!!) Sometimes I wonder, what's your purpose? In life that is To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit You living trife, got three kids at home and club hopping every night You say it's gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down And then speeds back to a regular pace, there is no end to this Mystery, whatever your reason even is to be You say you wanna be with me, but how can you say that When you got niggas hiding in your closet I refrain from getting angry but you keep on that strangely I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me So I stepped on it and then asked my homies And chilled on the side and then watched they niggas Big game over there and take notes, while I get this number I stepped to her first I cleared my throat and said "Hey Bitch Haven't I seen you before?", looked at my nigga Turned around and got slapped throughout my hands And said "Oh it's like that?" She said she just broke up with her nigga and shit She started crying, and asked me to forgive her and shit She said her name was Maxine, so I told her I wanted her number She asked could I give her mine two Got to the crib and called her up We got into a good conversation that's when she asked me could I fuck I said "Maxine check this out Give me your address I'll be through and you'll find out" Got to the crib she let me in She didn't waste time she grabbed my hand and proceeded to the bedroom I said "Hold up, and stop proceeding, you rushing things" What the fuck are you doing? So I went for my protection, took off my clothes and started flexing As she went for my midsection I threw her down as I tore off her shirt Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about putting in work Before I hit it she said "3 don't get mad but there's something that I gotta tell your ass" I said "What is it, another nigga? It's ok" She said "No I forgot to tell you, that I got AIDS" I got up out Denaun: Hey, Maxine Maxine: What Denaun: You thinking about sucking my dick? Maxine: Yeah for a small price Denaun: For a small price? What you mean? Maxine: You know, money nigga Denaun: You don't need no damn money I can't give you no money anyways, I heard you got some shit Maxine: (laughing) What you, what you hear I got? Denaun: AIDS Maxine: (laughing) Who told you that bullshit? Denaun: My nigga Kyu, he wouldn't lie Maxine: Well if that's the case, Kyu got it then Denaun: Oh for real, it's like that? Maxine: (laughing) Well I ain't got shit so he ain't got shit, and if he do, he ain't get that shit from me I ain't fucking around with no 3rd nigga Denaun: Fuck that, I ain't fucking with you Maxine: No, see Denaun: You got that shit, I ain't gotta fuck with you Maxine: Hold on, why it ain't even like that Denaun: I want ya'll to get paid, fucking Maxine: (laughing as the phone hangs up)
Hey yo man, what's up man? Hey man, y'all been here all day man. Y'all be here every weekend man Y'all never get a chance to rap first What? You ain't right I think I got some rap for all y'all You told you that Think of my rap fresh I'ma bust my rap first Y'all can bust, you can bust, you can bust after me if you don't No, no man, I'm going first Man, I get tired of everybody always want to rap first And you always rap first I'm rapping. I don't care what none of y'all say I'm fresh. I'm fresh Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you could flow? Point at my bitch, I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you could flow? I said who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you could flow? Point at my bitch, I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? I'll have you dig it back to Christ when you sacrifice And wear your hat and slice when I fill your bag with knifes Back in life as MC's, now I'm set to launch a plan For blowing up the stage with a legal contraband I starved your man, so unless you went with E-God You better set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot I make the jihad, people get in my face and ask If I wanna battle, then I chase them in a Jason mask It's an amazing task to battle with success I never gave a fuck, now I give a fuck less And when it's slugfest, I get physical like physicians Invisible like magicians with mystical-like traditions I make it wizardry like a sorcerer No remorse for you when I torture you Throughout the course of my orchestra So feel the force of my spiritual images Slicing up an enemy's appendages Till he images my skinnages Every time a rapper recites And when he's through with his verse I'm all covered in flea bites You wanna see fights, I got a match for ya You couldn't flip shit playing the toilets with a spatula Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point at my man, I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? And yo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point at my bitch, I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? You bitches get a hysterectomy Disrespecting me You wanna feel the full effect of me Anatectomy Intellectually superior I make the wack wearier Inferior Deteriorate like bacteria Materially Killing serially Clearly you'll see How much in fear when you hear me you be And shiver and shake Quiver and quake Bite and rhyme And big and jolt And stiffer and nape Wither and break And slither and snake Jibber and fake Fever and flake I'll twist you in a different shape And toss you in Michigan Lake For fishermen's sake If this is a dream, you wish you can wake Every dish you can take Personal We ain't friends trying to make amends If you ain't never stole a gate, you can take offense I make intense masterpieces That's masterpieces That's releases You got diseases That's the reasons I'm showing you the proper way to operate a mic So pass it like a hot potato I've never been less than clever and fresh Ever in flesh Of fools who never impress Ever infest Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Boy to my man, I want to know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? And yo, who the fuck passed you the mic, man, and said that you can flow? Boy to my bitch, I want to know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Boy to my, I want to know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (Gibberish)
G'day, what up man? What up dog? You alright? Chillin. It's cold as hell Yes it is. Hey, bus didn't come here, did it? Nah, hey look, you got 15 cents? Nah, I got just enough to get on the bus, I'm broke We gotta go to the store right quick, man, cause I'm short Yeah, we don't have enough time to go to the store? Nah, look You shoulda told me how much you got there I only got 75, and you know what I'm saying, I got a dollar, you know what I mean? You know what, hey look, I'm sick of taking this damn bus everywhere, man You gotta make some money Nah, I know, look, I'm trying to get rich I got a baby on the way, I ain't even got a car, you know what I'm saying? I'm still scaring my mom, man, 21 is damn long Yeah, look, hey, we gotta make some hit records or something, you know what I'm saying? Cause I'm tired of being poor Cause all I do is earn a life without a concern and dream of having a turn to earn money to burn Mapping out my strategies to get rich, huh My desire's like a scratch of these to get itched, huh Cause man, I live in the D, this shit ain't given for free Nothing's different to me, so what else is there to see? I be the prisoner to flee from all of this misery I'm not wishing to be another fish in the sea, or just an MC So listen to me, but listen to me, you're missing the key You ain't even in the vicinity, unconditionally My aspects, the cash checks, my objects, whenever to swap decks It's up to you, the decision is yours If what you vision is tours, or a mission is course, when your shit is in the stores Cause you can be a star, no matter wherever you are You're never too far from revenue bar Cause you can be killed, you can fool the world You can do anything, it's on you, baby Cause you can be a star, no matter wherever you are You're never too far from revenue bar Cause you can be killed, you can fool the world You can do anything, it's on you, baby Cause you can be a star, no matter wherever you are You're never too far from revenue bar You know what I'm saying? See what I'm talking about, man? It's that simple, man A million dollars ain't even that far away, man Yo, we got to get the money, man I can't be broke for the rest of my life Yeah, I hear what you're saying Look, there's gotta be something better, you know what I'm saying? Can't live like this for the rest of my life, man Bummin' rides is who I don't know Yeah, what's up, Alexis? It's your man, Gucci Ayo, I'm not about the chancin' and dismissin' Handlin' business, I'm cancelin' Christmas The gamblin' riskless, financial interest is the matter at hand I got an adequate plan for a stack of the grand I grab what I can and do what I must Let's do what I lust It's true that I just choose the few that I trust Them's the people that I still got Fuck with gangsta, Philpot, get your grill shot The 5L of the life, my man Dom Ruth Q in the nine, we move through in the nine My groove's true and divine, we never fronted We just wanted to be funded And live to be a hundred, instead of hunted Or be wanted, like few did It's all about a man plannin' what his future is And what he can do for his To be a star, no matter wherever you are You're never too far from Revenue Bar Cause you can be king, you can rule the world You can do anything, it's on you baby Cause you can be a star, no matter wherever you are You're never too far from Revenue Bar Cause you can be king, you can rule the world You can do anything, it's on you baby Cause you can be a star, no matter wherever you are You're never too far from Revenue Bar That is what I'm talkin' about I'm not tryin' to be the plan I'm tryin' to be the man I wanna be president Yo man, forget bein' president Man, I'm tryin' to be king and get dead presidents You know what I'm sayin'? Get money anytime I want Ownin' my own businesses and all that You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, I'm tryin' to be a millionaire baby Haha it's all on you though Yo, you only live once, 96 baby
Ain't no one special, special like you Ain't no one special, special like you Ain't no one special, special like you Ain't no one special, special like you I been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby I been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby I been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby I been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby I'm reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing Missing what I remember, kissing and hugging and squeezing Bugging and wheezing, I'm having trouble with breathing It's even tougher when sleeping But there's a couple of reasons that I'm suffering and grieving For loving and leaving, you're all I'm thinking of in the evening You got my knees buckling and weakening Thoughts of nothing but freaking that I'm struggling to keep in Interrupt when I'm speaking, I got some game that I'm preparing to run The way your lips sparkle in the glare of the sun You got your hair in a bun No matter what you're wearing, you're stunned Because you're comparing to none I want to share in the fun I feel a passionate lust when I imagine it just That only lasts when it's us I see you grasping at trust But my intentions are good This need to pass in the dust I'm not asking to rush and answer me immediately I just want to be there for you and you to be there for me If you agree to repeat after me, I love you I love you, baby Because I just need you to see how much I'm eager to be your man legally wed Your love's keeping me fed This is easily said So you can lead or be led If you care to be down Because ain't nobody like you nowhere to be found I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby Baby, it's all on you It's you I call on Boon to set a day up so you can ball on through We'll take a spin in the Lexus You can chill for dinner and breakfast Time enough to see how this gentleman sexes We'll start it off with caviar Don't carry on And then when it's a fact, we all won't carry on We'll take it slow See, nobody will hurry things I got the ears The bar cartie and hurricane If daiquiris ain't in the made and not your thing that day it's still all right, cause I got mid and made in Tangeray You're an incredible one that's rare I bet in edible underwear, you look impeccable, none compared I dream of freaking you, the woman that'll speak or two-squo It seems that there is not an end to things that we can do, so now we all set to play Only thing left to say is when you step away, baby look, don't forget the negligee I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby I've been searching But you're the one I want in my life, baby Someone special Special like you Someone special Special like you
Attention all units, attention all units We have an all points bulletin out on a man with green hair I repeat, we have an APB on a man with green hair He's armed with a knife, I repeat, he's armed with a knife Proceed with caution, watch your back fellas He could be coming at your girlfriend next There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward He'll stab you with a sword, don't be fooled by his charm He's probably armed with the tempt to do bodily harm Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there He has a mean stare but usually cracks jokes Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks We got the walkie talkies to keep us all informed Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors Locking down every block and put up metal detectors Protectors and be sure that you stand close Watch each other's backs and guard your command post And most of all be advised that he's wise He could be disguised as one of your very own guys I'm on a solo mission defining personally To settle the score and to beat him unmercifully For what he first did to me, it's sure to be the last Following footprints with a magnifying glass The dragon's lying ass back to his padded cell I'm mad as hell on the trail of this tattletale I heard a yell, the voice sounding familiar Give me your girlfriend or I'm gonna kill ya I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta Stay away from him, he ain't no good I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps Sneezing the dust and swinging at the spider webs Inside the depths of his basement I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place went I saw my life flash in front of my eyes I felt a butcher knife slash in one of my thighs None of my guys knew where I'm at, I was doomed Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta Stay away from him, he ain't no good Dealing with backstabbers, there was one thing I learned They're only powerful when you got your back turned I yearned for the day that we finally met again So I could give him a taste of his own medicine He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen Compliment the scene and dragged the fella home Beating him over the head with the telephone This is our card, this is our card Unit 313 has apprehended the suspect He's going back to the crazy home I repeat, he's going back to the crazy home Job well done I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta Stay away from him, he ain't no good I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta Stay away from him, he ain't no good I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta I'm taking back your past now, why I oughta Stay away from him, he ain't no good
Jealous! (8X) Jealous!?! What he mean jealous, know what I'm saying? He just mad cause he got with some ugly hoes, know what I'm saying? Girls don't buy him no clothes, He bought that ho some clothes!! He don't buy me no clothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick I mean, What do I got to be jealous for? He ain't gonna make it no where, he ain't got no type of time He has no career move, I mean... I come home every single day from working double shifts And stop along the way to pick you up a couple gifts I come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss me Then you diss me and we strenuously fight continuously Again you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust me It must be only just because you never learned to trust me Plus we only grovel only irrelevant issues To many tissues, for my feelings you misuse I buy you jewelry, you make a fool of me I bring you diamond rings you say I'm bad at timing things So what's a man to do when all i hand to you is handed back to me You act to be this gangsta bitch, that ain't what first attracted me I used to love your company now you always bugging me For information and you tell your friends you plan on dumping me So I'ma wait for your evacuation Cause every accusation makes me wanna smack your face in See I've never been so sure, and your just insecure So my solution to your jealousy presents a cure I recommend you take your things and check them in Look at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What? Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X) Fuck you and what you going through Fuck Eminem, he just mad cause I left that nigga for another man Me and Eminem don't need nothing but my and his money Immature, Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no swang in his thang Know what I'm saying? He just mad cause I'm getting it all night Jealous of me, know what I'm saying? That's what I'm talking about Mother fucker just trying to get his pussy I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your silent treatments I used to be intoxicated with your sweet sense Until the day I started following your feetprints And tapping in your phone conversations through the heat vents It made complete sense, there's someone else you like So I confronted you and asked you who was Mike? And you was like, (sampled) **I need a new nigga** Someone rich that I could follow And you'll be over me by the time you see tomorrow Leaving me in sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken hearted I fell apart when you departed then the joking started I was an open target, you play comedian And I became the laughing stock. but now I'm on my feet again And so we meet again, your acting like an ex-wife All in my sex life, I got a message from Phife He goes, "You didn't want me to see you then, I don't want you now" Take a towel, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me down You run me down and now your trying to apologize For all the lies and everytime you made me ball my eyes Because I got a bigger wallet size, you wanna swing it Jealousy is in the house ya'll, Fellas sing it... Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (12X)
This is a public service announcement brought to you in part by Slim Shady The views and events expressed here are totally fucked And are not necessarily the views of anyone However, the events and suggestions that appear on this album Are not to be taken lightly Children should not partake in the listening in this album With laces in their shoes Slim Shady is not responsible for your actions Upon purchasing this album, you have agreed not to try this at home An-anything else? Yeah, don't do drugs
Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, what? (Excuse me) My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady (Can I have the attention of the class for one second?) Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, kids, do you like violence? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Wanna see me stick nine-inch nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah, yeah) Try 'cid and get fucked up worse than my life is? (Huh?) My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Oh) And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady, you a basehead" (Uh-uh) "Then why's your face red? Man, you wasted" Well, since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else 'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass, and fall on my ass Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast Come here, slut; "Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl, dawg" I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high (Shh) Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser Chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of paper (Ow) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians In a spaceship while they're screaming at me, "Let's just be friends" Ninety-nine percent of my life, I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin' drugs and name it after her (Oh, thank you) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands And try to touch your hands like some screamin' Usher fans (Ahh, ahh, ahh) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it, "Dear Dave, thanks for the support, asshole" Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Stop the tape, this kid needs to be locked away (Get him) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, operate I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (Fuck that) I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (Huh, yup) Am I comin' or goin'? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years and my palms are too hairy to hide (Whoops) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (Come here) When I was little, I used to get so hungry I would throw fits How you gonna breastfeed me, Mom? You ain't got no tits I lay awake and strap myself in the bed With a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (Bang) 'Cause I'm steamin' mad (Grr), and by the way, when you see my dad (Yeah?) Tell him that I slit his throat in this dream I had Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, who? My name is, huh? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, who? My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady
Meet Eddie, 23 years old Fed up with life and the way things are goin' (damn, I'm goin' fuckin' insane) He decides to rob a liquor store (I gotta take this shit) But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart (I can't take it no more, holmes) And suddenly (shit is mine, I gotta do this) His conscience comes into play (I gotta do this) Alright, stop (huh?) Now, before you walk in the door of this liquor store And try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence (who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin' conscience That's nonsense Go in, gaffle the money, and run to one of your aunt's cribs And borrow a damn dress and one of her blond wigs (can I borrow this?) Tell her you need a place to stay, you'll be safe for days If you shave your legs with Renee's razor blades Yeah, but if it all goes through like it's supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids? Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right) Not over this shit, drop the biscuit (stop, I will) Don't even listen to Slim, yo, he's bad for you You know what, Dre? I don't like your attitude Come on, just come in here for a minute I don't know (look, look, look) Damn (look, it's gonna be alright, alright?) O-okay (look, give me a kiss) Meet Stan, 21 years old After meetin' a young girl at a rave party Things start gettin' hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom (pull your pants off) Once again, his conscience comes into play (come on) Now, listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek And smearin' her lipstick, slip this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe Yo, this girl's only 15 years old You shouldn't take advantage of her, it's not fair Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair? (Uh-huh) Fuck this bitch right here on the spot, bare 'Til she passes out, and she forgot how she got there Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie, "Kids"? No, but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail? Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail (ah, ah, ah) Here I lay (man, it feels good to be home) Meet Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker After comin' home from a hard day's work He walks in the door of his trailer park home To find his wife in bed with another man (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) (What the fuck?) uh, G-Grady! Alright, calm down, relax, start breathin' Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin' While you at work, she's with some dude tryna get off Fuck slittin' her throat, cut this bitch's head off Wait, what if there's an explanation for this shit? What, she tripped, fell, landed on his dick? Tsh, alright, Shady, maybe he's right, Grady But think about the baby before you get all crazy Okay, thought about it? Still wanna stab her? Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her? That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes? What you say? (What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?) I'ma kill you, motherfucker (uh-uh, temper, temper) Mr. Dre, Mr. N.W.A, Mr. AK Comin' straight outta Compton, y'all better make way How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent? 'Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went Been there, done that, aw, fuck it, what am I sayin'? Shoot 'em both, Grady, where's your gun at?
Scalpel Here Sponge Here Wait! He's convulsing! Ah! He's convulsing! Oh my! We're gonna have to shock him! Oh my God! We're gonna have to shock him! Oh my God! These are the results of a thousand electric volts A neck with bolts "Nurse we're losin' him, check the pulse!" A kid who refused to respect adults Wore spectacles with taped frames and a freckled nose A corny lookin' white boy, scrawny and always ornery 'Cause I was always sick of brawny bullies pickin' on me And I might snap, one day just like that I decided to strike back and flatten every tire on the bike rack My first day in junior high, this kid said "It's you and I, three o'clock sharp this afternoon you'll die" I looked at my watch it was one twenty "I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?!" He said "Don't try to run from me, you'll just make it worse" My palms were sweaty, and I started to shake at first Something told me "Try to fake a stomach ache, it works" I screamed "Owww! My appendix feels like they could burst!" "Teacher, teacher, quick! I need a naked nurse!" "What's the matter?" "I don't know, my leg, it hurts!" "Leg?! I thought you said it was your tummy!" "Oh! I mean it is, but I also got a bum knee!" "Mr. Mathers, the fun and games are over" "And just for that stunt, you're gonna get some extra homework" "But don't you wanna give me after school detention?" "Nah, that bully wants to beat your ass and I'mma let him" Brain damage, ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin' But everywhere I go they keep playin' my song Brain damage, ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin' But everywhere I go they keep playin' my song Brain damage Way before my baby daughter Hailey I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey An eighth grader who acted obnoxious, 'cause his father boxes So everyday he'd shove me in the lockers One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissin' And had me in the position to beat me into submission He banged my head against the urinal till he broke my nose Soaked my clothes in blood, grabbed me and choked my throat I tried to plead and tell him "We shouldn't beef" But he just wouldn't leave, he kept chokin' me and I couldn't breathe He looked at me and said "You gonna die honkey!" The principal walked in and started helpin' him stomp me I made them think they beat me to death Holdin' my breath for like five minutes before they finally left Then I got up and ran to the janitor's storage booth Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four inch screws Grabbed some sharp objects, brooms, and foreign tools "This is for every time you took my orange juice" "Or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate milk" "Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and spilt" "I'm gettin' you back bully!" "Now once and for good" I cocked the broomstick back and swung hard as I could And beat him over the head with it till I broke the wood Knocked him down, stood on his chest with one foot Made it home, later that same day Started reading a comic and suddenly everything became gray I couldn't even see what I was tryin' to read I went deaf, and my left ear started to bleed My mother started screamin' "What are you on, drugs?" "Look at you, you're gettin' blood all over my rug!" She beat me over the head with the remote control Opened a hole, and my whole brain fell out of my skull I picked it up and screamed "Look bitch, what have you done!?" "Oh my God! I'm sorry son!" "Shut up you cunt!" I said "Fuck it!" Took it and stuck it back up in my head Then I sewed it shut and put a couple of screws in my neck Brain damage, ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin' But everywhere I go they keep playin' my song Brain damage, ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin' But everywhere I go they keep playin' my song Brain damage It's brain damage I got brain damage It's brain damage It's probably brain damage It's brain damage Brain damage I got brain damage
Hey, what's going on? This is Paul Rosenberg, your faithful attorney at law Listen, I listened to the rough copy of your album And uh... you know I've just got to be honest with you Can you tone it down a little bit? Because there's only so much I can explain Give me a call
"Life" by Marshall Mathers What is life? Life is like a big obstacle Put in front of your optical to slow you down And every time you think you've gotten past it It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground What are friends? Friends are people that you think are your friends But they're really your enemies with secret identities and disguises to hide their true colors So just when you think you're close enough to be brothers they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't looking What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back around swearing that they was always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins Tired of never having any ends Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and Mini Thins I'm tired of this DJ playing your shit when he spins Tired of not having a deal Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel Tired of drowning in my sorrow Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off I'm tired of jobs startin' off at $5.50 an hour Then this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off I'm tired of being fired every time I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breathing down my neck, driving me berserk I'm tired of using plastic silverware Tired of working at Builder's Square Tired of not being a millionaire But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks It wouldn't be enough because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store I'm tired of not having a phone Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have one on Tired of not driving a BM Tired of not working at GM Tired of wanting to be him Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum Tired of not being on tour Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work in the back of a Contour I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns Tired of being stared at Tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat Tired of stepping in clubs, wearing the same pair of Lugz Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs Tired of other rappers who ain't bringing half the skill as me Sayin' they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me" And I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs Tired of JLB saying "Where Hip-Hop lives" But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks It wouldn't be enough because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss Y'know what I'm saying? I'm tired of all of this bullshit Telling me to be positive How am I 'posed to be positive when I don't see shit positive? Y'know what I'm saying? I rap about shit around me, shit I see Y'know what I'm saying? And right now I'm tired of everything Tired of all this player-hating that's going on in my own city Can't get no airplay Y'know what I'm saying? But hey, it's cool though Y'know what I'm saying? I'm just fed up That's my word
Baby, your dada loves you And I'mma always be here for you No matter what happens You're all I got in this world I would never give you up for nothing Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me I love you C'mon Hai-Hai, we going to the beach Grab a couple of toys and let Dada strap you in the car seat Oh, where's Mama? She's taking a little nap in the trunk Oh, that smell? Dada must've runned over a skunk Now, I know what you're thinking It's kind of late to go swimmin' But you know your Mama, she's one of those type of women that do crazy things And if she don't get her way, she'll throw a fit Don't play with Dada's toy knife, honey, let go of it And don't look so upset, why you acting bashful? Don't you wanna help Dada build a sandcastle? And Mama said she wants to show how far she can float And don't worry about that little boo-boo on her throat It's just a little scratch, it don't hurt Her was eating dinner while you were sweeping and spilled ketchup on her shirt Mama's messy, ain't she? We'll let her wash off in the water And me and you can pway by ourselves, can't we? Just the two of us, just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us, just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us, just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us, just the two of us See, honey There's a place called heaven and a place called hell A place called prison and a place called jail And Dada's probably on his way to all of 'em except one 'Cause Mama's got a new husband and a stepson And you don't want a brother, do ya? Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better I'll explain it to ya But for now, we'll just say Mama was real, real bad Was being mean to Dad and made him real, real mad But I still feel sad that I put her on timeout Sit back in your chair, honey, quit trying to climb out I told you it's okay, Hai-Hai, want a ba-ba? Take a night-night? Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga? Her make poo-poo ca-ca? Dada change your didee Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water '97 Bonnie and Clyde Me and my daughter Just the two of us, just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us, just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us, just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us, just the two of us Just you and I Wake up, sweepyhead, we're here, before we pway We're gonna take Mama for a wittle walk along the pier Baby, don't cry, honey, don't get the wrong idea Mama's too sweepy to hear you screaming in her ear That's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry Dada made a nice bed for Mommy at the bottom of the lake Here, you wanna help Dada tie a rope around this rock? We'll tie it to her footsie then we'll roll her off the dock Ready now, here we go, on the count of free One, two, free, whee! There goes Mama, splashing in the water No more fighting with Dad, no more restraining order No more stepdada, no more new brother Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell Mama you wuv her Now we'll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk But first, just help Dad with two more things out the trunk Just the two of us, just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us, just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us, just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us, just the two of us Just you and I Just me and you, baby, is all we need in this world Just me and you Your dada will always be here for you Your dada's always gonna love you Remember that If you ever need me I'm always be here for you If you ever need anything, just ask Dada will be right there Your dada loves you I love you, baby
Justin? It's Zoe Um, Kelly did not have me call However, I just listened to Eminem in her car It is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard in my entire life And I seriously wanna call his fucking agent And tell them how fucking disgusting he is It, like, makes me upset I'm now nauseous and I can't eat lunch, goodbye
Okay, I'm going to attempt to drown myself You can try this at home You can be just like me Mic check one two, we recording? I'm cancerous so when I diss you wouldn't want to answer this If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus I strangle you to death then I choke you again And break your fucking legs till your bones poke through your skin You beef with me, I'mma even the score equally Take you on Jerry Springer and beat your ass legally I get too blunted off of funny home grown, 'cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono So if I said I never did drugs, that would mean I lie and get fucked more than the President does Hilary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert I ripped her fucking tonsils out and fed her sherbet My nerves hurt, and lately I'm on edge Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blond dreads Every girl I ever went out with has gone les Follow me and do exactly what the song says Smoke weed, take pills, drop out of school, kill people and drink Jump behind the wheel like it was still legal I'm dumb enough to walk in a store and steal So I'm dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill Some people only see that I'm white, ignorin' skill 'Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill But I don't get pissed, y'all don't even see through the mist How the fuck can I be white? I don't even exist I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave, die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave My middle finger won't go down, how do I wave? And this is how I'm supposed to teach kids how to behave? Now follow me and do exactly what you see Don't you want to grow up to be just like me? I slap women and eat 'shrooms then OD Now don't you want to grow up to be just like me? Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole When we heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron Gold Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold Killed them both and smeared blood in a white Bronco My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk I slapped Garth Brooks out of his rhinestone shirt I'm not a player, just a ill rhyme sayer that'll spray a aerosol can up at the ozone layer My rap style's warped I'm running out the morgue with your dead grandmother's corpse to throw it on your porch Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon with a cape on And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn I'm about as normal as Norman Bates with deformative traits A premature birth that was four minutes late Mother, are you there? I love you I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel Will someone please explain to my brain that I just severed a main vein with a chainsaw and I'm in pain? I take a breather and sigh, either I'm high or I'm nuts 'Cause if you ain't tilting this room, neither am I So when you see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass, then it probably is obvious I got it on with her 'Cause when I drop this solo shit, it's over with I bought Cage's tape, opened it and dubbed over it I came to the club drunk with a fake ID Don't you want to grow up to be just like me? I've been with 10 women who got HIV Now don't you want to grow up to be just like me? I got genital warts and it burns when I pee Don't you want to grow up to be just like me? I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a tree You probably want to grow up to be just like me
For all the ladies out there I never meant to Give you mushrooms girl I never meant to Bring you to my world And now you're lying in the corner Crying
I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up With first aid tape and raped on the first date Susan, an ex-heroin addict who just stopped usin' Who love booze and alternative music Told me she was goin' back into usin' again I said "Wait, first try this hallucinogen" "It's better than heroin, Henn, the booze or the gin" "Come here, let's go in here" "Who's in the den?" "It's me and Kelly!" "My bad, let's try another room" "I don't trust you!" "Shut up slut! Chew up this mushroom" "This'll help you get in touch with your roots" "We'll get barefoot, buttnaked, and run in the woods" "Oh hell, I might as well try 'em, this party is so drag" "Oh, dag! I didn't mean for you to eat the whole bag!" I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault "I'm sorry!" I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault "Yo Sue!" "Get away from me! I don't know you!" "Oh, shoot!" "She's tripping" "I need to go puke" "I wasn't trying to turn this into something major" "I just wanted to make you appreciate nature" "Susan, stop crying, I don't hate ya" "The world's not against you, I'm sorry your father raped ya" "So what you had your little coochie in your dad's mouth" "That ain't no reason to start wiggin' and spaz out" She said "Help me, I think I'm having a seizure!" I said "I'm high too, bitch! Quit grabbing my t-shirt!" "Will you calm down? You're starting to scare me" She said "I'm 26 years old and I'm not married!" "I don't even have any kids and I can't cook!" "I'm over here Sue, you're talking to the plant, look" "We need to get to a hospital 'fore it's too late" "'Cause I've never seen no one eat as many 'shrooms as you ate" I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault "It was an accident!" I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault "Susan! Where you going, you better be careful" "Leave me alone dad, I'm sick of getting my hair pulled!" "I'm not your dad, quit trying to swallow your tongue" "Want some gum? Put down the scissors before you do something dumb" "I'll be right back, just chill, baby, please?" "I gotta go find Dave, he's the one who gave me these" "John! Where's Dave at before I bash you" "He's in the bathroom, I think he's taking a crap, dude" "Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an ambulance" "There's a girl upstairs talking to plants, chopping her hair off" "And there's only two days left of spring break, how long does it take for these things to wear off?" "Well, it depends on how many you had" "I took three, she eat the other twentytwo caps" "Now she's upstairs crying out her eyeballs, drinking Lysol" "She's gonna die, dude!" "I know! And it's my fault!" I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world "I'm sorry!" But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault "What did I do?!" I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world But now you're sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault, my fault My God, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Susan, please wake up! Please! Please wake up! What are you doing?! You're not dead! You're not dead! I know you're not dead... Wake up... Susan, wake up... Oh my God...
I'm gonna call this motherfucker Oh, fuck yeah Give him a piece of my mind A piece of my ass Thank you for waiting Hello, may I help you Oh thank you I need to make a collect call What number? Oh, the number is X-X-6-2-X-X-X At the tone, please say your name Kenneth Kaniff, from Connecticut Automated piece of shit Yo Hey there, cock boy Who's this? This is Ken Kaniff Who? Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, you little bitch From Connecticut? I don't know nobody in Connecticut Yeah, you wanna get a hotel room with me? A hotel room? Yeah, you want me to lick your ass, Eminem? Yo, who is this, Cage? Hey... You want me to fuckin melt in your mouth and not in your hand? Melt in your ass you little cock boy Yo, shut up, you little bitch Oh, you think I'm lying huh... Hahahahahahahahaha
Yo, mic check Testing One, two, uhm... twelve Whattup, whattup, whattup! This is my dance song Can you hear me? Alright, ay turn my headphones up My favorite color is red, like the blood shed from Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so Shit I got full-blown AIDS and a sore throat I got a wardrobe with an orange robe I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your show I just remembered that I'm absent-minded Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it I'm freestylin' every verse that I spit 'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit I told the doc I need a change in sickness And gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis Put my LP on your Christmas gift list You want to get high? Here, bitch, just sniff this! Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Yo, yo, yo! I tried suicide once and I'll try it again That's why I write songs where I die at the end 'Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck And I was wavin' it at everybody screaming "I suck" I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd and yell out loud "All y'all get the hell out now" Fuck rap, I'm givin' it up y'all, I'm sorry "But Eminem this is your record release party!" I'm bored out of my gourd So I took a hammer and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard Who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage And if you ever see a video for this shit I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit Cause they think that I'm a mothafuckin' Beastie Boy So I told 'em I was Mike D They was like "Gee, I don't know, he might be!" I told 'em "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert" "I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness Monster" "Peace out", then I jetted to the weed house Smoked out till I started bustin' freestyles Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick Made a couple of crank calls collect "It's Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?" I want to make songs all the fellas dub And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of So just remember when I bomb your set Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight Cum on everybody Get down tonight
Ayo This song is dedicated to all the happy people All the happy people who have real nice lives And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck I feel like I'm walking a tight rope Without a circus net I'm popping percasete I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect But I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rage Especially when I'm engaged And my daughter's down to her last diaper That's got my ass hyper I pray that God answers, maybe I'll ask nicer Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders These overnight stars becoming autograph signers We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us Along with the small fry's and average half pinters While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas 'Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless Snakes slither in the grass spineless That's rock bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's rock bottom When you want something bad enough to steal That's rock bottom When you feel you have had it up to here 'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear That's rock bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's rock bottom When you want something bad enough to steal That's rock bottom When you feel you have had it up to here 'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play 'Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan When all you need is bucks to be the man Plus a luxury sedan Too comfortable and roomy in a six They threw me in the mix With all these gloomy lunatics Walk around depressed And smoke a pound of ses a day And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play Live half my life and throw the rest away That's rock bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's rock bottom When you want something bad enough to steal That's rock bottom When you feel you have had it up to here 'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear That's rock bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's rock bottom When you want something bad enough to steal That's rock bottom When you feel you have had it up to here 'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear There's people that love me and people that hate me But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame That means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em I'm screaming like those two cops when Tupac shot 'em Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em? 'Cause I never went gold of one song I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn That's rock bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's rock bottom When you want something bad enough to steal That's rock bottom When you feel you have had it up to here 'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear That's rock bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's rock bottom When you want something bad enough to steal That's rock bottom When you feel you have had it up to here 'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear That's rock bottom
Woah, uh get your hands in the air And get to clapping 'em and, like, back and forth Because this is what you thought it wasn't It be's the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G And check out my man, he goes by the name of um, er... Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm an M-80, you little like that Kim lady I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin' at you playas worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gon' sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we coming out in the open I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smoking dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic "Hi, Marshall!" I have a disease, and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet 'Cause I'm coming up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm coming out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin You getting knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The proof is in the pudding, just ask DeShaun Holton I'll slit your motherfucking throat worse than Ron Goldman So when you see me on your block with two Glocks Screaming "Fuck the world" like Tupac I just don't give a fuck Talking that shit behind my back Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuck So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuck But see me on the street and duck 'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 'Cause I just don't give a fuck I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milkbone I'm everlasting, I melt vanilla ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's 20 below freezin' Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is lyrical combat, gentlemen, hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion Pathological liar, blowing shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumping your dead body inside of a fucking trash can With more holes than an afghan So when you see me on your block with two Glocks Screaming "Fuck the world" like Tupac I just don't give a fuck Talking that shit behind my back Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuck So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuck But see me on the street and duck 'Cause you finna get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 'Cause I just don't give a fuck Somebody let me out this limousine! I'm a caged demon On stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend Shooting up while this record is spinnin' Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin' a jewel, I'm flippin' a sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of nagging bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush Doing too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in 8th grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke, I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again I'm going up over the curb, driving on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in So when you see me on your block with two Glocks Screaming "Fuck the world" like Tupac I just don't give a fuck Talking that shit behind my back Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuck So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuck But see me on the street and duck 'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 'Cause I just don't give a fuck Shit, fuck everybody! Outsidaz Pacewon Young Zee Fuck the entire world!
Skylar Montgomery? What do you want from me Roger? I know it was you all along messing around with my dear Veronica Wait a minute! You hold it right there Me and that woman love each other Love? What do you know of love? We were destined to be together I met her on the beach... Are you out to destroy me? No, Roger That's not what I want to do I love her! And we're gonna be together! Never
Yes, man! As the world turns We all experience things in life Trials and tribulations, that we all must go through When someone wants to test us When someone tries our patience I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches and light up like jack-o-lanterns Outsidaz baby, and we suin' the courts Cause we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in The Source, yo They never shoulda booted me outta reform school Deformed fool, taking a shit in a warm pool Till they threw me out the Ramada Inn I said it wasn't me, I got a twin "Oh my God, it's you! Not again!" It all started when my mother took my bike away 'Cause I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave After that, it was straight to the 40 ouncers Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll pass the test guessin' And all the other kids said "Eminem is a thizz head" "He'll never last, the only class he'll ever pass is phys-ed" Maybe true, till I told this bitch in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps she need a Slim Fast "Who? Me?" Yeah, bitch, you so big, you walked into Vic Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in a headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig I felt the evilness and started transformin' It began stormin', I heard a bunch of cheerin' fans swarmin' Grabbed that bitch by her hair, drug her across the ground And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down Sorry coach, it's too late to tell me stop While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop As the world turns These are the days of our lives These are the things that we must go through, day by day We drive around in million dollar sports cars While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards Outsidaz, and we suing the courts 'Cause we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in The Source Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage It's almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailer park bitch I met a slut and said "What up? It's nice to meet ya" "I'd like to treat you to a Faygo and a slice of pizza" "But I'm broke as fuck and I don't get paid till the first of next month" "But if you would care to join me, I was about to roll this next blunt" "But I ain't got no weed, no Phillies, or no papers" "Plus I'm a rapist and a repeated prison escapist" "So give me all your money and don't try nothing funny" "'Cause you know your stinking ass is too fat to try to outrun me" I went to grab my gun, that's when her ass put it on me With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry I fell through the glass doors, started causing a scene Slid across the floor and flew right into a washing machine Jumped up with a broken back Thank God I was smokin' crack all day and doped up on coke and smack All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse Now I wanna kill her But yo, I gotta catch her first Ran through Rally's parkin' lot and took a shortcut Saw the house she ran up in and shot her fuckin' porch up Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut Looked around the room that's when I seen her bedroom door shut I know you're in there bitch, I got my gun cocked You might as well come out now, she said "Come in, it's unlocked" I walked in and all I smelled was Liz Claiborne And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin' gay porn She said "Come here big boy, let's get acquainted" I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it She came at me at full speed, nothing could stop her I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her I started to beg "No, please let go" But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll With one leg left, now I'm hoppin' around crippled I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple Just tryna buy me some time then I remembered this magic trick Duh-dah-duh-dah-duh-duh! Go-go gadget dick! Whipped that shit out, and ain't no doubt about it It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage I shouted "Now bitch, let's see who gets the best" Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death "Come here, bitch!" "Come here! Take this mothafuckin' dick, bitch!" "Come here!" And as we go along, throughout the days of our lives We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday That we must go through These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere, every day Every single day the world keeps turning Keeps turning Keeps turning Keeps turning
Who came through with two Glocks to terrorize your borough? Told you how to slap dips and murder your girl? Gave you all the finger and told you to sit and twirl Sold a billion tapes and still screamed "Fuck the world!" Slim Shady, so come and kill me while my name's hot And shoot me 25 times in the same spot I think I got a generation brainwashed To pop pills and smoke pot till they brains rot Stop they blood flow until they veins clot I need a pain shot and a shot of plain scotch Purple haze and acid raindrops Spike the punch at the party and drink pop Shaved my armpits and wore a tank top Bad Boy, I told you that I can't stop You gotta make 'em fear you before you make 'em feel you So everybody buy my shit or I'ma come and kill you I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need Some good weed to set you free You know me, I'm your friend, when you need a Mini Thin (I'm Slim Shady, Shady, Shady, Shady) I'm Shady! I like happy things, I'm really calm and peaceful I like birds, bees, I like people I like funny things that make me happy and gleeful Like when my teacher sucked my wee-wee in preschool The ill type, I stab myself with a steel spike While I blow my brain out, just to see what it feels like 'Cause this is how I am in real life I don't want to just die a normal death, no I wanna be killed twice How you gonna scare somebody with a gun threat When they high off of drugs they haven't even done yet? So bring the money by tonight cause your wife said this the biggest knife she ever saw in her life I try to keep it positive and play it cool Shoot up the playground and tell the kids to stay in school 'Cause I'm the one they can relate to and look up to better Tonight I think I'll write my biggest fan a "fuck you letter" I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need Some good weed to set you free You know me, I'm your friend, when you need a Mini Thin (I'm Slim Shady, Shady, Shady, Shady) I'm Shady! I listen to your demo tape and act like I don't like it Six months later you hear your lyrics on my shit People don't buy shit no more, they just dub it That's why I'm still broke and had the number one club hit But they love it when you make your business public So fuck it, I've got herpes while we on the subject And if I told you I had AIDS y'all would play it 'Cause you stupid motherfuckers think I'm playing when I say it Well, I do take pills, don't do speed Don't do crack, don't do coke, I do smoke weed Don't do smack, I do do shrooms, do drink beer I just wanna make a few things clear My baby mama's not dead, she's still alive and bitchin' And I don't have herpes, my dick's just itchin' It's not syphilis, and as for being AIDS infested I don't know yet, I'm too scared to get tested I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need Some good weed to set you free You know me, I'm your friend, when you need a Mini Thin (I'm Slim Shady, Shady, Shady, Shady) I'm Shady! I told you I was Shady Y'all didn't believe me I'm Shady! And that's my name
I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em Quickest damn gun-slingers I've ever seen Got murdered in cold-blood That old saloon there was their little "home away from home" They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil still live in that tavern And on a quiet night You can still hear the footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce da 5'9" I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph And a noise is spread, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head Trap him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed Till the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead Told him each one of his boys is dead I asked him to come to the dark side He made a choice and said Who hard? Yo I done heard worse We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other To see which one'll swerve first Two blind bandits panic whose mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the Devil Intelligence level is hellier than treble peaking on speakers in the ghetto Dismissal, I'm not a fair man Disgraced the race of an atheist Intercepting missiles with my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the black knight mounted the white horse And stay over-worked, it's like the Nazis and the Nation collaborating attempting to take over the Earth 'Cause this is what happens when Bad meets Evil And we hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Seagal Above the law cause I don't agree with police either Shit, me neither We ain't eager to be legal So please leave me with the keys to your Jeep Eagle I breathe ether in three lethal amounts While I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasing rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain He's insane No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off Cause I can't find a decent vein The disaster with dreads I'm bad enough to commit suicide And survive long enough to kill my soul after I'm dead When in danger, it's funny, actually my flavor's similar to a waiter 'Cause I serve any stranger with money I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains While slipping bullets at point-blank range like they was punches Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral Service lobby and strangle your body to confirm it Whipping human ass, throwing blows, cracking jaws With my fists wrapped in gauze, dipped in glue and glass I'm blazing MCs, at the same time amazing MCs Somehow, MCs ain't that eyebrow-raising to me From all of angles of us, flash a Mack loud enough To cast a avalanche and bust till volcanoes erupt Hello? Ayo, what's up? We're coming to get you! Stop! They know it's us! I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? I'm the one who burned your house down, well I'm out now And this time I'm coming back to blow your house up And I ain't gon' leave you a window to jump out of Give me two fat tabs and three 'shrooms And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms And when I go to Hell and I'm getting ready to leave I'ma put air in a bag and charge people to breathe 'Cause this is what happens when Bad meets Evil And we hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Seagal Against peaceful, see you in hell for the sequel We'll be waiting See you in Hell Wall Street, Royce Da 5'9", Slim Shady See you in hell for the sequel Bad Meets Evil, what Till next time And so that's the story when Bad meets Evil Two of the most wanted individuals in the county Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens It's too bad they had to go out the way they did Got shot in the back coming out of that old saloon But their spirits still live on till this day Shhh... Wait, did y'all hear that?
A lot of people ask me Am I afraid of death? Hell yeah, I'm afraid of death I don't want to die yet A lot of people think that I worship the devil That I do all types of retarded shit Look, I can't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended you Good 'Cause I still don't give a fuck I'm zoning off of one joint stopping a limo Hopped in the window, shopping a demo at gunpoint A lyricist without a clue, what year is this? Fuck a needle here's a sword, body pierce with this Living amok, never giving a fuck Gimme the keys, I'm drunk and I've never driven a truck But I smoke dope in a cab I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab Come back the next week and re-open your scab A killer instinct runs in the blood Emptying full clips and burying guns in the mud I've calmed down now I was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still being operated on I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writing this rhyme 'Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightning this time For all the weed that I've smoked Yo this blunt's for you To all the people I've offended Yeah, fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have Yo, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass For all the drugs that I've done Yo I'm still gonna do To all the people I've offended Yeah, fuck you too! For every time I reminisce Yo, I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you And cut you so fast when your blood spilled, it was still blue I'll hang you till you dangle and chain you with both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I wanna crush your skull till your brains leaks out of your veins And bust open like broken water mains So tell Saddam not to bother with making another bomb 'Cause I'm crushing the whole world in my palm Got your girl on my arm and I'm armed with a firearm So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb Buy your Mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on And the pants to match "Here momma, try 'em on" I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives A brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives Causing hospital accidents God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again For all the weed that I've smoked Yo this blunt's for you To all the people I've offended Yeah, fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have Yo, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass For all the drugs that I've done Yo I'm still gonna do To all the people I've offended Yeah, fuck you too! For every time I reminisce Yo, I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it Spent a million a track and went over my budget Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt? I can't rap anymore, I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doing some bugged twitches I'm withdrawing from crack so bad my blood itches I don't rap to get the women, fuck bitches Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes Never ran with a clique, I'm a posse Kamikaze, strapping a motherfucking bomb across me From the second I was born my Momma lost me I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy I don't know why the fuck I'm here in the first place My worst day on this earth was my first birthday Retarded? What did that nurse say? Brain damage? Fuck, I was born during an earthquake For all the weed that I've smoked Yo this blunt's for you To all the people I've offended Yeah, fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have Yo, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass For all the drugs that I've done Yo I'm still gonna do To all the people I've offended Yeah, fuck you too! For every time I reminisce Yo, I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass
This is another public service announcement Brought to you, in part, by Slim Shady (Tell 'em I don't give a fuck) Slim Shady does not give a fuck what you think (Tell 'em to suck it) If you don't like it, you can suck his fucking cock (Tell 'em they kissed my ass) Little did you know, upon purchasing this album, you have just kissed his ass (Tell 'em I'm fed up) Slim Shady is fed up with your shit, and he's going to kill you Uh... anything else? Yeah... sue me!
When I just a little baby boy
My momma used to tell me these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man
She used to tell me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older
And I realized she was the crazy one
But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it
'Cause that's just the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein' broke no more
They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more (ah)
Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
'Til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more? (Ah)
These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin'
Thinkin' I'm sayin' the shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it (ah)
Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you
I'ma pull you to this bullet, and put it through you (ah)
Shut up slut, you're causin' too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma!?
Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore
Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?
You goddamn right, bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen' in two states
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
Vain Vicodin, vrinn vrinn, vrinn
Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
Danglin' from his neck, while his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
Bitch I'ma kill you
You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you
You ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me
I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they kill me
I'm bringin' the world with me
Bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me
I said you don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
('Cause why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you
(Ah-haha)
I said you don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
(Why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Fuck with me, I've been through hell, shut the hell up
I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
I ain't ask to rap, but I rap on acid
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
Whoops! Is that a subliminal hint? No
Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend?
No! Eminem'll insult
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse
To do it again
Then, if he does it again
You'll probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the 10th
Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a tub
But that's normal ain't it Norman?
Serial killer hidin' murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we're out of our medicine
Out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in
Or I'ma kill you
You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you
You ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me
I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they kill me
I'm bringin' the world with me
Bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me
I said you don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
('Cause why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you
(Ah-haha)
I said you don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
(Why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
'Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
This eighty G's a week to say the same things tweece
Twice? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots, I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
Just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink?
Fuck that
I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
From that fat bitch to all seventy-thousand pounds of her
From principal to the student body and counselor
From in-school to before school to out of school
I don't even believe in breathin', I'm leavin' air in your lungs
Just to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it
Okay, I'm ready to go play
I got the machete from O.J.
I'm ready to make everyone's throats ache
You faggots keep eggin' me on
'Til I have you at knife point, then you beg me to stop?
Shut up, give me your hands and feet
I said, shut up when I'm talkin' to you
You hear me? Answer me
Or I'ma kill you
You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you
You don't got the balls to beef
We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me
I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they kill me
I'm bringin' the world with me
Bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me
Bitch, I'ma kill you
You don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
('Cause why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you
(Ah-haha)
I said you don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
(Why not?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Hahaha, I'm just playin' ladies
You know I love youMy tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could, it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could, it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could, it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert, you didn't have to But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old We waited in the blisterin' cold For you, for four hours, and you just said no That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad, though I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver? You said if I'd write you, you would write back See, I'm just like you in a way, I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else So that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. "We should be together too" My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could, it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-to-Call-or-Write-My-Fans This'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months, and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sendin' you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doin' 90 on the freeway Hey, Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who coulda've saved that other guy from drownin' But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drownin' Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I loved you, Slim, we coulda been together, think about it! You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See, Slim, shut up, bitch! I'm tryin' to talk Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see? I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh, shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could, it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother; I wrote it on a Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin', dawg, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car, they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about it, his name was, it was you Damn
Em, what's going on, it's Paul, uhm Dre gave me a copy of the new album And i just Fuck it
Mic check one-two Who woulda knew? Who'da known? Fuck woulda thought? Motherfucker comes out And sells a couple of million records And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this I put wives at risk with a knife like this Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out Put it over your mouth and grab you by the face, what now? Oh, you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin' eyeballs out and turn 'em around? Look, I'll burn your fuckin' house down, circle around And hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor Quit tryin' to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace You shoulda been watchin' him Apparently you ain't parents 'Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch So who's bringin' the guns in this country? I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week I've seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin' all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi I see these three little kids, up in the front row Screamin' "Go!" with their seventeen year-old uncle I'm like "Guidance, ain't they got the same moms and dads' who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?" And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your twelve year-old daughter to wear? So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words When his bus driver's screamin' at him, fuckin' him up worse And "fuck" was the first word I ever learned Up in the third grade, flippin' the gym teacher the bird So read up, about how I used to get beat up Peed on, be on free lunch and change school every three months My life's like kinda what my wife's like Fucked up after I beat her fuckin' ass every night, Ike So how much easier would life be if nineteen million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? 'Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I'd Have a new house or a new car A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? Fuck, shit, ass, bitch, cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin' some trees How many retards'll listen to me And run up in the school shootin' when they're pissed at a teach-er Her, him, is it you is it them? "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen? Man, I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been If you woulda been in my shoes Who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin' that you woulda bought That woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop I just said it I ain't know if you'd do it or not 'Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch How the fuck was I supposed to know?
Nah, you don't know me Lightning above and a fire below me You cannot catch me, cannot hold me You cannot stop much less control me When it rains it pours When the floodgates open, brace your shores That pressure don't care when it breaks your doors Say it's all you can take Better take some more Cause I know what it's like to test fate Had my shoulders pressed with that weight Stood up strong in spite of that hate Night gets darkest right before dawn What don't kill you makes you more strong And I been waiting for it so long The nights go on Waiting for a light that never comes I chase the sun Waiting for a light that never comes Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Waiting for a light that never comes When I was young, they told me, they said Make your bed, you lie in that bed A king can only reign 'til instead There comes that day it's 'off with his head' Night gets darkest right before dawn What don't kill you makes you more strong You'll have my mercy, then when you're gone The nights go on Waiting for a light that never comes I chase the sun Waiting for a light that never comes Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Waiting for a light that never comes And I told them: 'nah you don't know me' Lightning above and a fire below me You cannot catch me, cannot hold me You cannot stop much less control me When it rains it pours When the floodgates open, brace your shores That pressure don't care when it breaks your doors Say it's all you can take Better take some more Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Waiting for a light that never comes The nights go on Waiting for a light that never comes I chase the sun Waiting for a light that never comes Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Waiting for a light that never comes Alright, alright, here, fine What's this shit? Two CDs? That's what I've been tryin' to tell you, man, there's two albums Just get out! Alright! Get the fuck out! Alright, man, see you later (Bottle smashes)
Man, whatever Dre, just let it run Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit Ayo, this song is for anyone... Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress That's been eating me recently off of this chest And I rest again peacefully But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter To not come and speak to me I don't know you, and no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me My tank is on empty, no patience is in me And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean But that's all I can be, it's just me And I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am, huh I don't know, it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense, it's constant And, oh, it's his lyrical content, the song Guilty Conscience Has gotten such rotten responses And all of this controversy circles me And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at! Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city Havin' this happenin' Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need For the fire to burn and it's burning, and I have returned And I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am I don't know, it's just the way I am I'm so sick and tired of being admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is" And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations And I just do not got the patience To deal with these cocky Caucasians Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black 'Cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls So they always keep asking the same fucking questions What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how 'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out 'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for every fan that I get But I can't take a shit in the bathroom Without someone standing by it No, I won't sign you an autograph You can call me an asshole, I'm glad, 'cause... I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am I don't know, it's just the way I am
May I have your attention, please? May I have your attention, please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here? Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door And started whoopin' her ass worse than before They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah!) It's the return of the-, oh, wait, no way, you're kidding He didn't just say what I think he did, did he? And Dr. Dre said-, nothing you idiots Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (haha) Feminist women love Eminem Chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what Flippin' the you-know-who, yeah, but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse, than what's goin' on in your parents bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips And if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course, they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel, don't they? We ain't nothin' but mammals Well, some of us are cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes... I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too You think I give a damn about a Grammy Half of you critics can't even stomach me Let alone stand me But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird? Why, so you guys can just lie to get me here So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first Little bitch put me on blast on MTV Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hehe! I should download her audio on mp3 And show the whole world, how you gave Eminem VD (ahh!) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me So I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk talk and act like me And just might be, the next best thing, but not quite me 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up I'm like a head trip to listen to, 'cause I'm only givin' you Things you joke about with your friends inside your livin' room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all And I don't gotta be false or sugar-coat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can Then you wonder, how can kids eat up these albums like Valiums? It's funny 'cause at the rate I'm goin' when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursin' home flirting Pinchin' nurses asses while I'm jackin' off with Jergens And I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin' In every single person there's a Slim Shady lurkin' He could be workin' at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parkin' lot circling, screamin' I don't give a fuck With his windows down and his system up So will the real Shady, please stand up? And put one of those fingers, on each hand up And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time loud as you can, how does it go? I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Haha, guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up
Remember me? Seven executions Remember me? I have no remorse Remember me? I'm high powered Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima For this one it's the X; you retarded?! Cause I grab the mic and get Down like syndrome Hide and roam into the masses Without boundaries, which qualifies me For the term universal, without no rehearsal I leak words that's controversial Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch That got banned from TV, heavyweight hitter Hit you watch your whole head split up Loco is the motion, we comin' through Hollow tips is the lead, the forty-five threw Remember me? Throw ya gunz in the air Remember me? Slam, Slam Remember me? Nigga, bacdafucup Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx Niggas that take no for an answer, get told "no" Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "no, no, no" Life's a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her Better come better than better to be a competitor This vet is ahead of the shit is all redder, you deader and deader A medic instead of the cheddars and credda Settle vendetta with metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto Evidence, nope, never leave a shred-of I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me My mom's got raped by the industry and made me I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total Want beef, nigga? Pbbt, you better dead that shit My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself Smoke death, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor So think what I'mma do to you, have done to you Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two What you wanna do? cocksuckers, we Glock busters 'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us I'm getting wires niggas wanting me dead, wanting my head You think it could be something I said? Remember me? I just don't give a fuck Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty Remember me? I'm Shady When I go out, I'mma go out shooting I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryna clean up my fuckin' image so I promised the fuckin' critics I wouldn't say fuckin' for six minutes (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on I may be wrong, I keep thinking these crazy thoughts In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom (Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on) Came home, and somebody musta broke in the back window And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes Two kids, sixteen with M-16's and ten clips each And them shits reach through six kids each And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets? Fuck that, pbbt – you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at (What the fuck you staring at, nigga?) Don't you remember me? Remember me? Remember me? Remember me (Slim Shady!)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better, get rid of that .9, it ain't gonna help What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself? I'm waitin' for hell like, "Hell, shit, I'm anxious as hell" Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail I used to be my mommy's little angel at 12 13 I was puttin' shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to, get punked and bullied on my block 'Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's milk box I used to give a fuck, now I could give a fuck less What do I think of success? It sucks Too much press, I'm stressed, too much cess, depressed Too upset, it's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes) Grew up quick (no), was raised right Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi" Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I T-E 'cause MTV was so friendly to me Can't wait 'til Kim sees me Now, was it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect? Read my lips, bitch, what? My mouth isn't workin'? You hear this finger? Oh, it's upside down Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (Shady, I'm) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back I take each individual degenerate's head and reach into it Just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens the music And if he feeds into this shit, he's an innocent victim And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe My name is Slim Shady I've been crazy way before radio didn't play me The sensational, "Back is the incredible!" With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible It's Ken Kaniff on the, internet Tryin' to, lure your kids with him, into bed It's a sick world we live in these days "Slim, for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs!" Geez, you guys are so sensitive "Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it" Mind with no sense in it, fried to get schizophrenic whose Eyes get so squinted I'm blind from smokin' 'em with my windows tinted With nine limos rented, doin' lines of coke in 'em With a bunch of guys hoppin' out All high and indo scented And that's where I get my name from That's why they call me They call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back I take seven k- from C-, stand 'em all in line Add an AK-47, a revolver, a .9 A Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine And that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time 'Cause I'm Shady, they call me as crazy As the world was over, this whole Y2K thing And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing? Am I the only one who realizes that they stink? Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think? Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings? It's why I tend to block out when I hear things 'Cause all these fans screamin' is makin' my ears ring So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger Longer than the rumor that I was stickin' it to Christina 'Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz It'd be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother I'd still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her And have a son and a new brother at the same time And just say that it ain't mine, what's my name? I'm Slim Shady (I'm) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back They call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I'm back, (I'm back) I'm back Guess who's back, back? Gue-gue-guess who's back? Hi mom! Guess who's back? Gue-guess who's back? D-12, guess who's back? Gue-gue-gue-gue, guess who's back? Dr. Dre, guess who's back? Back-back-back, back Slim Shady, 2001 I'm blew out from this blunt Fuck
You know I just don't get it, last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin' records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe 'em somethin' The fuck you want from me? Ten million dollars? Get the fuck out of here You see I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me) Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin' You might see me walkin' a dead rottweiler dog With it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollerin' at him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Or leanin' out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin' for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, 'cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wrist watches I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin Startin' shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman (goddamn it) An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin Whose instinct's to kill *NSYNC, don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my 16 dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin' out and bein' violent? Whatever happened to catchin' a good-ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New kids on the block, sucked a lot of dick Boy-girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me, said some shit in vibe to spite me Then went and dyed his hair just like me A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And run around screamin', "I don't care, just bite me" I think I was put here to annoy the world And destroy your little four year old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer Faggy 2Dope and Silent Gay Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live 20 miles away (fuckin' faggots) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' fagots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out Ducked down and got paint balls shot at they truck, blaow Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again When you ain't seen a fuckin' mile road, south of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females In make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim Anus"? You damn right, slim anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming fagots 'Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm not a wrestler guy I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me) Come and see me on the streets alone If you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me) And if you wanna run your mouth Then come take your best shot at me (best shot at me) Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy Now because of this blonde mop that's on top Of this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned around and did a 360 Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies "Oh, he just did some shit with Missy So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC, Get-Bizzy" My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin' Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit? All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It doesn't matter- faggot Talkin' about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For every million I make, another relative sues Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper All the sudden, I got 90-some cousins A half-brother and sister who never seen me Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now everybody's so happy and proud I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house And then to top it off, I walked to the news stand To buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast And what do I see? A picture of my big white ass Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help Uh, here, "XXL! XXL!" Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Aw, fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself 'Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me) Because I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me)
Uh Uh, oh yeah Uh, suck it (mmm) Oh, fuck yeah (mmm) Oh, Shaggy Uh This is why they call you '2 Dope', ain't it? (Mmm) Uh, fuck yeah Uh, take it out, take it out Uh, now give something to J Uh, Violent J Ooh, don't bite it, don't be violent with it, ow Just suck it, nice and slow Yeah, uh Uh, fuck yeah You got, uh, now give it back to Shaggy He was sucking it better, uh, now say my name (Eminem) say my name (Eminem) what? Oh, fuck you guys G-Give me my dick back (wha-a-a-a-a-) Fuck you guys (wait, what, wait, Ken) If you want Eminem, you can have Eminem (wha-a-a-) Fuck you guys, I'ma leaving (no- i-e-o- no) No, Ken, wait I-I- Aw, damn Nice going, Shaggy
Guess what? I ain't coming in yet I'll come in in a minute Ayo this is my love song It goes like this Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to mix hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it kicks in you can hardly talk And by the sixth gin you gon' probably crawl And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf And my prediction is you gon' probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinnin' You're beginning to think women are swimmin in pink linen Again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wildin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein' you Get in the car and start it and start drivin' Over the island and 'cause a 42 car pile up Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Looking for life on this planet sir, no sign of it All i could see is a bunch of smoke flyin' And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this place I'm outta place I'm in in outter space, I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve I dont wanna but I gotta stay These drugs really gotta hold on me 'Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a sucker all I gotta say Is drugs really gotta hold on me? In third grade all I used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube Seventeen years later I'm as rude as you Schemein on the first chick with the hugest boobs I got no game and every face looks the same They got no name so i don't need game to play I just say whatever I want, to whoever I want Whenever i want, wherever I want, however I want However I do show some respect to few This ecstacy has got me standin' next to you Gettin' sentimental as fuck, spillin' guts to you We just met but I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too so you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like "Yo what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch, you know I got stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you But in the long run these drugs are probably gonna catch up sooner or later But fuck it I'm on one so let's enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal chord So it's not a straight line no more So we walk around lookin' like some windup dolls Shit stickin' out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit six hits won't even get me high no more So bye for now I'm gonna try to find some more 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve I dont wanna but I gotta stay These drugs really gotta hold on me 'Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a sucker all I gotta say Is drugs really gotta hold on me? That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all Wallow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow your probably gonna wanna do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend, screw it And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life live it however you wanna Marijuana is everywhere, where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're goin' 'Cause none of this shit's gonna mean shit where we're goin' They tell you to stop but you just sit there ignorin' Even though you wake up feelin' like shit every morning But your young you got a lot of drugs to do Girls to screw, parties to crash, sucks to be you If I could take it all back now I wouldn't I would've did more shit that people said that I shouldnt But I'm all grown up now and upgraded And graduated to better drugs and updated But I still gotta a lot of growin' up to do I still gotta whole lot of throwin' up to spew But when it's all said and done before I know it I'll be forty with a forty on the porch tellin' stories With a bottle of Jack, two grandkids on my lap Babysitting for Hailie, while Hailie's out gettin' smashed 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve I dont wanna but I gotta stay These drugs really gotta hold on me Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a sucker all I gotta say Is drugs really gotta hold on me? 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve I dont wanna but I gotta stay These drugs really gotta hold on me Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a sucker all I gotta say Is drugs really gotta hold on me? Drugs really got a hold on me Really got a hold on me 'Cause drugs really got a hold on me They really got a hold on me
Kill, kill, kill Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da (Kill, kill, kill) Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm (Kill, kill, kill) (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville I get lifted and spin 'til I'm half-twisted Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick Pen full of ink, think sinful and raps sick shit Shrink, pencil me in for my last visit Drink Gin 'til my chin's full of splashed whiskers Hash, Whiskey and ash 'til I slap bitches Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past six years Mash with me again and imagine this (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat (Ah) Hehe Guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me For a gift I had ten of my boy's take her virginity And bitches know me as a horny-ass freak Their mother wasn't raped, I ate her pussy while she was asleep Pissy drunk, throwing up in a urinal (You fuckin' homo) That's what I said up at my dad's funeral (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin' idiots still That's why the first motherfucker poppin' some shit, he gets killed That's why we don't call it " Detroit", we call it "Amityville" You can get capped after just having a cavity filled (Ahaha) That's why they're crowned the murder capital still This ain't Detroit, this is motherfuckin' Hamburger Hill We don't do drive-bys, we park in front of houses and shoot And when the police come, we fuckin' shoot it out with them too That's the mentality here (here), that's the reality here (here) Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here? (Han?) While I'm holdin' a pistol with this many calibers here? Try some registration, it just made the shit valid here? 'Cause once I snap, I can't be held accountable for my actions That's when accidents happen, when a thousand bullets come at your house And collapse the foundation around you when they found you and your family in it God damnit, admit it when he told you (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum, ta-dah-da dum Wa
Yeah, what up, Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't (ah)
They didn't do it again (what-what, you what?)
You shitted on these niggas two times, Dr. Dre?
Oh, fo' sho'
Uh-uh, naw, you smell that?
This is special right here (what-what, what-what-what?)
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie, baby (uh, ah)
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, ya know, what's crackin', Dre?
Just let me lay back and kick some old simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit, and start riots like Limp Bizkit
Best throw on "Guilty Conscience" at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious (watch out, nigga)
Some of these crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard, when it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw
Is niggas from Crenshaw, from Long Beach to South Central
Oh, not these niggas again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (shit)
You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady with Doggy from Long Beach (westside)
Came a long way to makin' these songs play
It'll be a wrong move to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long Uz' and I carry it all day
Sometimes it's like a nightmare just bein' Andre
But I
Somehow, some way
Holla, nigga, you know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
And let me cut these niggas up and show 'em where the fuck I'm comin' from
I get the party crackin' from the shit that I be spittin', son (yeah)
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run (watch out)
Got about fifty guns and I love
All of 'em the same, bang-bang (word up)
Damn, baby girl, what's your name? (What's your name?)
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn, a nigga buzzed (fucked up)
Hangin' in the club with my nephew Eminem (what's up, Slim?)
What up, cuz? (What up, Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope (uh-huh)
Done hooked up with the king of the motherfuckin' West Coast, baby
And you don't really wanna fuck with me
Only nigga that I trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat
(That's the devil, they always wanna dance)
I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I'm watchin' you move
You're found dead in your garage with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it 'cause I expose the façade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce wit' us
Standin' over you with a 12 gauge about to bust
It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in a bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
When things get rough, I'm in the club shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please! You must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees
Come on
And you don't really wanna fuck with me
Only nigga that I trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat
(That's the devil, they always wanna dance)
And you don't really wanna fuck with me
Only nigga that I trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat
(That's the devil, they always wanna dance)
Aw, naw, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls (what?), Dick six-inch long (mm-hm)
Back up in the heezy, baby
He's Shady (he's so crazy!) (Ha-ha-ha)
Gimme the mic, let me recite 'til Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal makin' a livin' off of the world's misery
What in the world gives me the right
To say what I like and walk around flippin' the bird?
Livin' the urban life like a white kid from the burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at mom, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me, and people to see
That, somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me
Is 'cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean
So when you see me dressin' up like a nerd on TV
Or heard the CD usin' the "Fag" word so freely
It's just me bein' me; here, want me to tone it down?
"Suck my fuckin' dick, you faggot!" You happy now?
Look at it
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club 'cause they know ('cause they know)
I start some shit, they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a .44 (a .44)
And you don't really wanna fuck with me
Only nigga that I trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat
(That's the devil, they always wanna dance)
And you don't really wanna fuck with me
Only nigga that I trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat
(That's the devil, they always wanna dance) (ah)
2001 and forever
Slim Shady
Dr. Dre
Snoop Dogg
X to the Z
Nate Dogg
Come on, yeahAww, look at daddy's baby girl That's daddy's baby, little sleepy head Yesterday I changed your diaper, wiped you and powdered you How did you get so big? Can't believe it, now you're two Baby you're so precious, daddy's so proud of you Sit down bitch! You move again I'll beat the shit out of you! (Okay) Don't make me wake this baby! She don't need to see what I'm 'bout to do! Quit crying, bitch! Why do you always make me shout at you?! How could you just leave me and love him out the blue?! Oh, what's the matter Kim, am I too loud for you?! Too bad, bitch! You're gonna finally hear me out this time! At first, I'm like: "Aight, you wanna throw me out; that's fine!" But not for him to take my place! Are you out your mind?! This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine! How could you let him sleep in our bed?! Look it, Kim! Look at your husband now! (No!) I said, look at him! He ain't so hot now, is he, little punk?! (Why are you doing this?!) Shut the fuck up! (You're drunk! You're never gonna get away with this!) You think I give a fuck?! Come on! We're going for a ride, bitch! (No!) Sit up front! (We can't just leave Hailie alone! What if she wakes up?) We'll be right back; well, I will: you'll be in the trunk! So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on, living in this world without you You really fucked me Kim! You really did a number on me! Never knew me cheatin' on you would come back to haunt me But we was kids then, Kim! I was only eighteen That was years ago! I thought we wiped the slate clean That's fucked up! (I love you!) Oh God, my brain is racing (I love you!) What are you doing? Change the station! I hate this song! Does this look like a big joke? (No!) There's a year-old little laying dead with a slit throat In your living room! Ha-ha! What, you think I'm kidding you?! You loved him didn't you? (No!) Bullshit, you bitch! Don't fucking lie to me! What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me? Fuck you asshole! Yeah, bite me! Kim, Kim! Why don't you like me? You think I'm ugly, don't you? (It's not that!) No, you think I'm ugly (Baby) Get the fuck away from me! Don't touch me! I hate you! I hate you! I swear to God, I hate you! Oh my God, I love you! How the fuck could you do this to me?! (I'm sorry!) How the fuck could you do this to me?! So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on, living in this world without you Come on, get out! (I can't! I'm scared!) I said get out, bitch! (Let go of my hair!) (Please don't do this, baby! Please! I love you!) (Look, we can just take Hailie and leave!) Fuck you! You did this to us! You did it! it's your fault! Oh my God, I'm cracking up, get a grip Marshall! Hey, remember the time we went to Brian's party And you were, like, so drunk that you threw up all over Archie? That was funny, wasn't it? (Yes) That was funny, wasn't it?! (Yes!) See, it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and your husband have a fight One of you tries to grab a knife, and during the struggle He accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced! (No!) And while this is going on, his son just woke up and he walks in She panics and he gets his throat cut! (Oh my God!) So now they both dead, and you slash your own throat So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note! I should've known better when you started to act weird We coulda... hey, where you going? Get back here! You can't run from me Kim! It's just us, nobody else! You're only making this harder on yourself! Ha-ha, got ya! Go ahead, yell! Here, I'll scream with you! "Ah, somebody help!" Don't you get it bitch? No one can hear you! Now shut the fuck up and get what's coming to you! You were supposed to love me!! Now bleed bitch, bleed!! Bleed bitch, bleed!! Bleed!! So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on, living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on, living in this world without you
Hem-de-le-le-le-le-le-le, le-le, le-le Hem-de-le-le-ne-miah-nuf-niah, ne-nish, ne-ne (Translation?) So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass So the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicadin' pills bitin' him I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin' (Bitch, it's too late) 'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator Degradin', creatin' murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known through the equator They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my 'gators My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose You never hear me say, forgive me I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it That weed I sold to you, brigade laced it You hidin' I make the president get a facelift Niggaz just afraid, handin' me they bracelets Chillin' in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the million man March we gon' fight So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick 'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire Slashin your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip (Damn!) I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pitbull an abortion Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin'-ass mom Ayo, flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin'–nigga, pass that! In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a stop the violence rally, I blast gats Be your mom on publishin', get your ass capped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Want your motherfuckin' pockets, ah-sap I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half thief and half black Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch smacker, rich rappers get their jag jacked And found chopped up in a trash bag We stranglin' rappers, until the point they can't yell 'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome and causin more violence than nine hoodlums I grapple your Adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, cuz I'm a loony I got a yuk mouth and it's polluted, I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin Kuniva yo yo I leave ya face leakin', run up in church And smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon I used to tell cats that I sold weed and weight I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' 'em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in water In cahoots with this nigga named fall out von Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb I signed to a local label for fun Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run Drive by you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin' they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's 'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick 'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick Suck my motherfuckin dick D-12 Dirty Motherfuckin' Dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre Kid Swifty McVay The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry And Slim Shady
A lot of people ask me Stupid fuckin' questions A lot of people think that What I say on record Or what I talk about on a record That I actually do in real life Or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that I'm actually gonna do it Or that I believe in it Well, shit If you believe that, then I'll kill you You know why? 'Cause I'm a criminal Criminal You're goddamn right I'm a criminal Yeah, I'm a criminal My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head Whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress, hate fags? The answer's "yes" Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic Starin at my jeans, watchin' my genitals bulgin' That's my motherfuckin' balls, you'd better let go of 'em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of 'em "Hey, it's me, Versace" "Whoops, somebody shot me" "And I was just checkin' the mail" "Get it? Checkin' the male?" How many records you're expectin' to sell After your second LP sends you directly to jail? C'mon, relax guy, I like gay men Right, Ken? Give me an amen "A-men!" "Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus Heal this child, help us destroy these demons Oh, and please send me a brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital" Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing 'cause I watch TV and Comcast cable And you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin' these charts And you can't stop me from droppin' each March With a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards And to think, it's just lil ol' me Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one The mother did drugs, hard liquor, cigarettes and speed The baby came out, disfigured ligaments, indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby 'cause that baby was me I'm a criminal An animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised? So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger I drink more liquor to fuck you up quicker Than you'd wanna fuck me up for saying the word- My morals went "pffft" when the president Got oral sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk off of his own employee Now, don't ignore me, you won't avoid me You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people That die in plane crashes and laughs as long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and Kim combined (The maniac's in) In place of the Doctor 'cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm taking his place Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you, Dre, you should've kept that thang put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? Criminal (Alright, look, just go up in that motherfucker) (Get the motherfucking money and get the fuck up outta there) Alright (I'll be right here waitin' on you) Alright (Yo, Em) What? (Don't kill nobody this time) Alright, goddamn, this fucker gets on my fuckin' nerves... (Hi) How you doin'? (How can I help you?) Yeah, I need to make a withdrawal Put the fuckin' money in the bag, bitch, and I won't kill you (What?) (Oh, my God, don't kill me) I'm not gonna kill you, bitch, quit fuckin' around (Don't kill me, just please don't kill me) I said I'm not gonna fucking kill you (don't kill me) Hurry the fuck up Thank you Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it, so I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it, I hide for five minutes Come back, shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die bitches, bastards, brats, pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts Tuck my dick in between my legs and cluck You motherfuckin' chickens ain't brave enough to say the stuff I say So just tape it shut Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up To make you mad, so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fucking rapist in a Jason mask I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal But I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one I'm a criminal
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America, hahaha, we love you How many people are proud to be citizens Of this beautiful country of ours, the stripes and the stars For the rights that men have died for to protect? The women and men who have broke their necks For the freedom of speech The United States government has sworn to uphold (Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) Or so we're told I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs It's like a fucking army marching in back of me So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed In no particular direction, just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays 'Til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days Who would've thought, standing in this mirror, bleaching my hair With some peroxide, reaching for a t-shirt to wear That I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? How could I predict my words would have an impact like this? I must've struck a chord with somebody up in the office 'Cause Congress keep telling me I ain't causing nothin' but problems And now they're saying I'm in trouble with the government I'm loving it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumping it on White America, I could be one of your kids White America, little Eric looks just like this White America, Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get White America, I could be one of your kids White America, little Eric looks just like this White America, Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself If they were brown, Shady'd lose, Shady sits on the shelf But Shady's cute, Shady knew Shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon, baby (ooh, baby) Look at my sales Let's do the math, if I was black, I woulda sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that But I could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back Give me the mic, show me where the fucking studio's at When I was underground no one gave a fuck I was white No labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was like "Fuck it," until I met Dre, the only one to look past Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his ass Helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got Like damn, we just swapped, sitting back looking at shit, wow I'm like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now? it's- White America, I could be one of your kids White America, little Eric looks just like this White America, Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get White America, I could be one of your kids White America, little Eric looks just like this White America, Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get! See, the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist Whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss 'Til I created so much motherfucking turbulence Straight out the tube, right into your living rooms I came And kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took, and they were instantly hooked right in And they connected with me too, because I looked like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searching with a fine tooth comb, it's like this rope Waiting to choke, tightening around my throat Watching me while I write this, like, "I don't like this note" All I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy Sponsors working round the clock to try to stop my concerts early Surely hip-hop was never a problem in Harlem, only in Boston After it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom So now I'm catching the flak from these activists when they ragging Actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch or say "faggot," shit Just look at me like I'm your closest pal The posterchild, the motherfucking spokesman now, for- White America, I could be one of your kids White America, little Eric looks just like this White America, Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get White America, I could be one of your kids White America, little Eric looks just like this White America, Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get So to the parents of America, I am the Derringer Aimed at little Erica to attack her character The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress And piss on the lawns of the White House To burn the - and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy Fuck you, Ms. Cheney Fuck you, Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freest of speech This Divided States of Embarrassment will allow me to have Fuck you Hahaha, I'm just playing, America You know I love you
Marshall! Sounds like an S.O.S! Holy wack unlyrical lyrics André, you're fucking right! To the rap-mobile, let's go! Marshall! Marshall! Bitches and Gentleman! It's showtime! Hurry, hurry, step right up! Introducing the star of our show, his name is Marshall! You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now So without futher ado, I bring to you Marshall! You 'bout to witness hip hop in its most purest Most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest known artist Chip off the old block but old doc is Back! Looks like Batman brought his own Robin Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden With his own private plane, his own pilot Set to blow college dorm room doors off their hinges Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes Yeah, here I come, I'm inches Away from you, dear fear none Hip hop is in a state of nine-one-one, so Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut that shit down On these clowns, can I getta witness? (Hell Yeah!) Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut that shit down On these clowns, can I getta witness? (Hell Yeah!) Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles Gee wilikers Dre, holy bat syllables Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals So skip to your lou, while I do what I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you're used to it Flows too wet, nobody close to it Nobody says it, but still everyone knows the shit The most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on In eighty songs and exaggerate it all so much They make it all up, there's no such thing Like a female with good looks, who cooks and cleans It just means so much more to so much more People, when you're rappin' and you know what for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all To Marshall and André's carnival, c'mon! Now let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut that shit down On these clowns, can I getta witness? (Hell Yeah!) Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut that shit down On these clowns, can I getta witness? (Hell Yeah!) It's just like old times, the dynamic duo Two old friends, why panic? You already know who's fully capable, the two caped heroes Dial straight down the center 8-0-0 You can even call collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, played career russian roulette And never even seen me blink or get to busting a sweat People stepping over people just to rush to the set Just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely Ease over these beats and be so breezy Jesus, how can shit be so easy How can one Chandra be so Levy Turn on these beats MC's don't see me Believe me, BET and MTV Are gonna grieve when we leave, dawg fo' sheezy Can't leave rap alone the game needs me Till we grow beards, get weird and disappear Into the mountains, nothing but clowns down here But we ain't fucking around round here Yo Dre! (What up?) Can I get a hell yeah? (Hell Yeah!) Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut that shit down On these clowns, can I getta witness? (Hell Yeah!) Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut that shit down On these clowns, can I getta witness? (Hell Yeah!) So there you have it folks Marshall! Has come to save the day Back with his friend André And to remind you that bullshit does not pay Because Marshall! And André are here to stay and never go away Until our dying day, until we're old and grey Marshall! So until next time friends Same blonde hair, same rap channel Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming Your host for the evening Marshall! Oh! Hah!
Where's my snare? I have no snare on my headphones There you go Yeah Yo Yo Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have I've been protested and demonstrated against Picket signs for my wicked rhymes Look at the times Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behind All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans explodin' Tempers flarin' from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin' Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin' Keep kickin' ass in the mornin' and takin' names in the evenin' Leavin' with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth See they can trigger me But they never figure me out Look at me now I betcha probably sick of me now Ain't you, mama? Imma make you look so ridiculous now I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet One more time I said I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet Ah I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it Imma expose it I'll take you back to '73 Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD I was a baby Maybe I was just a couple of months My faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch 'Cause he split I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye No, I don't owe him a second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die I look at Hailie And I couldn't picture leavin' her side Even if I hated Kim I'd grit my teeth and I'd try To make it work with her, at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human But I'm man enough to face 'em today What I did was stupid No doubt it was dumb But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun 'Cause I'd have killed 'em Shit, I woulda shot Kim and them both It's my life I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem Show I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet One more time I said I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition Take a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissin' But put yourself in my position Just try to envision Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen Bitchin' that someone's always goin' through hear purse And shit's missin' Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'Til I grew up, now I blew up It makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, ma? So you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma? But guess what? You're gettin' older now and it's cold when you're lonely And Nathan's growin' up so quick He's gonna know that you're phony And Hailie's getting' so big now You should see her, she's beautiful But you'll never see her She won't even be at your funeral See, what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong Bitch, do your song Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get? You selfish bitch I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what? I am dead, dead to you as can be! I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet One more time I said I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet
People It feels so good to be back Ladies and gentleman Introducing the new and improved you know who Never been the type to bend or budge The wrong button to push No friend of Bush I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese I'm a pittbull off his leash All this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo I'm back now I've come to release this info I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple Cani-bitch don't want no beef with Slim, no!Not even On my radar So won't you please jump off my dick Lay off and stay off And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from séance to séance Aw-a-aw-ch-a-aw C'mon now Let's all get on down Do-si-do now We gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout Let your hair down and square dance with me C'mon now Let's all get on down Do-si-do now We gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout Let your hair down and square dance with me Let your hair down to the track Yeah, kick on back (boo) The boogies monster of rap Yeah, the man's back With a plan to ambush this Bush administration Mush the Senate's face in and push this generation Of kids to stand and fight For the right to say something you might not like This white hot light that I'm under No wonder I look so sunburnt Oh, no I won't leave no stone unturned Oh, no I won't leave, won't go nowhere Do-si-do, oh, yo, ho, hello there Oh, yeah don't think I won't go there Go to Beirut and do a show there Yah, you laugh 'til your motherfuckin' ass gets drafted While you're at band camp thinkin' the crap can't happen 'Til you fuck around, get an Anthrax napkin Inside a package wrapped in Saran Wrap wrapping Open the plastic and then you stand back gasping Fuckin' assassins hijackin' Amtracks Crashin' All this terror America demands action Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass Askin' To join the army or what you'll do for their Navy You just a baby, gettin' recruited at 18 You're on a plane Now eatin' their food and their baked beans I'm 28, they gon' take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy? When I say Hussien you say Shady My views ain't changed still inhumane Wait, arraigned two days late The date's today, hang me Come on now, let's all get on down Do-si-do now We gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout Let your hair down and square dance with me C'mon now Let's all get on down Do-si-do now We gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout Let your hair down and square dance With me! Nothin' moves me more than a groove that soothes me Nothin' soothes me more than a groove that boosts me Nothin' boosts me more or suits me beautifully There's nothin' you can do to me, stab me, shoot me Physchotic, hypnotic, product I got the antibiotic Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada God I talk alot of hem-de-lay-la-la-la Oochie-walla-walla, um-da-dah-da-dah-da, but you gotta-gotta Keep movin', there's more music to make Keep makin' new shit Produce hits to break the monotony What's gotten into me? Drugs, rock And Hennessey Thug like I'm Pac on my enemies On your knees, got you under seige Somebody you would give a lung to be hungry Like a fuckin' younger me, fuck the fee I can get you jumped for free, yeah, buddy Laugh it's funny I have the money to have You killed by somebody who has nothing I'm past bluffing, pass the K-Y Let's get ready for some intense serious ass fucking Come on now, let's all get on down Do-si-do now We gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout Let your hair down and square dance with me C'mon now Let's all get on down Do-si-do now We gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout Let your hair down and square dance with me Dr. Dre, wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas, wants to square dance with me X to the Z, wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes, wants to square dance with me Cani-bitch won't square dance with me Fan-a-bitch, won't square dance with me Canada-bis, don't want no parts of me Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with you, yee-haw
"Everybody's Looking At Me" plays in the background" "I'm gonna kill this bitch. I'm gonna kill her. I'm going to fucking jail 'cause I'm gonna kill this bitch!" "Yo, man..." "What?" "I don't know, I got a really, really bad feeling about this..." "Man, would you shut the fuck up, Gary!? You always got a bad feeling, man! That's her car right there, just park." "Alright, just let me park... I'm parking!" "Fucking turn the car off, dawg." "Alright..." "Alright, we wait." "We wait for what?" "We wait until she comes out, and then I'm gonna fucking kill her." "Man... you ain't gonna kill no one—what the fuck did you bring that for!?" "Man, shut the fuck up, dawg. Just shut up. Fucking clip is empty, it's not—" "Man, don't point that shit at me!" "It's not even loaded, bitch, look." [Eminem pulls trigger, unloaded gun clicks] "Dude! God, I fucking hate when you do that shit." "Yeah, but it's funny as fuck." "Gonna fuck around and kill me one of these days, I swear..." "Gets you every time." "Is that her?" "Where?" "Right there, motherfucker." "Oh, yeah..." "Alright, get down, get down." "Fuck, here we go again..." "Get down!" "...The fuck? You want me to get under the car?" "Yo, who's she walking with?" "The fuck am I supposed to know? You told me to duck down!" "It's the fucking bouncer... Did she just kiss him.?" "I don't think so." "Dawg, sh—she just fucking kissed him!" "No, she didn't." "Sh—she's kissing him, dawg." "No, she's not!" "She fucking kissed—" "Aw, shit..." "Come on." [Eminem runs off, yelling "Motherfucker!"] "Marsh!"
I'm a soldier I'm a soldier (Dah-dah, dah-dah, dah-dah) I'm a soldier I'm a soldier Yo Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns Never was a gangster, 'til I graduated to one And got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin' Took the image of a thug kept shit appealin' Willin' to stick out my neck for respect if it meant life or death Never lived to regret what I said When you're me, people just wanna see if its true If it's you, what you say in your raps is what you do So they feel, it's part of ya obligation to fulfill When they see you on the streets face to face, are you for real? In confrontation ain't no conversation if you feel You're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed If you feel it, kill it, you can conceal it, reveal it Being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it Squeeze it 'til its empty, tempt me, push me, pussies I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze I'm a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never slip or stumble I'm a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never stumble I love pissin' you off, it get's me off Like my lawyers, when the fuckin' judge lets me off All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off I'm violatin' all the motherfuckin' bets be off I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bitch is news Pistol-whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers 6'2" Who needs bullets? As soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets An excellent method to get rid of the next bully It's actually better, 'cause instead of you murderin' You can hurt 'em then come back again and kick dirt at 'em It's like pourin' salt in your wounds, assault and get sued You can smell the lawsuits as soon as I waltz in the room Everybody's hearts just stop, they call the cops All you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops Runnin' and duckin' at the Hot Rock's parking lot You'll all get shot, whether it's your fault or not 'cause I'm a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never slip or stumble I'm a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never stumble I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin' to 'em Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to 'em I'm like a thug, with a little bit of 'Pac influence I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it You motherfuckers could never do it like I can do it Don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it Don't ever in your life try to knock the truest I spit the illest shit ever been dropped in two-inch So ticky-tock, listen as the sound ticks on the clock Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on the cock Listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen Motherfuckers know that I'll never be Marshall again Full of controversy until I retire my jersey 'Til the fire inside dies and expires at 30 And Lord have mercy on anymore of these rappers that verse me And put a curse on authorities, in the face of adversity I'm a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never slip or stumble I'm a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never stumble Yo left, yo left, yo left, right, left Yo left, yo left, yo left, right, left Yo left, yo left, yo left, right, left Yo left, yo left, yo left, right, left
♪ Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Hollywood) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Why do I feel this way) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood I thought I had it all figured out, I did I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim But I wasn't tough enough to juggle two things at once I found myself layin' on my knees in cuffs Which should've been a reason enough for me to get my stuff and just leave How come I couldn't see this shit myself it's just me Nobody couldn't see the shit I felt Knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there when I fell to catch me The minute shit was heated she just bailed I'm standin' here swingin' on like thirty people by myself I couldn't even see the millimeter when it fell Turned around saw Gary stashin' the heater in his belt Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground I just sold two million records I don't need to go to jail I'm not about to lose my freedom over no female I need to slow down Try to get my feet on solid ground so for now I'm Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Hollywood) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Why do I feel this way) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Bury my face in comic books 'cause I don't wanna look At nothin', this world's too much I've swallowed all I could If I could swallow a bottle of Tylenol I would and end it for good Just say goodbye to Hollywood I probably should these problems are piling all at once 'Cause everything that bothers me I got it bottled up I think I'm bottomin' out But I'm not about to give up I gotta get up Thank God, I got a little girl And I'm a responsible father So not a lot of good I'd be to my daughter layin' in the bottom of the mud Must be in my blood 'cause I don't know how I do it All I know is I don't wanna follow in the footsteps of my dad 'Cause I hate him so bad The worst fear that I had was growin' up to be like his fuckin' ass, man If you could understand why I am the way that I am What do I say to my fans, when I tell 'em I'm Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Hollywood) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Why do I feel this way) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood I don't wanna quit but shit, I feel like this is it For me to have this much appeal like this is sick This is not a game this fame, in real life this is sick Publicity stunt my ass conceal my fuckin' dick Fuck the guns, I'm done I'll never look at gats If I scrap, I'll scrap like I ain't never whipped some ass I love my fans But no one ever puts a grasp on the fact I've sacrificed everything I have I never dreamt I'd get to the level that I'm at this is whack This is more than I ever could of asked Everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or mask What about math how come I wasn't ever good at that It's like the boy in the bubble who never could adapt, I'm trapped If I could go back, I never woulda rapped I sold my soul to the devil I'll never get it back I just wanna leave this game with level head intact Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein' Everything blow up and all you did was just grow up emceeing It's fuckin' crazy 'Cause all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I never had But instead I forced us to live alienated, so I'm sayin' Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Hollywood) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood (Why do I feel this way) Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Goodbye, goodbye Hollywood (Goodbye) Please don't cry for me when I'm gone for good (This shit is not for me) So goodbye, goodbye Hollywood (I'm not a fuckin' star) Please don't cry for me when I'm gone for good (I'm goin' back home) ♪
Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Guess who's back? Back again Shady's back Tell a friend Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? I've created a monster 'Cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more They want Shady, I'm chopped liver Well, if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the doctor when I'm not co-operating When I'm rockin' the table while he's operating You waited this long, now stop debating 'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job, Ms. Cheney But your husband's heart problem's complicating So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me, so let me see They try to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty, without me So, come on and dip, bum on your lips Fuck that, cum on your lips and some on your tits And get ready, 'cause this is about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, fuck you, Debbie! Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me 'Cause we need a little, controversy 'Cause it feels so empty, without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me 'Cause we need a little, controversy 'Cause it feels so empty, without me Little hellions, kids feelin' rebellious Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis They start feelin' like prisoners, helpless 'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, "Bitch" A visionary, vision of scary Could start a revolution, pollutin' the airwaves A rebel, so just let me revel and bask In the fact that I got everyone kissin' my ass And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass, you asked for me? Well, I'm back, da-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna Enter in, endin' up under your skin like a splinter The center of attention, back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting, in your kid's ears and nesting "Testing, attention, please" Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me? Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me 'Cause we need a little, controversy 'Cause it feels so empty, without me I said, this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me 'Cause we need a little, controversy 'Cause it feels so empty, without me A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with Anybody who's talkin' this shit that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie You 36-year-old bald headed fag, blow me You don't know me, you're too old, let go It's over, nobody listen to techno Now let's go, just gimme the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes the shit just seems Everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm disgusting But it's just me, I'm just obscene No, I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley To do Black music so selfishly And used it to get myself wealthy (hey) There's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty, without me Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me 'Cause we need a little, controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me 'Cause we need a little, controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me Kids!
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out When he talks about, his f- dad walking out 'Cause he hates him so bad that he, blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talking back Talking black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, doo-rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, his house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is changing, intertwining with gangsters In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum Holy or unholy, only have one homie Only this gun, lonely 'cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a mothafucka, they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the f- did this metamorphosis happen? From standing on corners and porches just rapping To having a fortune, no more kissing ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you To get they hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly But all their kids been listening to me religiously So I'm signing CD's while police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fucking menace this shit doesn't make sense B It's all political, if my music is literal Then I'm a criminal, how the fuck can I raise a little girl? I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera; that was a fist that hit you Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (sing this shit!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well, can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued See what these kids do is hear 'bout us toting pistols And they wanna get one 'cause, they think the shit's cool Not knowing we really just protecting ourselves We entertainers, of course the shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothing To being able to have any fucking thing that we wanted That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishing they'd die 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fucking shit in their eyes That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, 'cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
You high baby? "Yeah" Yeah? "Ha ha ha, talk to me" You want me to tell you somethin'? "Uh huh" I know what you wanna hear I know you want me baby I think I want you too "I think I love you baby" I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl Come be in Shady's world I wanna grow together Let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby You know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I wanna save you, girl Come be in Shady's world "Oh boy, you drive me crazy" Bitch you make me hurl They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I'm single now, got no ring on this finger now I'll never let another chick bring me down In a relationship, save it bitch Babysit, you make me sick Superman ain't savin' shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip, cut to the chase I'll tell a mo'fuckin' slut to her face Play no games, say no names Ever since I broke up with what's her face I'm a different man, kiss my ass Kiss my lips, bitch why ask? Kiss my dick, hit my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out? I'll put you out Won't get out? I'll push you out Puss blew out, poppin' shit Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice? Buy you ice Bitch if you died, wouldn't buy you life What you tryin' to be, my new wife? What you Mariah? Fly through twice But I do know one thing though Bitches they come, they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, hoe 'Cause I can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Your Superman, your Superman Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes It's no secret everybody knows Yeah we fucked, bitch so what? That's about as far as your buddy goes We'll be friends I'll call you again I'll chase you around every bar you attend You'll never know what kind of car I'll be in We'll see how much you'll be partying then You don't want that, neither do I I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys Too much pride between you and I Not a jealous man but females lie But I guess that's just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two? I never loved you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow Till then just sit your drunk ass On that fuckin' runway, hoe I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl Come be in Shady's world I wanna grow together Let's let our love unfurl You know you want me, baby You know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I wanna save you girl Come be in Shady's world "Oh boy, you drive me crazy" Bitch you make me hurl First thing you said "I'm not phazed" "I hang around big stars all day" "I don't see what the big deal is anyway" "You're just plain ol' Marshall to me" Ooh yeah, girl, run that game "Hailie Jade? I love that name" "Love that tattoo, what's that say?" "Rotten pieces?" "Aww that's great" First off you don't know Marshall At all so don't grow partial That's ammo for my arsenal I'll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good lordy-wody, you must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can't have Oooh girl that's too damn bad Don't touch what you can't grab End up with two back hands Put Anthrax on a Tampax And slap you till you can't stand Girl you just blew your chance Don't mean to ruin your plans But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow Till then just sit your drunk ass On that fuckin' runway, hoe I know you want me baby I think I want you too "I think I love you baby" I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl Come be in Shady's world I wanna grow together Let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby You know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I wanna save you girl Come be in Shady's world "Oh boy, you drive me crazy" Bitch you make me hurl 'Cause I can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Your Superman, your Superman 'Cause I can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman Your Superman, your Superman
Da-da, da-da Yo, I can't sing, but I feel like singing I wanna fuckin' sing 'Cause I'm happy Yeah, I'm happy I got my baby back Yo, check it out Some days I sit starin' out the window Watchin' this world pass me by Sometimes I think there's nothin' to live for I almost break down and cry Sometimes I think I'm crazy I'm crazy, oh, so crazy Why am I here? Am I just wastin' my time? But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes, oh, no 'Cause sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin' on me 'Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me My baby girl keeps gettin' older I watch her grow up with pride People make jokes 'cause they don't understand me They just don't see my real side I act like shit don't faze me Inside it drives me crazy My insecurities could eat me alive But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes, oh, no 'Cause sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin' on me 'Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me Man, if I could sing, I'd keep singin' this song to my daughter If I could hit the notes, I'd blow somethin' as long as my father To show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I got her God, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad that her mom didn't- Now, you probably get this picture from my public persona That I'm a pistol-packin' drug addict who bags on his momma But I wanna take this time out to be perfectly honest 'Cause there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside of My soul and just know that I grow colder the older I grow This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold And this load is like the weight of the world And I think my neck is breakin' Should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations? Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself But I got a wife that's determined to make my life livin' hell But I handle it well, given the circumstances I'm dealt So many chances, man, it's too bad, coulda had someone else But the years that I've wasted is nothin' To the tears that I've tasted So here's what I'm facin', three felonies, six years of probation I've went to jail for this woman I've been to bat for this woman I've taken bats to people's backs Bent over backwards for this woman Man, I shoulda seen it comin', what'd I stick my penis up in? Wouldn't have ripped the prenup up if I'da seen what she was fuckin' It's over, there's no more reason to cry no more I got my baby, maybe, the only lady that I adore Hailie! So sayonara, try tomorrow, nice to know ya Our baby's traveled back to the arms of her rightful owner And suddenly it seems like my shoulder blades have just shifted It's like the greatest gift you can get, the weight has been lifted And- Now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin' on me 'Cause my baby knows that her daddy's a soldier Nothin' can take her from me, woo Told you I can't sing Oh, well, I tried Hailie, 'member when I said If you ever need anything Daddy would be right there? Guess what? Daddy's here And I ain't going nowhere, baby I love you, mwah
This motherfucker, man It's ridiculous, I can't believe it! Oh, hold on a minute. Em What up? Have a seat. Dre, I'll call you back What now? I don't even know where to start Okay? I got the album from upstairs And And this, is by far, the most incredible thing... I've ever... heard
Music, reality: sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psych If I were to die, murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow, show love, or would it matter? Could never be the lead-off batter If there ain't shit for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin' But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate I done came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack? 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 'Fore I put some wack shit out I'm tryna smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark Y'all steady tryna drown a shark Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off Lid to the can of whip-ass, just twist me off See me leap out, pull a piece out Fuck shootin', I'm just tryna knock his teeth out Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap Motherfucker, if you really feelin' froggish, leap "Yo, Slim, you gon' let him get away with that? He tried to play you, you can't let him escape with that" Man, I hate this crap This ain't rap, this is crazy, the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops Ain't no gettin' rid of McVay, if so, you would've tried The only way I'm leavin' this bitch is suicide I have died clinically Arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessy Got drunk then I finished him I'm every nigga's favorite archenemy Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly, with a Dillinger in the dark, diligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up, mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres (Bah) I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into A mad man, Son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical I'm allergic to dyin', you think not? You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops I was happy havin' a deal at first Thought money would make me happy But it only made my pain worse It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dawg And you ain't got nothin' left but your word and your balls And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends Beggin' with their hands out Checkin' for your record when it's sellin' When it ain't, that's the end: no laughs, no friends No girls, just the gin you drink 'til your car spin You think, "Damn" when you slam into the wall and you fall Out the car and try to crawl with one arm I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call? When the music stops Let's see how many of your men loyal When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol sippin' a can of Pennzoil I'm revved up; who said what when lead bust? Your head just explode with red stuff I'm handcuffed, tossed in the paddy-wagon Braggin' about how you shouted like a coward Bullets devoured you, showered you niggas If I was you niggas, I'd run while given a chance Understand, I can enhance the spirit of man Death itself, it can't hurt me Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me You ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop tryna walk how Gs walk before we spark Hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war wit' your life Fuck a tour and a mic, I'd rather fuck a whore with a knife (Ah) Deliver that shit that coroners like You hype poppin' shit in broad daylight, nigga, you're a goner at night When the music stops Instigators turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof" Proof, nigga, I'm a wolf Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose The more y'all breathe, shit, the more I moves It's Hill Street, this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, nigga Or make the news, bet you all y'all move When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop Music has changed my life in so many ways Brain's confused, been fucked since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells N.W.A said "Fuck tha Police," now I'm in jail '93 was strictly R&B Fucked up haircut, listened to Jodeci Michael Jackson, who gon' tell me I ain't Mike? Ass cheeks painted white, fuckin' Priscilla tonight Flyin' down Sunset, smokin' crack Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bows Now I'm in the hospital with a broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock I'm reachin' for the Glock, but the music stops
Heh, so I'm out the game, huh? (Huh?) Yo, Dre, we ridin'? Whatever (Haha) Well, I'm wit' ya, homie Okay, let's handle the small shit I was born to brew up storms, stir up shit Kick up dust, cuss 'til I slur up spit Grew up too quick, went through too much, knew too much shit Corrupt, and I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr. Buttersworth Dre told me to milk this shit for what it's worth 'Til the cow just tilts and tips and stumbles to Earth And if I fumble a verse Keep goin' first take, I make mistakes, just keep it No punches pulled, no punches, that's weak shit, fake shit If I ever take shit, I'll eat shit, wasn't for him, wouldn't be shit Creep with me as we take a little trip down memory lane Been here longer than anyone in the game And I ain't got to lie about my age But what about Jermaine? Fuck Jermaine! He don't belong speakin' mine or Timbaland's name And don't think I don't read your little interviews and see what you're sayin' I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked When I see you, I'ma step on you and not even know it You midget, mini-me with a bunch of little mini-yous Runnin' around your backyard swimmin' pools Over eighty million records sold And I ain't have to do it with ten- or eleven-year-olds See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like Habits Eminem & White Gold Brand New Dance Eminem Antichrist Eminem 'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin' it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it So who you playin' with, huh? (Huh, huh, huh) 'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin' it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it So who you playin' with, huh? (Huh, huh, huh) Second verse, it gets worse, it gets no better than this Amateurs drink veteran piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri We'll rub it in, every club you're in, we'll have you blackballed And make sure you never rap a-fuckin'-gain Dre ain't havin' it, long as I'm here to play devil's advocate If there was some magic shit I could wave Over the industry that could save it when I'm gone And buried to make sure the tradition carries on, I would If I could only use this power for good, I wouldn't, not even if I could From the hood, and I'm a hornet And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered And I'ma only sucker punch and swing without warnin' And swing to knock somebody's fuckin' head off ‘Cause I know if they get up, I won't get a chance to let off Another punch, I'm punk rock, no one's punk Don't give a fuck, white Pac, so much spunk When I was little I knew I would blow up and sell a mil' or Grow up to be Attila, go nuts and be a killer And I'm somethin' of a phenom, one puff of the chron' I'm unstoppable, I'm alive and on top again There's no obstacle that I can't conquer So come along with us Come on 'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin' it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it So who you playin' with, huh? (Huh, huh, huh) 'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin' it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it So who you playin' with, huh? (Huh, huh, huh) Now anybody who knows Dre Knows I'm about fast cars and Alizé, partyin' all day But I handled my business, 'cause it's work before play Don't look for trouble, but I'll serve you gourmet However you want it, you can have it your way You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin' it your way That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway 'Cause this is my space, you invade it Live to regret it, and you'll die tryna violate it Fuck around, get annihilated, eyes dilated Huh, like my old lady? 'Cause what you say is what you say Sometimes what you mean is two different things Dependin' on your mood if it swings Think too many things, little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything Catch a contact and I'm gone, and I'm back I speedwrite and my loose leaf's my launchpad And I can pull any string, don't have to prove anything Catch a contrac' on your head, you headed west? Talked shit about Dre? You better get a vest And invest in somethin' to protect your head and neck And it's back and forth all day, like Red and Meth I joke when I say I'm the best in the booth, but a lotta truth is said in jest And if I ever do live to be a legend, I'ma die a sudden death Five mics in "The Source"? Ain't holdin' my fuckin' breath But I'll suffocate for the respect 'fore I breathe to collect a fuckin' check 'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin' it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it So who you playin' with, huh? (Huh, huh, huh) 'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin' it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it So who you playin' with, huh? (Huh, huh, huh) Watch your fuckin' mouth Yo, this Timbaland, tell him I said suck, chka, my dick
'Cause sometimes you just feel tired, feel weak And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up But you gotta search within you, try to find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you And get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quitter No matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse 'Till I collapse I'm spilling these raps long as you feel 'em 'Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killing 'em 'Cause when I am not, then I'ma stop penning 'em And I am not Hip-Hop and I'm just not Eminem Subliminal thoughts, when I'ma stop sending 'em? Women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hock venom Adrenalin shots, the penicillin could not get the illing to stop Amoxicillin's just not real enough The criminal cop-killing hip hop villain A minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners You're coming with me, feel it or not you're gonna fear it Like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us You hear it a lot, lyrics to shock Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzing up? For shizzle my wizzle, this is the plot, listen up You bizzles forgot, Slizzle does not give a fuck 'Till the roof comes off, 'till the lights go out 'Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit, 'till my bone collapse 'Till the roof comes off, 'till the lights go out 'Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit, 'till my bone collapse Music is like magic, there's a certain feeling you get When you real and you spit and people are feeling your shit This is your moment, and every single minute you spend Tryna hold on to it 'cause you may never get it again So while you're in it, try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end 'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in I got a list, here's the order of my list that it's in It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, 2Pac and Biggie Andre from OutKast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy So when I'm not put on this list, the shit does not offend me That's why you see me walk 'round like nothing's bothering me Even though half you people got a fuckin' problem with me You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney, Nate, hit me 'Till the roof comes off, 'till the lights go out 'Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit, 'till my bone collapse 'Till the roof comes off, 'till the lights go out 'Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit, 'till my bone collapse Soon as a verse starts, I eat at an MC's heart What is he thinking? How not to go against me, smart And it's absurd, how people hang on every word I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve But I'll never be served, my spot is forever reserved If I ever leave Earth, that would be the death of me first 'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I'm an addict I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers But I don't wanna go forth and back in constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching at 'em The track is on some battling raps who want some static? 'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters A plaque and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest, so 'Till the roof comes off, 'till the lights go out 'Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit, 'till my bone collapse 'Till the roof comes off, 'till the lights go out 'Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit, 'till my bone collapse Until the roof (until the roof) The roof comes off (the roof comes off) Until my legs (until my legs) Give out from underneath me I, I will not fall, I will stand tall Feels like no one could beat me
Daddy, what are you doing? Okay then! Everybody, listen up! I'm goin to hell! Who's comin with me? Somebody please help him! I think my dad's gone crazy! There's no mountain I can't climb, there's no tower too high No plane that I can't learn how to fly What do I gotta do to get through to you To show you there ain't nothing I can't take this chainsaw to Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls I cut em off and got em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar Inside of a hall with my framed autographed sunglasses With Elton John's name on my drag wall I'm out the closet, I've been lying my ass off All this time me and Dre been fucking with hats off (Suck it Marshall!) So tell Laura and her husband to back off 'Fore I push this motherfuckin' button and blast off And launch one at these Russians and that's all Blow every fucking thing except Afghanistan on the map off When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off? Hailie, tell em baby - (My dad's lost it!) There's really nothing else to say, I - I can't explain it (I think my dad's gone crazy!) A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell em baby (I think my dad's gone crazy!) There's nothing you could do or say that could ever change me (I think my dad's gone crazy!) There's no one on earth that can save me, not even Hailie (I think my dad's gone crazy!) It's like my mother always told me Rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana and Codeine And God dammit you little motherfucker If you ain't got nothing nice to say then don't say nothing ... Uh ... fuck that shit, bitch! Eat a motherfucking dick, chew on a prick And lick a million motherfucking cocks per second I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy And have pussy lips glued to my face with a clit ring In my nose than quit bringing my flows Quit giving me my ammo; can't you see why I'm so mean? If y'all leave me alone this wouldn't be my M.O I wouldn't have to go eenee-meene-minie-moe Catch a homo by his toe, man I don't know no more Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more? (Dad!) There's really nothing else to say, I - I can't explain it (I think my dad's gone crazy!) A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell em baby (I think my dad's gone crazy!) There's nothing you could do or say that could ever change me (I think my dad's gone crazy!) There's no one on earth that can save me, not even Hailie (I think my dad's gone crazy!) My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise At the same time, can make you dry your eyes With the same rhyme; see, what you're seeing is a genius at work Which to me isn't work So it's easy to misinterpret it at first Cause when I speak, it's tongue-in-cheek I'd yank my fuckin' teeth Before I'd ever bite my tongue, I'd slice my gums Get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once And die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son And walk around the rest of my life spit on And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind" comes on More pain inside of my brain than the eyes of a little girl Inside of a plane, aimed at the World Trade Standing on Ronnie's grave, screaming at the sky 'Til clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade And that's pretty much the gist of it The parents are pissed but the kids love it 9 millimeter heaters stashed in 2-seaters with meat cleavers I don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither There's really nothing else to say, I - I can't explain it (I think my dad's gone crazy!) A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell em baby (I think my dad's gone crazy!) There's nothing you could do or say that could ever change me (I think my dad's gone crazy) There's no one on Earth that can save me, not even Hailie I think my dad's gone crazy! (Crazy) Crazy Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha You're funny, Daddy!
Ken Kanif: *Ken walks to the mic* Uhhh nmm *taps mic* This thing on.? Where'd everybody go Uhh Guess whos back? Back again Ken is back *taps mic* Tell some men Rub my back Rub my back Rub my back Rub my back Meeeh Wait Hello Uhh Goodnight
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever meet you Therefore, I did not know that I would grow to be my mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds Mama had a baby and its head popped off My mama don't want me, the next thing I know I'm getting dropped off Ring, ring, ring on the doorbell and the next door neighbor's on their front porch But they didn't want me neither so they left me on someone else's lawn Somebody finally took me in, my great-aunt and uncle Edmund Charles They were the ones who were left in charge My elementary, they ganged up on me and sang this song It went a little something like Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand Understanding, by the way, where's my dad? Mother, please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever meet you Therefore, I did not know that I would grow to be my mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds Predominantly, predominantly, everything's always predominantly Predominantly white, predominantly black Well, what about me? Where does that leave me? Well, I guess that I'm between predominantly both of them I think if I hear that fucking word again, I'ma scream While I'm projectile vomiting, what do I look like? A comedian to you? Do you think that I'm kidding? Well, do I look like some kind of idiot? Wait a minute, shit, don't answer that Why am I so misunderstood? Why do I go through so much bullshit? It's such bullshit, it's just more bitch Well, it's me. There goes poor Marshall again Whining about his millions and his debts and then his soul, he's always drowning in And the dad that he never had And how his childhood was so bad And how his mom was a dope addict And his ex-wife, how they go at it Man, I'd hate to have it As bad as that Mr. Mathers claims he had it I can't imagine it That little rich poor white bastard needs to take some of that cash out of the bank and take a bath in it Man, if I only had half of it If you only knew the half of it Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever meet you Therefore, I did not know that I would grow to be my mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds Evil deeds While I plant these evil seeds please release me from these demons I never had any of this shit planned, mom Please believe I don't want to be Satan's spawn Never got the chance to say I'm sorry Now look at all the panic cars Dear Santa Claus why you not coming this year again? What did I do that was so bad to deserve this? Everything could have been so perfect But life ain't a fairytale I'm about to be hoisted up in the air Forty feet below me there's people everywhere I don't even know but it feel like they know me cause I'm in this Ferris wheel And all I want to do is go to the mall and take Hayley on the carousel Without this crowd everywhere I go But life is like a miracle Around here we go now do-si-do Now curtains up the show must go Now ring around the rosie the show's over you can all go home now With the curtain just on close for me this ain't how fame was supposed to be If I have a switch I can just turn off and on This ain't what I chose to be so please God give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on Till I pass 50 back to the baton the camera's on my soul is gone Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever meet you Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be my mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever meet you Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be my mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds Let's go Detroit!
There's not much you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every once in a while to save me To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other people just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me I may be a little too fast-paced and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too fast cause my mind is racing And I could give a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z For every single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me In a neighborhood daily that jumped and chased me It only made me what I am today See regardless of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or break me Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the shit you've been savin' To say to me, you had all this time to think about it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause I've been patiently waitin' for the day That we finally meet, in the same place to see No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never enough No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never enough My flow's untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole face split The smell of victory love it so much I can taste it I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your moves then crush you motherfuckers If I'm the best and the worst then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, it's hieroglyphic My music is a drug, press play you ain't gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or chop it It get you high over and over but you gotta cop it When it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never enough No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never enough
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense But not to constitute what this country at times calls their throwaway children We seem to be approaching an age of the gross We all have this idea that we should move up a little bit from our parents' station And each-, and each generation should do a little bit better Alright, come on, let's cut the bullsh-, enough Let's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up Let's take this s- back to basement and we can discuss Statements that's made on this tape and it's whole origin of The music that we all know and love, the music we all enjoy The music you accuse me of tryna destroy Let's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy On the East Side of Detroit, crossin' 8 Mile into Warren Into hick territory, I'd like to share a story This is my story and can't nobody tell it for me You have well informed me, I am well aware That I don't belong here, you've made that perfectly clear I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere From Bel-Air shopping center just for stoppin' in there From the black side all the way to the white side Okay, there's a bright side, a day that I might slide You may call it a past, I call it hauling my ass Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh, them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks Them good old notorious so well known tracks So, let's go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home Come on, let's go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home I'd roam the streets so much, they called me a drifter Sometimes I'd stick up a thumb just to hitchhike Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and Van Dyke Or steal a bike from somebody's backyard And drop it off at the park, that was the half way mark To meet Kim, had to walk back to her mama's on Chalmers after dark To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's That's about the time I first met Proof With Goofy Gary on the steps at Osborn, handin' out some flyers We was doin' some talent shows at Center Line High I told him to stop by and check us out sometime He looked at me like I'm out my mind Shook his head like "White boys don't know how to rhyme" I spit out a line and rhymed 'birthday' with 'first place' And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike We was on the same s-, that Big Daddy Kane s- Where compound syllables sound combined From that day, we was down to ride Somehow, we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line So, let's go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home Come on, let's go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home My first year in ninth grade, can't forget that day at school It was cool 'til your man MC Shan came through And said that Puma's the brand 'cause the Klan makes troops It was rumors, but man, they flew Must've been true, because, man, we done banned they shoes I had the new ones, the Cool J Ice Lamb, suede too But we just threw 'em in the trash like they yesterday's news Guess who came through next? X Clan debuted Professor X (Vanglorious) "Exist in a state of red, black, and green, with a key, sissies" Now with this being the new trend, we don't fit in Crackas is out with Cactus Albums, blackness is in African symbols and medallions represent Black Power And we ain't know what it meant Me and my man Howard and Butter would go to the mall With 'em all over our necks like we're showin' 'em off Not knowing at all we was bein' laughed at "You ain't even half black You ain't 'posed to have that, homie, let me grab that And that Flavor Flav clock, we gon' have to snatch that" All I remember is meetin' back at Manix's basement Sayin' how we hate this How racist but dope the X Clan's tape is Which reminds me, back in '89, me And Kim broke up for the first time She was tryin' to two-time me And there was this black girl at our school Who thought I was cool 'cause I rapped so she was kinda eyeing me And, oh, the irony, guess what her name was? Ain't even gonna say it, plus The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts And a pair of jugs, the bombest goddamn girl in our whole school If I could pull her, not only would I become more popular But I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time, but it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped me for this black guy And that's the last I ever seen or heard Or spoke to the "Ole Foolish Pride" girl But I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that bad But it was, I singled out a whole race And for that, I apologize, I was wrong 'Cause no matter what color a girl, is she's still a... So, let's go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home Come on, let's go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down... Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em If some shit ever does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy something I help build It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' And that was just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth While he's all over t.v. down talkin' a man who literally saved my life Like fuck it i understand this is business And this shit just isn't none of my business But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cause Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin' But now it's elevated cause once you put someone's kids in it The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it? It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin' We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin' Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record But now he's fucked the game up cause one of the ways I came up Was through that publication the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin' Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc. And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind We still have soldiers that's on the front line That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is To have Runyan Avenue, soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the verdict I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin' I'm just willin' to be the bigger man If ya'll can quit poppin' off at the jaws, well then I can Cause frankly I'm sick of talkin' I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience cause Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible with liberty and justice for all... It feels so good to be back. I scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft Slash entrepreneur who has helped launch a few more rap acts Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career typical manure moving past that Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) All the people up top on the side and the middle Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little Just let it gradually build from the front to the back All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home (c'mon) Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us Mosh pits outside the oval office Someone's tryina tell us something, Maybe this is God just sayin' we're responsible For this monster, this coward, That we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin' How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists Now this is our final hour Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six... Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech Let the president answer a higher anarchy Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war Let him impress daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero Look in his eyes its all lies The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die If I get sniped tonight you know why, Cause I told you to fight. Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) And as we proceed, To Mosh through this desert storm, In these closing statements, if they should argue Let us beg to differ As we set aside our differences And assemble our own army To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction That we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr. Senator Do you guy's hear us... hear us...(Hailie)
There I go--thinking of you again You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I puke I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem But off of the dome would probably be a little more, more suitable for this type of song--whoa I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta So fuck it, I'ma start right here I'll just be brief I'm Bout to rattle off some of the reasons I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you On my arm, but what do I go and do I go and get another one, now I got two Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Now I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it If you only knew how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing you ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I puke I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little better Instead of a letter That you'd probably just shred up--yeah I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a Paper, I'd rather let you see how Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle You're a fuckin' coke-head slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna Gag-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag What else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to But every time I think of you now all I wanna do Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you, I puke Fuckin' bitch
Oh! Yeah! So much for first single on this one Shady's the label, Aftermath is the stable That the horses come out of—erra Of course we're about to stir up Some shit thick as Mrs. Buttersworth's syrup It's the Mr. Picked-on-Christopher-Reeves-just-for-no-reason Other than to—just to tease him 'Cause he was his biggest (*burp*) fan He used to be Superman, now I'm pourin' Liquor on the curb in his name for him "Eminem, you wait 'til we meet up again, fucker I'm kickin' your ass for everything you've ever said." It goes one for the money, two for the fuckin' show Ready, get set, let's go Here comes the buckin' bronco Stompin' and stampedin' up the damn street like them buffalo Soldiers, I told ya I'm 'bout to blow, so look out below, Geronimo Motherfuckers, it's dominoes, I'm on a roll Around and around I go When will I stop? I don't know Tryin' to pick up where The Eminem Show left off But I know anything's possible Though I'm not gonna top what I sold I'm at the top of my game, that shit is not gonna change Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team I'll get away With murder: I'm like O.J., he's like my Cochran today We keep the Mark Fuhrman tapes In a safe, locked 'em away (*slam*) Better watch what you say Just when you thought you were safe Them fuckers got you on tape You swear to God you was playin' Whether or not you was little Joshua Gosh, I wish I could've told you to not do the same 'Cause one day it could cost you your name And this was supposed to be my first single (*burp*) But I just fucked that up, so Fuck it, let's all have fun, let's mingle (*burp*) Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle (*fart*) That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle (*fart*) Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-no, erra Oh, ah, erra, oh, ah, erra Oh, ah, erra, oh-oh-ah-ah Oh, ah, erra, oh, ah, erra Oh, ah, erra, poo-poo-ka-ka Eri-Eri-Erick swallowed some generic sleeping pills And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derrick, bare-naked Jig-a-jig-ji-ji-Janean just turned 16 and used a fake ID To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee to be so young and naïve Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and carefree Paris and Nicky's parents must be so tickled, they cherish Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks Hickory-dickory Dirk Diggler, look at me work wizardry With these words – am I a jerk or just jerk chicken? Or chiga-chigga-chig-chig-jer-chig-jer jerkin' your chain Twenty-two jerks in a jerk circle, or is it a circle jerk? Wait a minute, what am I sayin'? Allow me to run it back And rewind it ...blblblblblblblb... – wait, let me ask you again Am I just jerkin' your chain? Am I berserk or insane? Or am I just one of them damn amateurs workin' the dang Cameras, filmin' one of them Paris Hilton homemade Pornos, who keeps tiltin' the lens at an angle Jigga-ji-just recently somebody just discovered Britney and Justin videotapes of 'em fuckin' When they was just Mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse Club And dusted 'em and went straight to The Source with 'em 'Cause they could've sworn someone said, "Ni—" And then tried to erase and record over it But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the "Ga-hu" and then they come to Find out it was Justin sayin', "I'm gon—nuh cum!" And this was supposed to be. my first single (*burp*) But I just fucked that up, so Fuck it, let's all have fun, let's mingle (*burp*) Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle (*fart*) That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle (*fart*) Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-no, erra Oh, ah, erra, oh, ah, erra Oh, ah, erra, oh-oh-ah-ah Oh, ah, erra, oh, ah, erra Oh, ah, erra, poo-poo-ka-ka Any opinions or somethin' you just wanna get off your chest And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear it All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number It's 1-800-I'M-A-DICK-SUCKER-I'D-LOVE-TO-SUCK-A-DICK And if someone picks up You can talk all the shit you want about me Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key And I'll be sure to get back as soon as there comes a day That I fall out with Dre, wake up gay and make up with Ray (hey!) So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken, beat a chicken Eat a chicken like it's a big cock, big-a-big-cock! Or suck a dick, and lick a dick, and eat a dick, and stick a dick in your mouth I'm done, you can fuck off, fuck-a-fuck-off! And this was supposed to be my first single (*burp*) But I just fucked that up, so Fuck it, let's all have fun, let's mingle (*burp*) Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle (*fart*) That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle (*fart*) Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-no, erra Oh, ah, erra, oh, ah, erra Oh, ah, erra, oh-oh-ah-ah Oh, ah, erra, oh, ah, erra Oh, ah, erra, poo-poo-ka-ka (*burp*)
Hey Em, it's Paul, uh, listen, I just got a call from the label And you're probably not gonna be surprised but, um Michael Jackson is extremely upset about the Just Lose It video And, um, I mean he's pissed, so I-I don't know what he's gonna do But we gotta talk about how we're gonna handle this Um, oh yeah, anyway, somebody told me that, um They heard a rumor that you got a new gun Um, I know it's probably not true But I just need to talk to you about that So, um, gimme a call
Yeah Definitely, definitely, definitely dope Definitely, definitely K-Mart, yeah Yeah You find me offensive I find you offensive for findin' me offensive Hence if I should draw out or line any fences If so, to what extents if any should I go Cause it's getting expensive Bein' on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive They say I cause extensive psychological nerve damage to the brain When I go to lengths, this Far at other people's expenses I say you're all just too God damned sensitive It's censorship and it's downright blasphemous Let's end this shit now cause I won't stand for this And Christo-pher Reeves won't sit for this neither And let's clear this up too I ain't got no beef with him either He used to be like a hero to me I even believe I Had one of those twenty-five cent stickers on my refrigerator Right next to Darth Vader And Darth must of put a hex on him for later I feel like it's my fault cause of the way that I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luthor I killed Superman I killed Super-man, and how ironic That I'd be the bad guy, kryptonite, the green chronic Cause I ain't got no legs Or no brain Nice to meet you Hi my name is I forgot my name My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame My soul is possessed by this devil, my new name is Rain Man Now in the bible it says Thou shalt not watch two lesbians in bed, have homosexual sex Unless of course you were given the consent to join in Then of course it's intercourse and it's bisexual sex Which isn't as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions Either before during or after Performing the act of that which Is normally referred to as such more commonly known phrases That are more used by today's kids, in a more derogatory way But who's to say, what's fair to say And what not to say Let's ask Dr. Dre (What up?) Dr. Dre, I got a question if I may (Yeah) Is it gay to play putt-putt golf with a friend (Yeah) And watch his butt butt when he tees off (Yeah) But uh, I ain't done yet In football the quarterback yells out hut-hut While he reaches in another grown man's ass Grabs on his nuts but just what if It was never meant, it was just an accident But he tripped fell slipped and his penis went in His teeny tiny little round hiney and he didn't mean it But his little weenie flinched just a little bit And I don't need to go into any more details but What if he pictured it as a female's butt Is that gay I just need to clear things up 'Til then I'll just walk around with a manly strut, because Cause I ain't got no legs Or no brain Nice to meet you Hi my name is I forgot my name My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame My soul is possessed by this devil, my new name is Rain Man You find me offensive, I find you offensive Shit this is the same verse, I just did this When am I gonna come to my good senses Probably the day Bush comes to my defenses My spider sense is tellin me Spider-Man is nearby And my plan is to get him next And open up a whoop ass canister God damnit Dre, where's the God damned beat (Yeah) Anyway, anyway I don't know how else to put it This is the only thing that I'm good at I am the bad guy, kryptonite, the green chronic Demonic, yup yup, don't worry I'm on it I got it, high five Nick Lachey Stuck a pin in Jessica's head and walked away And as she flew around the room like a balloon I grabbed the last can of chicken tuna out the trash can And zoom, I headed straight back to the Neverland Ranch With a peanut butter jelly chicken tuna sandwich And I don't even gotta make no God damned sense I just did a whole song and I didn't say shit Cause I ain't got no legs Or no brain Nice to meet you Hi my name is I forgot my name My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame My soul is possessed by this devil, my new name is Rain Man Cause ah ha ha ha ha Yup, Rain Man Definitely, definitely Dr. Dre Super dope, beatmaker Two thousand, two thousand four-hundred and eighty-seven million Nine hundred and se-seventy-three thousand four hundred and sixty-three ...and seventy (yeah)
I don't understand Why are you being so mean? You're a mean yo mean yeah man You are just jealous of me 'Cuz you, you just can't do what I do So instead of just admitting it You walk around and say All kinds of really mean things about me 'Cuz you're a meanie, a meanie But it's only 'cuz you're just really jealous of me 'Cuz I'm what you want to be So you just look like an idiot When you say these mean things 'Cuz it's too easy to see You're just a really big weenie, big weenie Alright listen, I need you to focus I need you to go dig deep in your mind, this is important We are going to perform an experiment of the sorts I'm going to have to ask you to bare with me for a moment Now I need you to open your mind, your eyes close them You are now about to be placed under my hypnosis For the next four and a half minutes We are going to explore into your mind To find out why you're so fuckin' jealous Now why did they make yoo-hoo? Hippity ca-ca boo-boo Psych, I'm kidding I just wanted to see if you're still listenin' Ok, now I need your undivided attention Sir, I have a question Why do I always sense this undeniable tension From the moment that I enter into the room? It gets all quiet and whispers Whenever there's conversation, why am I always mentioned? I've been dying to ask, it's been itchin' at me Is it just because You are just jealous of me 'Cuz you, you just can't do what I do So instead of just admitting it You walk around and say All kinds of really mean things about me 'Cuz you're a meanie, a meanie But it's only 'cuz you're just really jealous of me 'Cuz I'm what you want to be So you just look like an idiot When you say these mean things 'Cuz it's too easy to see You're really just a big weenie, big weenie Alright now, aww shit I, I just flubbed a line I was going to say something extremely important But I forgot who or what it was, I fucked up Psych, I'm kidding again you idiot, no I didn't That's just what you wanted to hear from me Is that I fucked up ain't, it? But I can bust one take without lookin' at no paper It doesn't take a bunch of takes Or me to stand here in this booth all day For me to say the truth, okay You're droolin', you have tooth decay Your mouth is open, you're disgusting What the fuck you eat for lunch A bunch of sweets or something, what? You munch a bunch of Crunch 'n' Munch? Your tooth is rotten to the gum Your breath stinks, wanna chew some gum? Yes I do sir, what am I on? You sir are on truth syrum Marshall I'm so jealous of you Please say you won't tell nobody I'd be so embarrassed, I'm just absolutely terrified That someone's gonna find out why I'm saying All these terrible, evil and awful mean things It's my own insecurity You are just jealous of me 'Cuz you, you just can't do what I do So instead of just admitting it You walk around and say All kinds of really mean things about me 'Cuz you're a meanie, a meanie But it's only 'cuz you're just really jealous of me 'Cuz I'm what you want to be So you just look like an idiot When you say these mean things 'Cuz it's too easy to see You're just a really big weenie, big weenie Alright now we, we're going to conduct That experiment that we were talking about earlier Just to see what a frog looks like when it takes two hits of ecstasy 'Cuz that's exactly what your eyes look like, want to check to see? Here's a mirror, notice the resemblance here? Wait, let me put these sun glasses on Now look in this mirror, how about now? What do you have in common? You're both green with envy and look like idiots with sunglasses on 'em You look like I sound like singing about weenies Now take my weenie out of your mouth This is between me and you, I know you're not happy I know you'd much rather see me Lying in the corner of a room somewhere crying Curled up in a ball tweeked out of my mind dying There is no denying that my weenie is much bigger than yours is Mine is like sticking a banana between two oranges Why you even doing this to yourself, it's pointless Why do we have to keep on going through this This is torturous my point is this That if you say mean things, weenie will shrink Now I forgot what the is, your just is You are just jealous of me 'Cuz you, you just can't do what I do So instead of just admitting it You walk around and say All kinds of really mean things about me 'Cuz you're a meanie, a meanie But it's only 'cuz you're just really jealous of me 'Cuz I'm what you want to be So you just look like an idiot When you say these mean things 'Cuz it's too easy to see You're just a really big weenie, big weenie Fuck off my dick, heheheheheheium
Ayo Paul, it's Em I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing And I know that he's not "thrilled" about the video What, does he wanna be startin' something? Wow, well I'll show him who's really bad bwaaaaaap Paul the way you make me feel with these calls You should really take a look at the man in the mirror And tell him to beat it because I won't stop till I get enough Do you remember the time We were watching the "Billie Jean" video? Well, he'll always be that Michael to me And it doesn't matter if he's black or white Because I can't stop loving him And I hate plastic surgeons and I hope they all fucking diiiiiie How do you like that? And I like him, I like him a lot I wanna touch him, but I can't aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh (taking a shit and vomiting) Excuse me, I'm taking a shit, sorry Anyways, call me back I have this idea about how I want to end the show So, hit me when you get this message, fucker Oh, and by the way, no, I don't have a new gun Goddamn it!
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
Down, okay ('kay)
Guess who's back? (Back? Back?)
Back again ('gain, 'gain)
Shady's back (Back, back)
Tell a friend (Woo)
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright stop
Pajama time
Come here little kiddies, on my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap?
And I don't mean "rap" as in a new case
Of child molestation accusat-
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) No worries
Papa's got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I done touched on everything but little boys
And that's not a stab at Michael
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor, like TP for my bung-hole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?
Give a little poot-poot, it's okay
Oops, my CD just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance
Yeah, boy, shake that ass
Oops, I mean girl, girl, girl, girl
(Girl, you know you're my world)
Alright, now lose it (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Just lose it (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Go crazy (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Oh baby, (Ah-ah) oh baby, baby (ah-ah)
Well, it's Friday and it's my day
Just to party all the way 'til Sunday
Maybe 'til Monday, I don't know what day
Every day's just a holiday
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda breezy
Get the top down, let my hair blow
I don't know where I'm goin', all I know is
When I get there someone's gonna (Touch my body)
'Scuse me, miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what's your name, girl? What's your sign?
(Man, you must be up out yo' mind)
Dre! (Ah-ah), beer goggles, blind!
I'm just tryin' to unwind, now I'm
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance
Yeah, boy, shake that ass
Oops, I mean girl, girl, girl, girl
(Girl, you know you're my world)
Alright, now lose it (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Just lose it (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Go crazy (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Oh baby (ah-ah), oh baby, baby (ah ah)
Well, it's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was runnin' butt-naked
Down the street screamin' (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Well, I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much, I'm not guilty
They said "Save it, boy, we got you on tape
Yellin' at an old lady to (Touch my body)"
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's "8 Mile" now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Now snap back to reality, look, it's B. Rabbit
Yo, you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man!
Chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubby
I don't have any lines to go right here, so chubba-Teletubby
Fellas (What?) Fellas (What?)
Grab your left nut, make your right one jealous (What?)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I'm calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romance or
Butt squeezin', it's the season
Just go (Ah-ah-ah-ah), so appeasin'
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance
Yeah, boy, shake that ass
Oops, I mean girl, girl, girl, girl
(Girl, you know you're my world)
Alright, now lose it (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Just lose it (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Go crazy (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Oh baby (Ah-ah), oh baby, baby (Ah-ah)
Um-num-num, touch my body
Um-num-num, touch my body
Oh boy, just touch my body
I mean girl, just touch my bodyI'll be (woah!) The way you shake it, I can't believe it I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing I don't believe it, it's almost too good to be true I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing The way she moves she's like a belly dancer She's shaking that ass to that new nelly jam I think someones at the door But I don't think I'm gonna answer Police saying: Freeze Doing, doing, doing What do you mean freeze? Please, I'm a human being, I have needs I'm not done, not till I'm finish peeing I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. Officer I'm already on my knees I can't get on the ground any further, it's impossible for me And do not treat me like a murderer, I just like to pee, pee, pee Yes, I make r&b, I sing song it go Ring-a-chong, a-ching-chong-chong-chong-ching Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd If I offend I'm sorry, please, please forgive For I am Triumph, the puppet dog, I am a mere puppet I can get away with anything I sing, you will love it The way you shake it, I can't believe it I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing Jessica Simpson, looks oh so temptin' Nick I ain't never seen an ass like that Everytime I see that show on MTV my pee pee goes Doing, doing, doing Mary-Kate and Ashley used to be so wholesome Now they're getting older, they're starting to grow bum bums I go to the movies and sit down with my pop corn Police saying: Freeze Doing doing doing What do you mean freeze? Geez, I just got my seat I have ticket, look, I put away my zip-reciept Please do not remove me from this movie theater please I did not even get to see Mary-Kate shower scene I didn't mean to be obscene or make a great big scene And don't treat me like I'm pee wee herman, this movies PG Mr. Officer, I demand to see my attorney I will simply plead innocent, cop a plea and be free Free, yes, free, right back on the streets What you mean my lawyer's with Michael, he's too busy? I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulders like a man And I can say that and you'll laugh 'cause that is a puppet on my hand The way you shake it, I can't believe it I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing Hilary Duff is not quite old enough so I ain't never seen a butt like that Maybe next year I'll say ass and she'll make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing The way she moves she dances like a go-go In that video she sings get out your poles, so I need a new boyfriend, hi my name is JoJo Police saying freeze Doing, doing, doing What do you mean freeze? My computers would be seized and my keys to my ranch I just baked cookies Mr. Officer, looky, take a whiff of these Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this Nobody is safe from me, no not even me I don't even know if I can say the word pee pee, pee On the radio, but I think I did Janet, is that a breast, I think I just saw a tit Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd I don't think my joke is working, I must flee quick Get to the chopper, everybody get out I am not Triumph, I am Arnold, get down The way you shake it, I can't believe it I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing So Gwen Stefani, will you pee pee on me please? I ain't never seen an ass like that 'Cause the way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing Fuck is wrong with you? (ha!)
If there's any -tches in this room, then there's somethin' I gotta say For all the fools who fell for the first girl who comes their way I been down that road and now I'm back sittin' on square one Tryna pick myself up where I started from I never woulda thought that I'd see you outta control Even though, my - was deep down in your - You should know between us we was like mates to soul Nothin' could intervene us, especially no - You was more so the chalant type I chose To more shows, haunted you nights I suppose That's how it go, with time spent, emotion grows In the beginnin', friends we decided to roll So who's responsible when you get excited, explode? And Obie's grinnin', then you invite that Obie's cold But -, they gon' talk, -ggas, they gon' hate We established this way before we became mates So what's required is that you chill with all that fire Get your desire when I retire (Spend some time with you, say that you'll be mine) I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right 'cause you just crossed the line (Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine) I used to say I never met a girl like you before Still ain't got a - clue as to who you truly are Almost went as far as introducin' you to my daughters 'Til you went as far, goin' and snoopin' through my drawers Now I just feel stupid for the loop that you threw me for Can't believe I almost flew the coop for some stupid - Used to say all you wanted was for me to be yours All I ever wanted from you was a few booty calls If you recall, I used to treat you as a groupie broad When we -, I refused to even take my jewelry off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It was a shock, it struck me as odd but it turned me on You started gettin' moody on me, pretty soon we'd argue And the ruder you got, the more beautiful you got to me And who woulda even knew that who woulda even thought possibly Cupid could shoot another one of them God damn darts at me It's true that I got - in the heart But when someone seems too good to be true, they usually are But see when you're in it it's too hard to see 'Til you pull up and see some other dude's car parked and reach Up under the seat as your heart starts to beat Before you make a decision that's life alterin' And just as you halt and you turn and you start to leave You hear them words echoin', almost hauntin', that tauntin' ring (Spend some time with you, say that you'll be mine) I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right 'cause you just crossed the line (Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine) Yeah, right, - Spend some time on my - In most cases, stat's attitude is -ka- My only motive is to get -ka- But you was different, thought we shared a covenant Even held your hand in public, we sufferin' because of this Shorty on some whole 'notha other - Tryna play sick thinkin' I'ma trick off rick I'll admit, I was caught in the mix down to commit Feed you the best of me, I shoulda fed you piss We started off closer than close, but who coulda predicted to know? Your triflin' ways woulda stopped our growth And the final result, back in that same boat I ask myself, do I love these -? No! Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is 50" Then slid off and left her to kick it with me I complimented her, I said you have very nice lips With my imagination, I could see her - my - We played the phone game, a week later, - changed fast Had her comin' over in a cab to give me some - Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline Penthouse full of imported -, you know how I grind She got to talkin', talkin' like an opportunist too Why talk when - my - is the real career move? Said she's an inspirin' actress, she do videos for practice Yeah, yeah, know how many times I done heard that -? (Spend some time with you, say that you'll be mine) I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right 'cause you just crossed the line (Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine)
Yeah I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now But hey, what daddy always tell you? Straighten up little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip What you crying about? You got me Hailie, I know you miss your mom And I know you miss your dad when I'm gone But I'm trying to give you the life that I never had I can see you're sad Even when you smile Even when you laugh I can see it in your eyes Deep inside, you wanna cry Cuz you're scared I ain't there? Daddy's with you in your prayers No more crying Wipe them tears Daddy's here No more nightmares We gonna pull together through it We gon' do it Laney, uncle's crazy ain't he? Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it We're all we got in this world When it spins When it swirls When it whirls When it twirls Two little beautiful girls Looking puzzled, in a daze I know it's confusing you Daddy's always on the move Mama's always on the news I try to keep you sheltered from it But somehow it seems, the harder that I try to do that The more it backfires on me All the things, growing up As daddy that he had to see Daddy don't want you to see But you see just as much as he did That we did not plan it to be this way You're mother and me But things have got so bad between us I don't see us ever being Together ever again Like we used to be when was teenagers But then of course Everything always happens for a reason I guess it was never meant to be But it's just something We have no control over And that's what destiny is But no more worries Rest your head and go to sleep Maybe one day we'll wake up And this will all just be a dream Now hush little baby don't you cry Everythings gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up little lady I told ya, daddy's here to hold ya Through the night I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We feel how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby But I promise, Mama's gonna be alright It's funny I remember back one year when daddy had no money Mommy wrapped the Christamas presents up And stuck them under the tree And said some of them were from me Cos daddy couldn't buy 'em I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night cryin' Cuz daddy felt like a bum See daddy had a job But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom And at the time every house that we lived in Either kept getting broken into and robbed or shot up on the block And your mom, was saving money For you in a jar trying to start a piggy bank for you So you can go to college Almost had a thousand dollars Till someone broke in and stole it And I know it hurt so bad it broke your mama's heart And it seemed like everything was just starting to fall apart Mom and dads was arguing a lot So mama moved back on the Chalmers (?) in the flat One bedroom apartment And dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novarra And that's when daddy went to California with his CD And met Dr. Dre and flew you and Mama out to see me But daddy had to work You and mama had to leave me Then you started seeing daddy on the TV And mama didn't like it And you and Laney were too young to understand it Papa was a rolling stone Mama developed a habit And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud Now I'm sittin' in this empty house, just reminiscin' Looking at your baby pictures it just trips me out To see how much you both have grown It's almost like your sisters now Wow, I guess you pretty much are And daddy's still here Laney I'm talking to you too Daddy's still here I like the sound of that, yeah It's got a ring to it, don't it? Shhh, mama's only gone for the moment Now hush little baby don't you cry Everythings gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up little lady I told ya daddy's here to hold ya Through the night I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We feel how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy pretty baby But I promise Mama's gonna be alright And if you ask me to Daddy's gonna buy you a mocking bird I'ma give you the world I'ma buy a diamond ring for you I'ma sing for you, I'll do anything for you to see you smile And if the mockingbird don't sing and the ring don't shine I'ma break that birdy's neck I'll go back to the jewler who sold it to ya And make him eat every karat Don't fuck wit dat Haha
Tell myself that I was doing alright There's nothing left to do tonight But go crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh Can't you see what you do to me, baby? You make me crazy, you make me act like a maniac I'm like a lunatic, you make me sick You're truly the only one who can do this to me You just make me get so crazy I go schizo, I get so insane, I just go schizophrenic One minute I wanna slit your throat, the next I wanna sex You make me crazy, the way we act Like two maniacs in the sack We fuck like two jackrabbits And maybe that's a bad habit 'Cause the next day we're right back at it In the same exact pattern What the fuck is the matter with us? We can't figure out if it's lust or it's love What's that that's attractin' us to each other? They say that every man grows up to marry his own mother Which would explain why you're such a motherfuckin' bitch But I stay and still stick it out with you Even though I just hit you today But you deserve it, you hit me first and provoked me to choke you Just 'cause I came home late last night Crawled in bed and I woke you But if there's one thing about you that I admire it's, baby Because you stay with me, maybe 'cause you're as crazy as I am 'Cause when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes But if I look deeper inside I see your freakish little side Like a devil in disguise, you're always full of surprises Always pullin' devices out your purse: little vibrators and dildoes You fucked yourself so much you barely feel those anymore You're only twenty-four, but you're plenty more ma-ture Than those other little hoes who just act like little girls Like they're in middle school still You're crazy, sexy, cool, chill And you play your position, you never step outta line Even though I stay in your business you've always kept outta mine I wonder what's on your mind Sometimes they say love is blind Maybe that's why the first time I dotted your eye you ain't see the sign Or maybe you did, maybe you like being shoved Maybe 'cause we're crazy in love Go crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh You are the ink to my paper, what my pen is to my pad The moral, the very fiber, the whole substance to my rap You are my reason for being, the meaning of my existence If it wasn't for you I would never be able to spit this As intense as I do, and the irony is you rely on me As much as I rely on you to inspire me like you do You provide me the lighter fluid, the fuel to my fire You're my entire supply: gas, the match, and igniter The only way that I am able to stay so stable Is you're the legs to my table If you were to break I'd fall on my face But I'm always gonna make you feel I don't need you as much As I really need you so you don't use it to your advantage But you're essential to me, you're the air I breathe I believe If you ever leave me I'd probably have no reason to be You are the Kim to my Marshall, you're the Slim to my Shady The Dre to my Eminem, the Alaina to my Hailie You are the word that I'm lookin' for When I'm tryin' to describe how I feel inside And the right one just won't come to my mind You're like the pillar that props me up, the beam that supports me The bitch who never took half, the wife who never divorced me You're like the root to my evil, you let my devil come out me You let me beat the shit out you before you beat the shit out me And no matter how much, too much is never enough Maybe 'cause we're crazy in love Go crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh
I told y'all, motherfuckers, I was coming back (Oh, shit) What now, nigga? What now? What? Brewster Projects, nigga One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's licking shots off Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club And I'm trying to run and get my motherfucking gun (Nigga, what about yo' wife?) Nigga, fuck my wife I'm trying to run and save my motherfucking life Oh, shit, the shooter's coming Bitches hollering, niggas running People, shot all over the floor And I'm trying to make it to the Saint Andrew's door That's the sound of the Glock Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot I done messed around and forgot my TEC I don't see nobody, but Fatt Father and Hex (Kuniva, you alright?) These niggas is tripping (Where's Bizarre at?) (I don't know, man) I'm trying to slip through the exit and get to where my car is at Bitches screaming everywhere, and niggas is wylin' Two minutes ago, we was all joking and smiling This chick is clinging on to me, sobbing, and sighing Saying she didn't mean to diss me earlier, and she crying But it's real and it's on and caps is getting peeled So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield, and She got hit, and now she's yelling (Don't leave me) I told her I'd be right back, and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my .38, I hope it's not too late See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like Antichrist Eminem Temporary Eminem & Skylar Grey Family Matters Drake One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's licking shots off (I been trying to call you all day, motherfucker, where you at?) I'm on 7 Mile What the fuck was that? Damn, somebody hit me from the back! (With they car?) With a gat, nigga, and my tire flat And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes (Is you hit?) I don't know, but I can tell you what they drove It was a black Mitsubishi (Shit, that's the clique we beefing with) Man (I swear) And I was on my way there Believe me, I'm leaving a carcass today And I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked I'ma meet you at the club, we gon' fuck these hoes up One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's licking shots off I never seen no shit like this in my life before People are still camped out from the night before Sleeping outside the door, waiting in line still Trying to get inside the club to see D12 perform The fire marshals know the venue's too small People are wall to wall, three-thousand and some odd Fans and some cum-wad from out the parking lot Gets in an argument over a parking spot Decides to pull his gun out and lets a few of them off Missed who he's aiming for, six feet away’s the door Into St. Andrew's Hall, now the strays flying all over the place Grazed one bitch in the face Another one of 'em came through the wall Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off I'm posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off Thank, God, I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun And where the fuck is Von? He usually tucks one on him Wait a minute, I think I just saw Bizarre Nah, I guess not, what the fuck? Oh, my God, it was I never saw him run so fast in my life Look at him hauling ass, I think he left his wife There she is, on the ground, being trampled I go to grab her up by the damn hand, but I can't pull her God damn, there just went another damn bullet I'm hit, my vest is barely able to handle it It's too thin, if I get hit again, I can't do it I scoop Dee, follow Bizarre's path, ran through it and Made it to the front door and collapsed On the steps, looked up, and I seen Swift shooting it out But I can't see who he's shooting it out with But Denaun's right behind him, squeezing his four-fifth One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's licking shots off Yo, it's Friday night, came to this bitch right Big ass on my left hand, Desert Eagle in my right I ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight Although, I can't stay here to fight, 'cause I'm popping niggas tonight That's right, bitches, I'm drunk with revenge Shot a bouncer in the neck for trying to check when I get in Swift told me to meet him here, so it's clear that the schmuck That shot out the back of his truck is up in this motherfucker So, one shot for the money, two is to stop the show The third's for the bartender (Bitch, bring me a bottle of Mo') I just wanna know who driving the black Mitsubishi? He tried to run, so Proof shot him in the knee with a three-piece One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's licking shots off
Sh-sh-shady, Aftermath Haha G-G-G-G, G-Unit, haha 'Cause we came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in through the front We'll come through the side 'Cause I don't ever wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Scream one last time Get your ass up for the doctor, one more time Get your ass up for the doctor, come on now Here we go, cliff hanger, it's another club banger Got you hangin' on the edge of your seat, get on down Time's up, game's over, you lose, I win 'Bout to show these knuckleheads how to do this here Ooh yeah, new year, next phase, begin Look who's got you going crazy again I'm a trend, I set one every time I'm in I go out and just come back full circle again You a fad, that means your something that we already had But once you're gone, you don't come back, too bad You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We walk around just playing the violin behind you Enough with all the pissin' and moanin', whinin' and bitchin' Sit and observe, listen, you'll learn if you pay attention Why ten multi-platinum albums later, three diamond Worldwide, we're on the charts with a bullet and still climbin' 'Cause we came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in through the front We'll come through the side 'Cause I don't ever wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Scream one last time When Dr. Dre say crunk, you will get it crunk (Get it crunk, crunk, crunk, crunk) And when 50 Cent says jump, you get on one foot and jump (Jump, jump, jump, jump) The buzz is tremendous, we drop you all to sense it I don't gotta promote it for you to know that Doc is off the benches We keep the party rockin' off the hinges We ain't showin' off, we just goin' off popular consensus But critics say that Doc is soft, Doc is talk Doc is all washed up, knock it off, who the fuck is Doc impressin'? Doc is this, Doc is that, you got the wrong impression You must be on the cock of Doc, 'cause Doc left you all guessin' So DJ take the needle and just drop it on the record (What?) We gon' have this mutherfucker hoppin' in a second (Bump bump) That's why we always save the best cut last To make you scratch and itch for it like fresh cut grass 'Cause we done swam with the sharks, wrestled with alligators Spoke to a generation of angry teenagers Whom if it wasn't for rap to bridge the gap, maybe raised to be racist Who may have never got to see our faces Grace the cover of Rolling Stone pages Broke down barriers of language and races Just call on the caped crusaders and leave it to me and Dre To pass the mic and we can play the Back and forth all day like the hot potato game That's why we came to 'Cause we came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in through the front We'll come through the side 'Cause I don't ever wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Scream one last time 50 Cent, come on! Bounce now, hands up, you know how we do We make the club jump everywhere we go It's no secret, everybody know When Dre's involved, there's plenty money involved And plenty honey's involved, the sunny Sundays and palm trees Cali, every day it's just another party From the valleys, all the way to them 8 Mile alleys Let's rally, hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week You could catch me in the studio bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat that keep blazing out your speaker So never say never 'cause Shady, Aftermath together Along with G-Unit Records presents The return of the, The Doc and Shady No one could do it better, we tear the club up And leave without a shred of evidence and uh We came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in through the front We'll come through the side 'Cause I don't ever wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Scream one last time Yeah, haha, still Aftermath, 2006 And don't worry 'bout that Detox album It's comin', we gon' make Dre do it Haha 50 Cent, G-Unit, Obie Trice, D-Twizzy, Stat Quo, Dr. Dre We ain't leaving, let's go Haha Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for comin' out, peace Oh shit, I almost forgot, you're coming with me Haha, bye bye! (See you in hell, fuckers)
There's an intruder in my house He cut my phone-lines, can't dial out I scream for police but I doubt They're gonna hear me when I shout A couple of cocktails will send me to jail There's a couple of cops hot on my trail But this time, when I get pulled over There's a Doberman, Pinscher and a Pitbull in the seat These pigs'll get bit fooling with me Quit fooling with me Bitch, you're gonna see No pistol in the seat Why it always gotta be an issue when you're me And which you're gonna see in the long run I'ma be the wrong one You wanna harass with this Limo tinted glass Flashin' that flash-light on my ass, where was you at? Last night when them assholes Ran up on my grass Rapper slash actor Kiss the crack on my cracker slashed ass They took away my right to bear arms What I'm posed to fight with bear palms? Yeah, right They coming with bombs, I'm comin' with flare-guns We as Americans We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at our shit has been We better check ourselves livin' up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans, us as a citizen We are Samaritans, what do we get us in? We better check ourselves, look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America and we are Americans I'ma make Vuku bucks wearin' Vuku vests Drama hanging over my head like a Voodoo Hex I could've been next to fly over the cuckoo's nest But you know who with an S tattooed to my chest But I've innested, now I got the Industry pissy Ever since me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on fifty it's funny We got a buzz spreading quicker Than making paper-airplanes out of a twenty Fuck money, I don't rap for dead presidents I'd rather see the president dead It's never been said But I said precedents and the standards And they can't stand it My name should've been bastard The shit should've been plastered On my forehead with a stamp I should've been blasted I should've been had a cap pulled in my ass But I'm too swift and fast for that, I'm past it I'm too old to go and cruise Gratiot Fuck that shit I done seen a fastest rap shit And turning into some pap-pap shit That quick, snap click But this time they got fucking automatic And no one gon' test this mon, clack We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at our shit has been We better check ourselves, livin' up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans, us as a citizen We are Samaritans, what do we get us in? We better check ourselves, look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America and we are Americans I got a secret if you can keep it between us I tuck two Nina's under my jeans either side of my penis Under my Long Johns, under my Sean Johns When running with the long arm or the long long gone I'ma do five years or less than that No questions asked It might be a good idea to stop right here And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red Already got a steady infrared nipped on my head A target on my back, bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass, he probably gone send a task I ain't gone even ask, they ain't gone let me pack They ain't gone gimme my semi but I got my whizz at We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at our shit has been We better check ourselves, livin' up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans, us as a citizen We are Samaritans, what do we get us in? We better check ourselves, look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America and we are Americans
Still love me? Take this You Ready? One, two, three The more you put me through The more it makes me wanna come back to you You say you hate me, I just love you more You don't want me, I just want you more I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me I know it's sad but it's making me happy The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on Because you love me and I love you more It's sick but who could ever predict we'd be doin' the same shit We say that we do it for our baby but we don't, we do it for us It's lust, 'cuz neither one of us trusts each other so we fuck 'Till we bust, 'till cuss each other out, we know what it's about Shout 'till I throw you out the house, you throw me out the house I throw you on the couch, punch you in the mouth, we fist fight 'Till we turn this mother out than apologize after, laughter Pain, it's insane, we're back in the same chapter again And it's sad but it's true, when i'm laying here with you There ain't nothing anyone could ever say or ever do 'cuz The more you put me through The more it makes me wanna come back to you You say you hate me, I just love you more You don't want me, I just want you more I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me I know it's sad but it's making me happy The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on Because you love me and I love you more 'Cuz I hate you, do you hate me? Good, 'cuz you're so fuckin beautiful when you're angry It makes me wanna just take you and just throw you On the bed and fuck you like I don't even know you You FUCK other people and I FUCK other people You're a SLUT, but i'm equal, i'm a MUTT, we're both evil in our ways But neither one of us would ever admit it 'Cuz one of us would have one up on the other so forget it We can make accusations, people spread rumours But they ain't got proof, 'till they do, it's just the two of us You and me, 'cuz any chick can say that she's screwin' me But you gotta believe it to a degree 'cuz true indeed If you didn't I wouldn't be hittin', yeah I would 'Cuz the sex is too damn good, if I ran, who would I run to That would be this soft and warm? So it's off and on Usually more off then on but at least we know that we Share this common bond, you're the only one I can fuck Without a condom on, I hope the only reason that I cope Is 'cuz of that fact and I can bust in that, and that's why The more you put me through The more it makes me wanna come back to you You say you hate me, I just love you more You don't want me, I just want you more I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me I know it's sad but it's making me happy The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on Because you love me and I love you more I can never understand it, that's why I don't try From junior high until we both die, you silly hoe why must we try Is it really so rough that we must Always call each other's Billy Goat's Gruff Try to pull each other's legs until the other begs We're lying to ourself, that's the beauty of it, yeah 'Cuz we truly love each other, that's why we always fight And all we do is shove each other every other fuckin' night And it's clear, it ain't gonna change, this pinned up rage We both have, we both feel like we've been upstaged By someone else, we both been someone else's someone else The problem is neither one wants help, it's an addiction And it can't be fixed, our family's mixed up There's a baby sister in the mix and it Hurts 'cuz the pieces to the puzzle don't Fit And anybody who thinks he knows us doesn't know shit And they're probably just tired of Hearing it all the time on every song Every lyric and every rhyme, all the hoopla, all of the woopty woo What you put me through, fuckin' woopty do But I won't be made a fool of, if this is true love You wouldn't do what you did last time, you wouldn't screw up This time, 'cuz this time girl i'm tellin you what You do it again and i'm fuckin' you up 'cuz no matter What you say, what you do I'ma hunt you down 'till I find you No matter where you run, i'll be right there Right behind you in your nightmares So much for them flowers, and the candy All the times that you threw it back at me Told me you hate me, you 'gon hate me more When you find out you can't escape me, whore The more you put me through The more it makes me wanna come back to you You say you hate me, I just love you more You don't want me, I just want you more I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me I know it's sad but it's making me happy The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on Because you love me and I love you more
Once you call my name out things will never be the same They should have never let us get off foot in this game Ever since I was duced to rap music I been missin a screw like Bishop and Juice I could lose it at any moment Those who know me know it So they probaly told you go with the flow Just so that I don't explode And have another episode where I let it go as far as The one with Benzino did I'm waitin for that next beef I'm cocked, locked and loaded I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin bananas My dick's so hard Anna Nicole could use it To fuckin' pole vault with Oh shit, I mean when she was still bloated Before they cut her stomach open and lipoed it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name it's a game Cause they know that they don't spit the same It's a shame, what people do for 10 minutes of fame Everyday it's the same thing People in this game try to buddy buddy us Just to get close enough to study us Everybody just wants to have somethin to do with that They all tryin' to get that stamp They after that Shady/Aftermath money It's like a monopoly They probaly just now finally understand how to rob fully 50 Cent was like a fuckin' jackpot for me And Dre, it's like we hit the fuckin lottery And a damn slot machine at the same time as each other Why the fuck you think we rhyme like we brothers When we rhyme with each other In time we discovered that we had more in common Then we thought with each other Both robbed of our mothers Our fathers ain't want us What was wrong with us, was it our fault Cause we started thinkin God doesn't love us Two hard motheruckers who just happened to meet at the right time What a coincidence cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens I still remember the call up in chunking cause Big L had just got popped just a month before If 50 lives he's gettin dropped from Columbia Two years later me and Doc had to come and operate That's when he popped up a number one And we ain't never gonna stop if you wonderin Even if I'm under the gun You ain't gotta agree all the time with me Or see eye to eye there'll always be animosity between you and I But see the difference is if it is I could give a shit Still gonna conduct motherfuckin buisness as usual Ego's aside, fore I bruise em' all Swallow your pride fore I step on it with shoes you call Nike's Earth links how do you like these you gotta love them Look at the bottom of em' they're like cleats Stompin, I been rompin since Tim Dogg was hollerin 'Fuck Compton' I was whilin', freestylin' Back when they was still makin Maxell cassettes I wasn't even raps Elvis yet That tells us that any doubts in your head that seals the shit Ricky-Ticky-Toc-Ticky-Ticky-Toc Still with the Diggy-Diggy-Doc-Diggy-Diggy-Doc And you don't stop
"Morning, doc" "So we're discharging you today, how are you feeling?" "Uh, anxious" "Anxiety?" "Well, anxious to get home, anxious to get back into the world, nervous..." "Nervous? C'mon, Marshall, you're a big boy now" "Sounding like a bit of a baby, you can do this" "You found a sponsor yet?" "Uhm, not yet but I mean... when I get back" "Well, if you find one, you find one, if you don't, you don't" "Well... yeah, I mean, I gotta start going to meetings first and... wait, what?" "Well, you don't absolutely have to go to meetings, y'know" "It's not like like a requirement" "That they fit into your shedule, we know you're a busy person" "But I thought sobriety was the most important thing" "So what else are you thinking?" "Uhm... well, I know I gotta start practising the steps, and..." "I mean, learning them, and start being able to apply them" "Steps?" "Yeah, steps" "There's a lot of them, aren't there?" "Well, twelve" "Christ, I don't even know them all" "Really?" "Anything else?" "Uhm, well, I mean, the only other question I have is like" "What do I do if I find myself in a situation where" "Maybe somebody is drinking around me or something like that and I get tempted to?" "Take a drink" "What?" "Take a drink and, y'know, take the edge off" "Take the edge off? Man, if I ever take a drink I already know what that's gonna lead me to" "What, you mean these?" "Man, what the fuck!?" "Marshall, what's the matter, darling?" "Having some doubts already?" "Marshall, you can't leave me" "You'll never leave me, Marshall" "We'll always be together, Marshall?" "Marshall? Marshall!?!"
Ohoh Oh oh oh ohoh Oh Oh oh oh ohoh Oh Oh oh oh ohoh Oh oh There is no escaping (escaping) There's no place to hide (there's no place to hide) You scream someone save me But they don't pay no mind (but they don't pay no mind) (goodnight, goodbye) You're walkin' down a horror corridor It's almost 4 in the mornin' and your in a Nightmare it's horrible Right there's the coroner Waitin' for you to turn the corner so he can corner ya' You're a goner he's on to ya' Out the corner of his cornea he just saw you run All you want is to rest 'cause you can't run anymore, you're done All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience While everybody is watching in the party, applauding it Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again Contemplating my next plot again Swallowing the Klonopin while I'm nodding in and out on the ottoman at the Ramada Inn holding onto the pill bottle then Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it Wake up naked at McDonald's with Blood all over me, dead bodies behind the counter, shit Guess I must've just blacked out again Not again It's 3 a.m. in the morning Put my key in the door and Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there But I guess I must've killed 'em Killed 'em I said Its 3 AM in the morning Put my key in the door and Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there But I guess I must've killed 'em Killed 'em Sitting nude in my living room It's almost noon I wonder what's on the tube Maybe they'll show some boobs Surfing every channel until I find Hannah Montana Then I reach for the aloe and lanolin Bust all over the wall paneling Dismantling every candle on top Of the fireplace mantle and grab my flannel and my bandana then Kiss the naked mannequin man again You can see him standing in my front window if you look in I'm just a hooligan who's used to using hallucinogens Causing illusions again Brain contusions again Cutting and bruising the skin Razors, scissors, and pins Jesus, when does it end? Phases that I go through Dazed and I'm so confused Days that I don't know who Gave these molecules to Me What am I gon' do? Hey, the prodigal son The godfather for one Very methodical when I slaughter them It's 3 a.m. in the morning Put my key in the door and Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there But I guess I must've killed 'em Killed 'em I said It's 3 a.m. in the morning Put my key in the door and Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there But i guess i must've killed 'em Killed 'em She puts the lotion in the bucket It puts the lotion on the skin Or else it gets the hose again She puts the lotion in the bucket It puts the lotion on the skin Or else it gets the hose again I cut and I slash slice and gash Last night was a blast I can't quite remember when I had that Much fun off a half-pint of a Jack My last vic and a half A flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass I remember the first time I dismembered a family member December I think it was I was having drinks with my cousin I wrapped him in Christmas lights Pushed him into the stinking tub Cut him up into pieces and Just when I went to drink his blood I thought I oughta' drink his bathwater that oughta' be fun That's when my days of serial murder manslaughter begun The sight of blood excites me that might be an artery son Your blood curdling screams just don't seem to bother me none It's 3 a.m. and here I come so you should probably run A secret passageway around here, man There's got to be one, oh no, there's probably none He can scream all that he wants, top of his lungs But ain't no stopping me from chopping him up (Up) 'Cause it's 3 a.m. in the morning Put my key in the door and Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there But I guess I must've killed 'em Killed 'em I said It's 3 a.m. in the morning Put my key in the door and Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there But I guess I must've killed 'em Killed 'em Yow (yow) Ayow (ayow) Yow (yow) Ayow (ayow) Yow (yow) Ayow (ayow) Yow (yow) Ayow (ayow)
Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Okay Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Yo, yo Alright, I'ma lay the chorus first Here we go now My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom My mom, my mom, I know you're probably tired Of hearin' 'bout my mom, oh-ho, whoa-ho But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty And how I became hooked on Va-aliu-um Valium was in everything, food that I ate The water that I drank, fuckin' peas in my plate She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak So every day I'd have at least three stomachaches Now tell me, what kind of mother would want to see her Son grow up to be an undera-fuckin'-chiever? My teacher didn't think I was gonna be nothin' either "What the fuck you stickin' gum up under the fuckin' seat for?" "Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffin' ether" "Either that or the motherfucker's been puffin' reefer" But all this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was either It was neither, I was buzzin' but it wasn't what she thought Pee in a teacup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper, I'm sleepin' What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for? Slut, you need to leave me the fuck alone, I ain't playin' Go find you a white crayon and color a fuckin' zebra My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom Wait a minute, this ain't dinner, this is paint thinner You ate it yesterday, I ain't hear no complaints, did I? Now here's a plate full of painkillers, now just wait 'Til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes You little motherfucker, I'll make you sit there And make that retarded fuckin' face without even tastin' it You better lick the fuckin' plate, you ain't wastin' it Put your face in it 'fore I throw you in the basement again And I ain't givin' in, you're gonna just sit there In one fuckin' place, finnickin' 'til next Thanksgiving And if you still ain't finished it, I'll use the same shit again Then when I make spinach dip it'll be placed in the shit You little shit, wanna sit there and play innocent? A rack fell and hit me in K-Mart and they witnessed it Child support, your father, he ain't sent the shit And so what if he did? It's none of your dang business, kid My mom There's no one else quite like my mom I know I should let bygones be bygones But she's the reason why I am high on what I'm high on 'Cause my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom My mom loved Valium, now all I am Is a party animal, I am what I am But I'm strong to the finish with me Valium spinach But my buzz only lasts about two minutes But I don't wanna swallow it without chewin' it I can't even write a rhyme without you in it My Valium, my Vaaaaaa-liummmm, oh Man, I never thought that I could ever be A drug addict, nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen to me But that's actually what has ended up happenin' A tragedy, the fuckin' past ended up catchin' me And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it? Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, Mom, beautiful She killed the fuckin' dog with the medicine she done fed it Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say that it has a headache "Here, want a snack? You hungry, you fuckin' brat?" "Look at that, it's a Xanax, take it and take a nap, eat it" But I don't need it, "Well fuck it then, break it up" "Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up" Alright Ma, you win, I don't feel like arguin' I'll do it, pop it, gobble it and start wobblin' Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall in bed With a bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobblehead My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom My mom, I'm just like her My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my momma Me momma, I like-a da momma Haha, sorry Mom I still love you though Dr. Dre, 2010 Hey, this shit is hella hard, homie Yo, take us on outta here Woo
I was born with a dick in my brain Yea fucked in the head My step-father said that I sucked in the bed 'Til one night he snuck in and said "We're going out back, I want my dick sucked in the shed" "Can't we just play with Teddy Ruxpin instead?" "After I fuck you in the butt, get some head Bust a nut, get some rest" The next day my mother said "I don't know what the fuck's up with this kid The bastard won't even eat nothing he's fed He just hung himself in the bedroom he's dead" "Debbie don't let that fucker get you upset Go in there stick a fucking cigarette to his neck I bet you he's faking it, I bet you I'll bet he prolly just wants to see how upset you would get" "I'll go handle this of course unless you object" "Ah, go fuck his brains out if any is left in his head" If you could count the skeletons in my closet Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it Is he nuts? No, he's insane! If you could count the skeletons in my closet Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it Is he nuts? No, he's insane! "You get him? Naw, fucker tried to bite my face off I just got fucking chased off with a chainsaw Then he took the chainsaw, bit the fucking blades off Ate the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshot Then he aimed at his own face let the thing pop Took his eye out picked it up and played ping pong Then he played ping pong with his own ding dong That motherfucker's got nuts like king kong" "Then he set the lawn mower out on the dang lawn And he layed all up underneath it with the thing on Then he took his pants, he took every fucking thing off Everything except his tank top and his training bra" Ain't he raw? Yea, maniac that Shady dog Man that motherfuckers gangsta, ain't he dog? Shady dog, what be going through that fucking brain of yours? Say no more, what the fuck you waiting for? Sing along If you could count the skeletons in my closet Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it Is he nuts? No, he's insane! If you could count the skeletons in my closet Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it Is he nuts? No, he's insane! Don't you know what felch means? (Yea) Well then tell me, would you rather get felched or do the felching? Fuck 'em in the ass suck the cum out while you're belching Burp belch and go back for a second helping Can you dig what I'm saying man? Can you smell me? I want you to feel me like my step-father felt me Fuck a little puppy kick the puppy while he's yelping "Shady what the fuck you saying?" I don't know help me! What the fuck's happening? I think I'm fucking melting! Marshall I just love you boy I care about your well-being No dad I said no, I don't need no help peeing I'm a big boy I can do it by myself see I only get naked when the babysitter tells me She showed me a movie like Nightmare on Elm Street But it was X and they called it pubic hair on Chelsey Well this is called Ass-Rape and we're shooting the Jail scene If you could count the skeletons in my closet Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it Is he nuts? No, he's insane! If you could count the skeletons in my closet Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it Is he nuts? No, he's insane!
Oh, it's music to my ears, oh man How can I describe the way I feel? Fucking great, man Okay, let me see How could I begin? Locked in Mariah's wine cellar, all I had for lunch Was bread, wine, more bread, wine and Captain Crunch Red wine for breakfast and for brunch And to soak it up, an in-between snack, crackers to munch Mariah, what ever happened to us? Why did we have to break up? All I asked for was a glass of punch You see, I never really asked for much I can't imagine what's going through your mind after such A nasty break-up with that Latin hunk Luis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the fuck up I'm not playin', I want her back, you punk This is Hello Kitty bedspread, Satin Funk Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk Zapp and Eric Clapton, Shaft, Frank Zappa, Crunk And yeah baby, I want another crack at ya You can beat me with any spatula that you want I mean, I really want you bad, you cunt Nick, you had your fun, I've come to kick you in your sack of junk Man, I could use a fresh batch of blood So prepare your vernacular for Dracula acupuncture Bagpipes from Baghdad When will it ever cease? For Pete sakes, he's crazy to say the least Bagpipes from Baghdad What's going through my mind Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like Bagpipes from Baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on 'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my Bagpipes from Baghdad I run the streets And act like a madman holding a Glad You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture I'm the Miracle Whip trickster My signature sound, when a tube of lipstick's around I'm bound to put it on in an instant, wow Man, what an ensemble What an assortment of pharma-ceuticals This beautiful pill dust in my palm, my Cuticles get residue just from touchin' the bottle Never knew I could remind me so much of my momma I'll cut ya like Dahmer, pull a butcher knife on ya The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the fuckin' Red Sonja Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowing ya, Norman You're so fuckin' annoyin', drop the shovel, boy You don't know what the fuck you're doin' I ain't playin' no fuckin' more Nick Cannon, you prick, I wish you luck with the fuckin' whore Every minute there's a sucker born, snuck up on Malachi Made the motherfucker suck on a shuck of corn Shuck o', shuck o' corn, Chaka Khan Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck, and Told him it's fuckin' on, man, what the fuck are ya doin'? You're runnin' over the snowblower with the lawnmower Blowin' your bagpipes from Baghdad Bagpipes from Baghdad When will it ever cease? For Pete sakes, he's crazy to say the least Bagpipes from Baghdad What's going through my mind Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like Bagpipes from Baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on 'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my Bagpipes from Baghdad I run the streets And act like a madman holding a Glad bag In the bed with two brain-dead lesbian vegetables I bet you they become heterosexual Nothing will stop me from molestin' you Titty-fuckin' you 'til your breast nipple flesh tickles my testicles Is what I said to the two conjoined twins How's it going, girlfriends? You needs a boyfriend? You need some ointment? Just set up an appointment Who's gonna see the doctor first? We'll do a coin flip I just got my one-year sobriety coin chip When the bad get going, how bad does the going get? Baby, you shouldn't have any trouble rubbing groins wit' Each other, especially when you're joined at the hip I'm going to get the needle and thread from the sewing kit And attempt to separate 'em and stitch 'em back at the loin, shit Lure the little boy with the chocolate 'Chips Ahoy!' chip Cookie, lookie, even took me a Polaroid pic Bagpipes from Baghdad When will it ever cease? For Pete sakes, he's crazy to say the least Bagpipes from Baghdad What's going through my mind Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like Bagpipes from Baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on 'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my Bagpipes from Baghdad I run the streets And act like a madman holding a Glad bag Oh, bagpipes from Baghdad Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah
Hello... Allow me to introduce myself My name is, Shady; it's so nice to meet you It's been a long time... Sorry I've been away so long My name is, Shady... I never meant to leave you You see that chick in the gym, checkin' me out? Any second I'm bout to stick her neck in my mouth I lose a pill, and I'm recklessly wreckin' the house That was supposed to be breakfast, where the heck is it now There's the necklace I lost, right next to Stephanie's blouse Man I should check to see if my mom left any out Nope, guess I'll re-route Maybe somewhere in the depths of the couch Oh, jackpot, yeah, open sesame mouth Down the hatch, and the feelin' you can't match it I rat-tat-tap on your door with the damn ratchet Att-ack-tack-tacking a whore with the damn hatchet A napsack pack with like 40-some Xanaxes Shorty come back, I'm tryna score me some lap dances I'm bout to relapse, so baby pour me some Jack Daniel's Forumula 44D and 40's with bad capsules The bad apple spoils the bunch, I'm back atcha Girl I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello And are you menstruating baby, my lil' friend's waiting to say hello The way your titties are wiggling and your booties shakin' like Jello Girl I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello My equilibrium's off, must be the lithium I don't need to buy any drugs, man people gimme 'em It just becomes everyday, extra curriculum No reason in particular, it was strictly fun A 5th of rum and 2 bottles of 151 51 people asleep in my damn living room Excuse me hun, but what is your name, Vivian? I woke up next to ya naked and err, did we um Of course we did, but didn't I strap a jimmy, hun? I'm looking for the torn wrapper, but there don't seem to be one No offense baby girl, I don't mean any harm But disease is something I'm trying to keep my penis free from I find the package and I'm cool, I immediately run Like Speedy Gonzales, see if I see anyone Who might have a couple of 3's I'm fiending for some My head is pounding to the beat of the drum Girl I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello And do you happen to have anything on you to make my mood mellow? Some are opal and some are pink, Some are blue and some are just yellow Girl I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello Oh, those were the days, they certainly were It's hurtin' me to know that I'll be closin' that curtain for good (Word, word, word, word, word, word, word) I second that and a third, rushed to emergency surgery To try to flush me because of the drugs that he purchased He's no longer getting them free, 100 bucks for these Percodans Plus it's getting to be where he'll lustfully search the den Pain is hitting his knee and his muscles be hurting him Tirelessly on the phone trying to rustle up, muscle relaxers For his back, and a couple of Paxils, now he's doubling backwards And he's stumbling back, slipped and fell, hit his back bone Heard something go crack, Now he's up in the bathroom Like he's busting a nap, almost ended it that soon Because of the fact, I'm just busting my own chops While I'm busting a rap, resuscitated and rejuved, so fuck it I'm back Girl I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello And do you happen to have anything on you to make my mood mellow? Some are opal and some are pink, Some are blue and some are just yellow Girl I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello Hello... Allow me to introduce myself My name is, Shady; it's so nice to meet you It's been a long time... Sorry I've been away so long My name is, Shady... I never meant to leave you
Wait, hey, stop, hey Please, stop Fuck, stop! Yo Uh, thank God you stopped Fuck, my fuckin' OnStar isn't working I left my fuckin' phone at home, God! I've been standing out here for like an hour I'm soaking wet and it's freezing Thank you so much Really, you're a life saver Eeeh, huh What you doing? What the fuck!? Get away from me! The fuck! You fuckin' asshole! Get away from me! You motherfuckin', get away! You fuckin' freak, get away from me! God damn it! Fuck, help me!
Yo, same song and dance Damn girl, everywhere I go, same song and dance I like the way you move, all over the globe Same song and dance, somethin' about it, man Same song and dance, 'In The Pale Moonlight' I'm lookin' at ya, yeah girl, you're kind of tookin' back By the whole rapper thing, aren't ya? Probably thinkin' you'll get slapped so dang hard Ya won't even be able to stand up straight, aren't ya? Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster The police constantly buggin' ya non-stop I walk up on ya, well, "Hello Tonya I think ya' got your OnStar button inside your car stuck" You outta gas, do you got the flat? I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat I got your back, why don't you put your laundry baskets in the back And sit up front, I'm not askin', it's a trap You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a rap In broad day with no mask for this attack I heard 'em say, exact opposites attract If that's a fact, it'll take task force to get you back Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do Girl, shake that ass, you ain't ever gonna break that glass The windshield's too strong for you I said, yeah baby, sing that song It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing You sexy little thing, show me what you got, give it your all Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Same song and dance The first victim I had, she was a big one Big movie star, a party girl, big fun She was the girl the media always picked on In and out of rehab, every four to six months She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts And Nickelodeon flashed her little kids once What an event it was, I was sittin' in front I was hooked in it, the first glimpse of them buns Seen her back stage, now here's where I come in, son Look here she comes, I better pull out the big guns Hello Lindsay, you're lookin' a little thin, hun' How 'bout a ride to rehab, get in, cunt It's startin' off on the wrong foot is what I didn't want Girl, I'm just kiddin', let me start over again, hun' See what I meant was, we should have a little intervention Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension You little wench, murder wasn't my intention If I wanted to kill you it would've already been done Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her With sixty six inches of extension cord Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do Girl, shake that ass, you ain't ever gonna break that glass The windshield's too strong for you I said, yeah baby, sing that song It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing You sexy little thing, show me what you got, give it your all Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Same song and dance My second victim was even bigger than the first Pop star, icon, the whole works She played a little schoolgirl when she first burst upon the scene And seen that the world was hers She twirls and turns and flirts in skirts so bad, it hurts It irked me and made me mad at first I lashed out through my songs but what was really goin' on Was that I had developed a crush I just didn't know how to tell it to her Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her? Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons Of footage of me impalin' myself on an elephant tusk? We'll settle this once and for all, I'ma tell her at dusk Tonight, tonight is the night and tell her I must Creep up to her mansion in stilettos and just Climb the gate and ring the bell like, "Hello, my love I just picked your prescription for Seroquel up" Now would you like to share a pill or two with me? I'll share my Valium with you 'cause I'm feelin' you, Britney I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent I've been feelin' you, ooh, ooh girl, you sexy little gal You hold that pill any longer it'll get sentimental value Come on, toots, give me the Valium alleyoop I'll slam dunk it in your mouth 'til you puke And just as soon you pass out in your alphabet soup I'm 'bout to make a new outfit out of you New outfit? Shit, I'll make a suit out of you Shoot, now show me how you move, baby, do how ya do Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do Girl, shake that ass, you ain't ever gonna break that glass The windshield's too strong for you I said, yeah baby, sing that song It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing You sexy little thing, show me what you got, give it your all Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Same song and dance Same kickin' and screamin', same cryin' and sobbin' Same song and dance Same diggin' and pleadin', same yellin' and bleedin' Same song and dance Yeah, same song and dance I know, same song and dance
Guess who? (Guess who?) D'you miss me? (D'you miss me?) Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You're the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You're a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We're the ones who made you (Hm, hm) Back by popular demand Now pop a little Zantac for antacid, if you can You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand How does it feel Is it fantastic, is it grand? Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands "Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans" Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man She stomped him, just 'cause he asked to put his hands On her massive Gluteus Maximus again Squeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to a friend Can he come back as nasty as he can? Yes, he can, can, don't ask me this again He does not mean to lesbian offend But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten I know you want me, girl, in fact, I see you grin, now come in, girl When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You're the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You're a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We're the ones who made you The enforcer Looking for more women to torture Walk up to the cutest girl And charley-horse her Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness? Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner, then Nail her Baby, say hello to my little friend Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middleman Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention And little did I mention that Jennifer's in Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench Man, I swear them other guys, you give 'em an inch They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim's When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You're the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You're a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We're the ones who made you And that's why My love You'll never live without I know you want me, girl 'Cause I can see you're checking me out And baby You know You know you want me too Don't try to deny it, baby I'm the only one for you Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa Why should I wash my filthy mouth out? You think that's bad, you should hear the rest of my album Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but Jessica Alba put her breasts on my mouth bruh Wowzers, I just made a mess in my trousers And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis Lord, help us, he's back in his pink Alf shirt Looking like someone shrinked his outfit I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica Rest assured Superman's here to rescue ya Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake Matter of fact, bake me a birthday cake With a saw blade in it to make my jailbreak Baby, I think you just met your soulmate, now break it down, girl When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You're the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You're a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We're the ones who made you So baby, baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, get down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, get down Oh, Amy Rehab never looked so good I can't wait I'm going back Ha ha Wooh Dr. Dre Two thousand and twenty Yeah
Oh my goodness What have I done? Oh no, I can't believe it It's like I've got the whole world in my palm And I'm ready to drop bombs Welcome to the Slim Shady Mecca, Rebecca It's the village in New York, right next to the Tribeca That's my sector, homosexual dissector Come again, rewind selector I said nice rectum, I had a vasectomy, Hector So you can't get pregnant if I bisexually wreck ya Hannibal Lector in the guy section, I bet ya I tantalize ya in the less than five seconds I get ya They say once bitten then twice shy, well lie next to the guy With nine ecstasy pills and five extra Boxes of ripped condoms and quantities, why yes, sir I took the rest of the Lunesta pills for my dresser That's my kind of vibe, what else should I try, Lester? Drop-kick the bitch before her second trimester Performed the home abortion with Dexter, then I guess I'll Dig her fetus out with a wire hanger, then digest her I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? The world is just my medicine ball, you're all in I said, I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends All my Westside bitches, throw it up Put a balloon inside your pussy, queef, and blow it up Man, I think that he just fell off the deep end, sure enough So you better change the station to keep from throwin' up Man, you seen it all before, you're all to familiar with it There's a penis on the floor and two balls, so you know who did it You know you with it, girl, don't front, oh no, you didn't I won't rape all the Pussycat Dolls? Nicole, you kiddin'? I'll pee on Rihanna, see man, I do what I wanna Spray perfume in the sauna room, crazy gluin' Madonna To the La-Z-Boy sofa, fold her in two, then sit on her Imagine the visual for that, man, who would've thought I Could ever be such a relentless prick, unleashin' his vengeance But the chick's so old, she looks like she outlived a life sentence I never meant this rhyme to be so offensive If you weren't so defensive, it wouldn't be, you're so sensitive I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? The world is just my medicine ball, you're all in I said, I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends Put Christopher Reeves on a unicycle with a kickstand Kick it up and push him and lead him right into quicksand Here, you need a hand, big man? Grab hold of this branch With both hands, man, they don't understand I'm just a sick man Now everybody's pissed at me like it's my fault His name rhymes with so many different words, jeez So one last time, Mr. Christopher Reeves Won't you break it down for me and just spit the verse, please? Eminem, I'm coming to kill you Always hated you, and I still do You'll never fill my shoes, my Superman costume Doesn't even fit you, they don't feel you You're taking this shit too far Who do you think you are? Hang my suit up in the armoire Everyday I hate you more and more Throw down the cardboard Let's break down you think you're hardcore I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? The world is just my medicine ball, you're all in I said, I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends The world is mine
Em, it's Paul Um, I just listened to the entire album You gotta be fucking kidding me You mean with this Christopher Reeve shit You know the guy's dead, right? And then the whole gay Stepfather incest rape thing I don't have your back on this one I can't even fucking handle it, I'm done
Yo, follow me, come with me to the dark side of the force No man would boldly go, to this place The devil only knows, of this world So dark and oh so cold, it's oh so cold, oh so cold Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart Come with me to another side in a world so cold and so dark A world so dark, a world so cold, a world where only some will go But none return, when will they learn? Where do they go? God only knows (Stay wide awake) Fe-fi-fo-fum, I think I smell the scent of a placenta I enter Central Park, it's dark; it's Winter in December I see my target, put my car in park and approach a tender Young girl by the name of Brenda and I pretend to befriend her Sit down beside her like a spider, hi there girl, you mighta Heard of me before, see whore, you're the kind of girl that I'd a- -Ssault and rape then figure why not try to make your pussy wider? Fuck you with an umbrella, then open it up while the shit's inside ya I'm the kinda guy that's mild but I might flip and get a little bit wilder Impregnate a lesbian, yeah, now let's see her have triplets and I'll di- -Sintegrate them babies as soon as they're out her with formalde- -Hyde and cyanide, girl you can try and hide, you can try to scream louder No need for no gunpowder, that only takes all the fun outta Murder and I'd rather go "vinn-vinn!" and now you see just how the Fuck I do just what I do when I cut right through your scalp Shit, wait a minute I mean skull, my knife seems dull, pull another one out Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart Come with me to another side in a world so cold and so dark A world so dark, a world so cold, a world where only some will go But none return, when will they learn? Where do they go? God only knows (Stay wide awake) So dark and so cold, my friends don't know this other side of me There's a monster inside of me, it's quite ugly and it frightens me But they can't see what I can see, there's a vacancy in my tummy It's making me play hide-and-seek, like Jason I'm so hungry She's naked, see, no privacy but I can see she wants me So patient, see, I try to be but gee, why does she taunt me? Pulls the drapes and she goes right to sleep, I creep right through the front See, so blatantly but silently cause I know that she's sound sleep "Who's waking me so violently and why's he on top of me? He's raping me," she tries to scream, "Somebody please get him off me He's taping me, he's biting me, he's laughing like it's funny" She's scraping me, she's fighting me, she's scratching like some dumb freak Escaping me, no dice, you see, I might just be Ted Bundy Or Satan, gee what a sight to see, I'm dancing in my red panties I'm crazy but it's all right with me, man life can be so empty Stay away from me cause I'm dancing to quite a different drumbeat Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart Come with me to another side in a world so cold and so dark A world so dark, a world so cold, a world where only some will go But none return, when will they learn? Where do they go? God only knows (Stay wide awake) Better try to stay wide awake, or you might end up found dead by the lake Soon as you lay me down to sleep it's your soul I'mma try to take Pray for light of day right away, why do they try to fight today? I must make them pay twice as much, might as well put the knife away Now I use power tools, how 'bout now, are you in the shower? Scour you for 6 hours 'til outage of power outlets How did you figure out I was down in your basement, now ya Musta just heard the sound of my stomach growling from down there Prowler, there's no one fouler; bound ya, that's how they found ya Face down in the tub I drown ya with piles of downers around ya Such nostalgia and power, such prowess, look how you cower Jump out on you now like I was Jawa from fucking Star Wars Jabba the Hutt, beddy-bye-bye, beddy-bye-bye, it's time to die-die Ought to not even bother to scream, it don't even matter Amazing when grazing skin with these razor blades he waves at ya Not your everyday Damien, bathe me in holy water Nothing like Son of Sam so please understand there's no gun in hand Where's the thrill in the hunt, there's no fun in that, here I come with axe Fun to act like lumberjack when I'm hacking 'em up with that What was that? Dial 9-1-1, someone's coming in from the back Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart Come with me to another side in a world so cold and so dark A world so dark, a world so cold, a world where only some will go But none return, when will they learn? Where do they go? God only knows (Stay wide awake)
Good evening This is your fucking captain speaking We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet That's eight million miles in the sky Please undo your seat belt for take off You are now free to smoke about the cabin I'm Dre, from back in the day From N.W.A, from black and the grey From chokin' a bitch to smacking her face From stackin' up bodies to racking AKs up From racking up hits to stacking them crates up I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm And we're what's happenin' in rap entertainment Me and Shady, far as competition, faggot, there ain't none Speak of the devil, it's the attack of the Rain Man Chainsaw in hand, bloodstain on my apron Soon as the blade spun, vrun, they run away from Who wanna play dungeon? No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon, a great one Wait, it ain't funny, man, it's urgent, I need one Two boxes of detergent in a paint gun And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1 So one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, best) I said one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, best) Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon Wireless A nice environment, surprised entirely Hypnotized by the sound, I surround the hydrants Taking lives of firemen; say goodbye, here I am again Naked wives and Vicodin Before I begin to get so high, pussy boy, I could spin Vin-vin, fuck the handle, I fly off the hinge Let that boy off the bench, coach, and throw it to him There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again Baby, make us some french toast and show us some skin I'll show you every inch grows on my foreskin Show me nipple, I pinch both, and throw up a ten Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us again The sorcerer of intercourse; if it's forced, it's him Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within And when you wake in the morning next to the porcelain So one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, best) I said one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, best) Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's flames Where there's flames, there's chronic Either you high or you ain't I got no time for no games Nah-uh, he ain't playing He's gon' get the AK and aim it right at your brain I'm slightly insane, Vodka and creatine Hpnotiq and Red Bull, it's an incredible energy drink And it's giving me wings, I believe I can fly While I pee on the girl, you won't catch me CSI It's as easy as pie, and as simple as cake Dre, get on the mic and make them tremble and shake Now put your smoke up in the air, raise your Henny and Coke And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me know We can smoke 'til there's no more lighter fluid to do it Let's get into it, you smokin' with the triedest and truest I got the Midas touch when it comes to rollin' shit up You muthafuckers ain't smokin', you just holdin' shit up Now here we go, let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt I smoke the kinda stuff that makes the records go number one 'Cause if at first you don't succeed Won't hurt to smoke some weed Now them words are just a little more personal for me Seeing as how I blew up off puffing them trees Well smoke enough for me, fuck yeah, light it up, Cheech Come on, smoke me up cuz, get me contact buzz Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff But this is Earth calling Shady, man, come on back (what?) Man we're losing him, he won't even respond back, fuck! Now look at all the pretty women in here (damn, bitches!) Dre, it's hot, I think we better go check on their temperatures I'll get the thermometer, you get the bandages Now baby, just bend over this won't hurt a damn bit, just- And give one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, best) I said, one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (you are now smokin' with the best, best)
Yeah, ohh, yeah yeah, oh I feel like dancing, I feel like dancing I smell something in the air that's making me (High) I said, I smell something in the air that's making me high Okay, here we go, do-re-mi-fa-so, fa-so-la-ti-da-so Lyrical Roscoe, kick back the Tabasco You motherfuckers must just not know the tick-tock, so Time to show you the most kick-ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick-axe, a sick asshole Tic-tac-toe 'cross your six-pack with X-acto Knives, stranglin' wives with thick lasso Big bags of the grass, Zig-Zags, I'm with the Doc, so You know how that go, skull and the crossbones This is poison to boys and girls who do not know You do not wanna try this at home, my lil' vato This is neither the time nor the place to get macho So crack a six-pack, sit back with some nachos Maybe some popcorn and watch the show and just rock slow It's not what you expected, nor what you thought, so 'Bout time that you wake the fuck up, smell the pot smoke It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind I said it's the ganja, it's the marijuana That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind Your dreams are gettin' fulfilled, ooh, I'm literally gettin' a chill Spittin' at will, me and Dre have just finished splittin' a pill You're submittin' to skill, sittin' still I'm admittin' I'm beginnin' to feel like I don't think anyone's real Faced with a dilemma: I can be Dalai Lama And be calm or bring drama, a step beyond of Jeffrey Dahmer Please don't upset me, mama, you're lookin' sexy, mama Don't know if it's the lala or the rum and Pepsi, mama Don't wanna end up inside my refrigerator freezer Be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza How many people you know who can name every serial Killer who ever existed in a row? Put 'em in chronological order, beginnin' with Jack the Ripper Name the time and place; from the body, the bag, the zipper Location of the woods, where the body was dragged and then dumped The trunk that they were stuffed in, the model, the make, the plate And which model, which lake they found her in, how they attacked the victim Say which murder weapon was used to do what in which one Which knife and which gun, what kid, what wife, and which nun Don't stop, I like this, it's fun, the fuckin' night's just begun It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind I said it's the ganja, it's the marijuana That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high Maybe it's the Hindi that has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind When I'm behind the mic, dynamite's what it's kinda like You're stuck with the same stick that you're tryna light Behind the board sits Dre, legends are made this way Isn't it safe to say this is the way it should be? Maybe you need some lyric syrup serum for your symptoms Here's a dosage of the antidote, now you give him some He can give her some, she can give them some Get behind a LinnDrum, make up a beat and cure the sucker syndrome The spinnin' drum when it comes to lyrics and pennin' some Startin' from scratch and then endin' up at the ending of Capable of winnin' a Pulitzer So unbelievable, it's a titanium cranium that's full of sur– –Prises when the smoke rises right before your very own eyes You stare into your stereos (High) Good evening, this isn't even a weed thing I ain't even smoke anything, I ain't even drinking It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high Maybe it's the Hindi that has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind
Mr. Mathers? Mr. Mathers? Mr. Mathers? Mr. Mathers Mr. Mathers, can you hear my voice? Okay, he's not responding I'm gonna need an eighteen-gauge Left AC, right away Uh, BP is ninety over palp Respiration's at eight Okay, I'm tubing him DMC, this is medic forty-one Medic forty-one, this is DMC base, NYC I'm Betty, go ahead He's cold Spike a bag and grab the backboard Okay, got it On three One, two, up Let's move
DMC, we have a mid-30's male found down, unresponsive Possible overdose, substance unknown Pulse is 60 and thready. Respiration's 8 He's intubated, and we're baggin' him now Uhh, BP: 90 over palp. Patient is cool, pale, and diuretic Has aspirated, uhh, GSC is 3, We'll update en route, ETA ten minutes As I, fall deeper into a manic state I'm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict trait Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate I seem to gravitate to the bottle of NyQuil then I salivate Start off with the NyQuil like "I think I'll just have a taste" Couple of sips of that, then I gradually graduate To a harder prescription drug called Valium like "Ya that's great" I go to just take one and I end up like having eight Now I need something in my stomach cause I haven't ate Maybe I'll grab a plate of nachos and I'll have a steak And you'd think that with all I have at stake Look at my daughter's face "Mommy something is wrong with dad I think He's acting weird again he's really beginning to scare me Won't shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn't hear me And all he does is eat Doritos and Cheetos And he just fell asleep in his car reading Three Musketeers in the rear seat" Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know Feels like I been down this road before So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me As soon as I go home and close the door Kinda feels like déjà vu, I wanna get away from this place I do But I can't, and I won't, say I try, but I know, that's a lie Cause I don't, and why I just don't know Maybe just a nice cold brew "What's a beer?" That's the devil in my ear I been sober a fuckin year And that fucker still talks to me he's all I can fuckin hear "Marshall come on we'll watch the game, it's the Cowboys and Buccaneers" And maybe if I just drink half, I'll be half buzzed for half of the time Who's the mastermind behind that little line? With that kind of rationale man I got half a mind To have another half of glass of wine, sound asinine Yeah I know, but I never had no problem with alcohol Ouch look out for the wall, aim for the couch I'm 'bout to fall I missed the couch and down I go looking like a bouncy ball Shit must've knocked me out, cause I ain't feel the ground at all Wow, what the fuck happened last night, where am I? Man, fuck am I hungover and God damn I Got a headache, shit half a Vicodin, why can't I? "All systems ready for take off please stand by" Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know Feels like I been down this road before So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me As soon as I go home and close the door Kinda feels like déjà vu, I wanna get away from this place I do But I can't, and I won't, say I try, but I know, that's a lie Cause I don't, and why I just don't know So I take a Vicodin splash it hits my stomach then ahh Couple of weeks go by it ain't even like I'm getting high Now I need it just not to feel sick, ya I'm getting by Wouldn't even be taking this shit if DeShaun didn't die Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose Proof so you use There's new rules, it's cool if it's helpin you to get through It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducing a snooze What else is new? Fuck it what would Elvis do in your shoes? Now here I am three months later, full blown re-lapse "Just get high until the kids get home from school Holmes relax" And since I'm, convinced that I'm an insom-niac I need these pills to be able to sleep so I take three naps Just to be able to function throughout the day, let's see That's an Amb! en each nap, how many Valium, three? And that will average out to about one good hour's, sleep Ok so now ya, see, the reason how come, he Has taken four years to just put out an album, B See me and you we almost had the same outcome, Heath Cause that Christmas you know the whole pneumonia, thing It was baloney was it the methadone ya, think Or the hydrocordone, you hide inside your pornos Your VCR tape cases, with you Amb! en CR, great paces to hide 'em ain't it So you can lie to Hailie, "I'm going beddy bye Whitney baby good night Alaina" Go in the room and shut the bedroom door, and wake up in an ambulance They said they found me on the bathroom floor, damn Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know Feels like I been down this road before So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me As soon as I go home and close the door Kinda feels like déjà vu, I wanna get away from this place I do But I can't, and I won't, say I try, but I know, that's a lie Cause I don't, and why I just don't know
Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me I'm reaching out for you? I'm just so fucking depressed, I just can seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump but I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in I'm starting to feel distant again so I decided just to pick this pen Up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can't admit Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap ineed a new outlet I know some shit's so hard to swallow And I just can't sit back and wallow In my own sorrow but I know one fact, I'll be one tough act to follow One tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow Here today, gone tomorrow But you have to walk a thousand miles In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh oh They can all get fucked just stay true to you so oh oh So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh oh They can all get fucked just stay true to you so oh oh I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything is so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room just as soon As I walk in it's like all eyes on me so I try to avoid any eye contact 'Cause if I do that then it opens a door for conversation like I want that I'm not looking for extra attention I just want to be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room Maybe just point me to the closest restroom I don't need no fucking man servant trying to follow me around and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack and half of them ain't even funny like "Ah! Marshall, you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn!" Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown So why don't you all sit down? Listen to the tale I'm about to tell Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes And you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's minds Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh oh They can all get fucked just stay true to you so oh oh So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh oh They can all get fucked just stay true to you so oh oh Nobody asked for life to deal us with these bullshit hands we're dealt We have to take these cards ourselves and flip them, don't expect no help Now I could have either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned Or take this situation in which I'm placed in and get up and get my own I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags Who sat on the porch and hoped and prayed for a dad to show up who never did I just wanted to fit in at every single place every school i went I dreamed of being that cool kid even if it meant acting stupid Aunt Edna always told me keep makin' that face it'll get stuck like that Meanwhile I'm just standin' there holdin' my tongue tryna talk like this 'Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at eight years old I learned my lesson then cause i wasn't tryna impress my friends no mo' But I already told you my whole life story Not just based on my description 'Cause where you see it from where you're sitting Is probably 110% different I guess we would have to walk a mile in each other's shoes, at least What size you wear? I wear tens let's see if you can fit your feet In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh oh They can all get fucked just stay true to you, so oh oh So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh oh They can all get fucked just stay true to you, so oh oh Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you? Yeah To my babies Stay strong Daddy will be home soon And to the rest of the world God gave you the shoes that fit you So put 'em on and wear 'em And be yourself, man Be proud of who you are Even if it sounds corny Don't ever let no one tell you You ain't beautiful
Oh, ladies and gentlemen The moment you've all been waiting for In this corner, weighing 175 pounds With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and four murders The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world Slim Shady! So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto O-oh, o-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes Now, where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust It's on 'til the break of dawn And we're starting this party from dusk (Okay, let's go) Back with Andre the Giant, Mr. Elephant Tusk Fix your musk, you'll be just another one bit the dust Just one of my mother's sons who got thrown under the bus Kiss my butt, lick from unda cheese from under my nuts It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed Bitches lust, man, they love me when I lay in the cut Fisticuffs, the lady give her eighty-some paper cuts Now picture us; it's ridiculous, you curse at the thought 'Cause when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce If I could fit the words, it's picture perfect, works every time Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room I venture to say we're the center of attention, it's true Not to mention back with a vengeance, so hence the signal Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio's back on you hoes So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I notice there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust It's on 'til the break of dawn And we're starting this party from dusk (Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre) They see that low rider go by, they're like, "Oh my!" You ain't got to tell me why you're sick, 'cause I know why I dip through in that Six-Trey, like, "Sick 'em, Dre!" I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me But hey, what else can I say? I love L.A. 'Cause over and above all, it's just another day And this one begins where the last one ends Pick up where we left off and get smashed again I'll be damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz Drivin' 'round with a smashed front end, let's cash that one in Grab another one from out the stable The Monte Carlo, El Camino, or the El Dorado? The hell if I know, do I want leather seats or vinyl? Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision Or Maaco, beats quake like Waco Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I notice there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust It's on 'til the break of dawn And we're starting this party from dusk (And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent!) It's bottle after bottle The money ain't a thang when you party with me It's what we into, it's simple We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on I'm so calm, through Vietnam, ring the alarm Bring the Chandon, burn marijuan', do what you want Nigga, on and on, 'til the break of what? Get the paper, man, I'm cakin', you know I don't give a fuck I spend it like it don't mean nothin' Blow it like it's supposed to be blown Motherfucker, I'm grown I stunt, I style, I flash the shit I gets what the fuck I want, so what I trick? Fat-ass Birkin bags, some classy shit Jimmy Choo shoes; I say, "Move", a bitch move So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I notice there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust It's on 'til the break of dawn And we're starting this party from dusk
'Eyyy! Hey Em, what's up? Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin'? Good to see you again. What's up? Em, could you come in here and have a seat, please? Umm, yeah, what's... Vanessa? Shut the door (Ok) So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week? It would be better if you gave me nothing at all Wh... This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record Wha... Do you know what's happening to me out there? Wh-wha-what's the problem? Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself! Who's Violent...? Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like To be told to have a record shoved up your ass? But, I... I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen T.V.s, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicodin I mean- I can't sell this shit! What... Either change the record or it's not coming out! What, I... Now get the fuck out of my office! What am I supposed... NOW! Alright man... Whatever
A lot of people ask me Where the fuck I've been at the last few years Shit I don't know But I do know, I'm back now HAHA Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me I'm underground Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me I'm underground Dre I'm down here, under the ground dig me up Broken tibias fibias, yeah fix me up Sixty sluts all of 'em dying from asphyxia After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup Dixy cups toxins boxes of oxy pads Enough oxycotin to send a fucking ox to rehab Wack job in the back with a black stocking cap Jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match He can't say that - yes he can I just did faggot now guess again Better text message your next of kin Tell him shit's about to get extra messy especially when I flex again and throw a fucking lesbian in wet cement So faggoty faggoty faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy NO raggedy Andy and Andy, no it can't be it can't be Yes it can be the fucking anti christ is back Danny It's Satan in black satin panties This is Amityville calamity got damnit insanity pills Fanny pack filled with zanax Through every nook and cranny Lookin for trannys, milk and cookies spilt on my silk négligé looky Razor blades with me to make you believe Cases of maybelline make up lay on the table of weed Slim shady shit sounds like a fable to me Until he jumps out the fucking toilet when you're taking a pee Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me I'm underground Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me I'm underground Six semen samples, seventeen strands of hair Found in the back of a van after the shoot at Vanity Fair Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener And be cut open like cantaloupe with canopy beds With glad bags, yeah glad to be back 'Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab Fucking doctor I didn't understand a damn word he said I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch Two weeks in Brighton, I ain't enlightened Bitin' into a fucking Vicodin like I 'am viking Oh, lightning strike it might be a fucking sign I need a psychic Evaluation, fuck Jason it's Friday the nineteenth That means it's just a regular day And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly Fucking Lesbians shouldn't have had her legs in the way Now she's pregnant and gay Missing both legs and begging to stay. Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me I'm underground Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me I'm underground Tell the critics I'm back and I'm coming To spit back in abundance Hit a fag with onions Then split a bag of Funyuns Mad at me understandable Cannibal shooting animal Out of a cannon and have him catapult at an adult Captain of a cult with an elite following To turn Halloween back to a Trick of Treat holiday Have Micheal Myers looking like a liar Swipe his powers, replace his knife with flowers and a stack of flyers Hit Jason Vorhees with a forty Stuck a suppository up his ass And made him tell me a story Gave Hannibal Elector a fucking nectarine And sat him in the fucking fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture Walked up elm street with a fucking wiffle bat drew Fought Freddy Kruger and Edward Scissor hands too And came out with a little scratch oww Looking like I got into a fucking pillow fight with a triple fat goose Insanity can it be vanity, wheres the humanity In havin a twisted sex fantasy with an arm and leg amputee Straight jacket with 108 brackets And a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it, Cut ya f**kin head off and ask where you headed off to Get it - headed off to? Medic this headache's awful, this anesthetic's pathetic, so is the diabetic waffle And this prostetic arm keep crushin my hard taco
'Cause some things just don't change It's better when they stay the same Although the whole world knows your name, so on the biggest stage They came to see you spit your game, oh oooh But it shouldn't be difficult To explain just why you came back again You hate the fame, love the game Cold as ice he remain, Fuck em all Tell em all eat shit Here we go again Oh, God Damn Is it that time again already? Ok Ya'll don't look too happy to see me Fuck man Don't everybody welcome me back at once Aight, then fuck it already You can get the dick Just call me the ball sack I'm nuts Michael Vick in this bitch dawg Fall back, ya mutts Fuck your worms You never seen such a sick puppy Fuck it a sick duck I want my duck sicked mummy And my nuts licked Gobble em up trick yummy Bitch, you don't fucking think That I know that you suck dick dummy You get your butt kicked Fuck all that love sick honey Yeah, I laugh when I call you a slut It's funny Shortly dance while I dis You to the beat Fuck the words You don't listen to em anyway Yeah, struck a nerve sucker Motherfucker might as well let My lips pucker, like Elton John 'Cause I'm just a mean cock sucker This shit is on Cuz you went and pissed me off Now I'm sitting and pissing on Everybody Give a fuck if it's right or wrong So buck the Buddha, light a bong But take a look at Mariah the next time I inspire you to write a song, c'mon Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty below Ask me why, man I just don't know no no no no no no I'm as cold as the cold wind blows Bl- bl- blows, Bl- blow blows oh oh Fuck it, I'm a loose cannon Bruce Banners back in the booth Ya'll are sitting ducks I'm the only goose standing I'll set the world on fire Piss on it, put it out Stick my dick in a circle But I'm not fucking around Motherfucker I saw you pussy footin' I'll kick a bitch in the cunt Till it makes her queef And sounds like a fucking Whoopie cushion Who the fuck is you pushin'? You must have mistook me for Some sissy soft punk Looking for some nookie or bosom Go ahead, fucking hater, push me I told you ain't no fucking way to shush me Call me a faggot Cuz I hate a pussy Man the fuck up, sissy G's up All you gardeners freeze up Put your hoes down Shady ease up, Man chill Nah, I can't god damnit Rap is a land fill Drop the anvil These are shoes that you can't fill Shit the day that happens The world will stop spinning And Michael J Fox Will come to a stand still During a earthquake Urine in your face Cuz your fake Aahh, what the fuck, that hurt wait Aahh, what the fuck I just got struck by lightning I write, then I quit God, I give up Call it evil that men do Lord forgive me for what my pen do This is for your sins, I cleanse you And you can repent but I warn you If you continue, to hell I send you And just then the wind blew And I said Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty below Ask me why, man I just don't know no no no no no no I'm as cold as the cold wind blows Bl- bl- blows, Bl- blow blows oh oh o- How long will I be this way? Shady, until my dying day Until I hang up the mic And it's time for me to say So long till then I drop the Fucking bombs like I missed The pass when I went long If you don't like it You can kiss my ass in a lint thong Now sing along Slut this, slut that Learn the words to the song Oh, bitches don't like that Homie, I'll be nicer to women When Aquaman drowns and The Human Torch starts swimming Man I'm a cold soul, I roll solo So don't compare me to Them other bums over there It's like apples to oranges Peaches to plums Yeah, I'm bananas Pussy cut off the grapes And grow a pair, but I swear You try to dis me, I'll slaughter you I put that on everything Like everyone does We're auto-tuned The last thing you want to do Is have me spit out a rhyme And say I was writing This and I thought of you so Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty below Ask me why, man I just don't know no no no no no no I'm as cold as the cold wind blows Bl- bl- blows, Bl- blow blows oh oh o- I don't know I don't know what caused I don't know What caused me to be this way I don't know, I don't know But I'll probably Be this way until my dying day I don't know why I'm so I'm so cold Mean things I don't mean to say I guess this is how you made me
Ayo, before I start this song man I just want to thank everybody for being so patient And baring with me over these last couple of years While I figure this shit out Is anybody out there? It feels like I'm talkin' 2 myself No one seems to know my struggle And everything I come from Can anybody hear me? I guess I keep talkin' 2 myself It feels like I'm going insane Am I the one whose crazy? Yeah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah So why in the world do I feel so alone? Nobody but me, I'm on my own Is there anyone out there who feels the way I feel? If there is then let me hear just so I know that I'm not the only one I went away I guess to open up some lanes But there was no one who even knew What I was going through growing pains Hatred was flowing through my veins On the verge of going insane I almost made a song dissin' Lil Wayne It's like I was jealous of him cause the attention he was gettin' I felt horrible about myself, he was spittin' and I wasn't Anyone who was buzzin' back then coulda got it Almost went at Kanye too God it feels like I'm goin' psychotic Thank god that I didn't do it I would of had my ass handed to me And I knew it but Proof isn't here to see me through it I'm in the booth poppin' another pill, tryna talk myself into it Are you stupid? You gon' start dissin' people for no reason? Especially when you can't even write a decent punchline even You're lying to yourself, you're slowly dying, you're denying Your health is declining with your Self esteem, you're crying out for help Is anybody out there? It feels like I'm talkin' 2 myself No one seems to know my struggle And everything I come from Can anybody hear me? It guess I keep talkin' 2 myself It feels like I'm going insane Am I the one whose crazy? So why in the world do I feel so alone? Nobody but me, I'm on my own Is there anyone out there who feels the way I feel? If there is then let me hera just so I know that I'm not the only one Marshall, you're no longer the man, that's a bitter pill to swallow All I know is I'm wallowin' self loathing and hollow Bottoms up of pill bottle maybe I'll hit my bottom tomorrow My sorrow echoes in this hall though But I must be talkin' to the wall though I don't see nobody else (I guess I keep talkin' to myself) But all these other rappers suck is all that I know I've turned into a hater I've put up a false bravado But Marshall is not a egomaniac, that's not his motto He's not a desperado, he's desperate, it's startin' to bottle Inside 'em, one foot on the brake one on the throttle Fallin' asleep with writers block in the parking lot of Mc Donalds But instead of feeling sorry for yourself do something about it Admit you got a problem, your brain is clouded you pouted long enough It isn't them it's you you fuckin', baby Quit worrying about what they do and do fuckin' Shady I'm fucking going crazy Is anybody out there? It feels like I'm talkin' 2 myself No one seems to know my struggle And everything I come from Can anybody hear me It guess I keep talkin' 2 myself It feels like I'm going insane Am I the one whose crazy So why in the world do I feel so alone Nobody but me, I'm on my own Is there anyone out there who feels the way I feel If there is then let me in so I know that I'm not the only one So I pick myself off the ground and fuckin' swam 'fore I drowned Hit my bottom so hard I bounce twice suffice this time around It's different them last two albums didn't count Encore I was on drugs, Relapse I was flushing 'em out I've come up to make it up to you no more fucking around I've got something to prove to fans I feel like I let em down So please accept my apology, I finally feel like I'm back to normal I feel like me again, let me formally reintroduce myself to you For those of you who don't know The new me's back to the old me and homie I don't show no Signs of slowin' up, pullin' up, blowin' up, all over no mo My life is no longer a movie but the shows aint over homos I'm back with a vengeance homie Weezy keep ya head up TI keep ya head up, Kanye keep ya head up Don't let up, just keep slayin' 'em Rest in Peace to DJ AM 'cause I know what it's like I struggle with this shit every single day Is anybody out there It feels like I'm talkin' 2 myself No one seems to know my struggle And everything I come from Can anybody hear me It guess I keep talkin' 2 myself It feels like I'm going insane Am I the one whose crazy So why in the world do I feel so alone Nobody but me, I'm on my own Is there anyone out there who feels the way I feel If there is then let me in so I know that I'm not the only one So here it is, dang, this feels like I just woke up or somethin' I guess I just forgot who the fuck I was, ma Ay, yo, is anybody I thought about goin' at 'Twas never nothin' personal 'Cause of some shit I was goin' thru', it's everybody else I'm back, ay, yo
Yeah, ya know? Critics man Critics never got nothin' nice to say, man You know the one thing I notice about critics, man? Is critics never ask me how my day went Well, I'ma tell 'em Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow You wanna criticize dog try a little mo' I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the 'dro Better hold on a little tighter here I go Flows tighter, hot headed as ghost rider Cold hearted as spiderman throwin' a spider in the snow So ya better get to blowin in flow rider Inside of a low rider with no tires in the hole Why am I like this? Why is winter cold? Why is it when I talk, I'm so biased to the hoes? Listen dog, Christmas is off, this is as soft as it gets This isn't gob this is a blister in the salt Those are your wounds this is the salt, so get lost Shit dissin' me is just like pissin' off the Wizard of Oz Wrap a lizard in gauze, beat you in the jaws with it Grab the scissors and saws And cut out your livers gizzards and balls Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all Got the gall to make Chris piss in his draws Ticklin' him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog You're on fire That's how ya know your on a roll 'Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone else's cold You're on fire Man, I'm so fuckin' sick, I got ambulances pullin' me over and shit You're on fire Ya need to stop drop and roll 'cause when you say the shit To give the whole hip hop shop the blow You're on fire, yeah, you're on fire, yeah I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses If you mistook the for a song, look This ain't a song it's a warnin' to Brooke Hogan and David Cook That the crook just took over so book Run as fast as you can, stop writin' and kill it I'm lightning in a skillet, you're a fuckin' flash in a pan I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin' a fan Mr Mathers is the man Yeah, I'm pissed but I would rather take this energy And stash it in a can, come back and whip your ass with it again Salivas like sulfuric acid in your hand it'll eat through Anything metal the ass of Iron Man Turn him into plastic so for you to think That you could stand a fuckin' chance is assanine Yeah, ask Denaun man, hit a blind man with a coloring book And told him color inside the lines or get hit widda fine crayon Fuck it I ain't playin', pull up in a van and hop out At a homeless man holdin' a sign sayin' Vietnam vet, I'm out my fuckin' mind, man Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him nine grand So if I seem a little mean to you This ain't savage you ain't never seen the brew You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route You couldn't make a belemic puke On a piece of fuckin' corn and peanut boo Sayin' you sick, quit playin' you prick don't nobody care Then why the fuck am I yellin' at air I ain't even talkin' to no one 'cause ain't nobody there Nobody will fuckin' test me 'cause these hos won't even dare I'm wastin' punchlines but I got so many to spare I just thought of another one that might go here Naw, don't waste it save it, psycho, yeah Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about Michael's hair You're on fire That's how ya know your on a roll 'Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone else's cold You're on fire Man, I'm so hot my motherfuckin' firetrucks on fire, homie You're on fire Ya need to stop drop and roll 'cause when you say the shit To give the whole hip hop shop the blow You're on fire, yeah, your on fire You're on fire
You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back down, oh, no Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De Villes Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels Girl, I'm too for real, lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel, what I do, I do at will Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super Ill Baby, what the deal, we can chill Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit 'Cause it's your God damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well, shawty, I'm that man These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man Get it calm Batman? Nah, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as nuts Lines are like mum's cat scans Cause they fucking dope bananas, honey I applaud that ass Swear to God man these moms can't dance, ma show 'em how it's done Spazz like a goddamn Tas, yeah You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back down, oh, no Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinsons Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door People hit the floors Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get divorced Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with Chris's force like you pissed him off Talented with the tongue muthfucker You ain't gotta lick in yours Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores Makin' cash registers shit their draws Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef Laying on your kitchen floor Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back Bring me two extension chords I'mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more Fuck, my dick's big, bitch Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu To be a sick pig You're addicted I'm dope I'm the longest needle around here Need a fix, ock? I'm the big shot, get it dicks nuts Your just small boats little pricks Girl you think that other pricks hot I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match 'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hot Better call the cops on 'em quick fast Shady's right back on your bitch ass White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback Trailer hitched attached to the back (Dispatch) You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back down, oh, no Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping Does a bird chirp? Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup 'til he burps and smokes purp? Does a word search gets circles wrapped around it like You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself Of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to Psych I'm spiking you like a football Been this way since I've stood a foot tall You're a good catch with a shitty spouse Pretty mouth and a good jaw Gimme good brain Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain Bitch, you listening tryna' turn me down Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car Shut the fuck up while my shits playin' I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life What's the saying? Where there's thunder there's lightening And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place Then how the fuck have I been hit six times In three different locations on four separate ocassions? And you can bet your stanking ass That I've come to smash everything in my path Fork was in the road took the pyschopath Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash So hit the dance floor, cutie While I do my duty on this microphone Shake your booty shawty I'm the shit Why you think Proof used to call me Doodi You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back down, oh, no
Yeah, oh! Get up, I said get up Let's go! Better watch out, now, here we come And we ain't stoppin' until we see the mornin' sun So give us room to do our thing 'cause we ain't come to hurt no one So everybody come on get up on the floor Right now and grab someone Now first of all I'm the boss, I just wanna get that across Man even my Dentist hates when I floss Pull up to the club in a Pinto likes it's a Porsche Garbage bag on one of the windows Spray painted doors with the flames on 'em Michigan plates and my name's on 'em Baby, Shady's here come on get him, if you dames want 'em But he ain't stupid so quit tryin' to run them games on him He's immune to Cupid, why you tryin' to put your claims on him? 'Cause you won't do to me what you did to the last man Now climb in back try not to kick over the gas can There's a half a gallon in it, that could be our last chance We have of just gettin' home, now could I get that lap dance? She's got a tattoo of me right up off her ass, man In the streets of Warren, Michigan we call 'em tramp stamps That means she belongs to me, time to put the damn clamps Down and show this hussy who's the man Now, get up! Dance! Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nothin' but a White Trash Party So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks if there ain't no one but us trash You dunno, you better ask somebody 'Cause we're havin' a White Trash Party Pull a fifth of Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care Like a body without a head Lookin' like a zombie from "Night of the Livin' Dead" And tomorrow I'll prolly still be too high to get outta bed Till I feel like I been hit wit the sharp part'a the hammer Mixin' Hennessey and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot to kill like I'm hollerin' "Die Santa" Miss the tree and hit Rudolph and two innocent bystanders So quit tryin' ta play the wall like you pawlin' Get on the floor when the beat drops and stop stallin' They call me the Stephon Marbury of rap, darlin' 'Cause as soon as they throw on some R-Kelly I start ballin' Makin' it rain for them ladies in the mini's But I'm not throwin' ones, fives, tens or even twenties I'm throwin' quarters, nickels, dimes, pennies up at skinnies Man, I do this for them bunnies up at Denny's from the north, east and west But when it comes to them trailers in them South Parks Muffle it, 'cause homie that hood's tighter then Kenny's So ladies if your belly button's not an innie then I'm outie Now hop in my minivan, let's get rowdy, c'mon Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nothin' but a White Trash Party So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks if there ain't no one but us trash You dunno, you better ask somebody 'Cause we're havin' a White Trash Party Now whether you're black, white or purple if you're misunderstood But you don't give a fuck, you weren't doin' shit that you should Long as you know you're up to evil And you're no damn good, get on the floor, man, and rep your 'hood Now honey, don't let them pricks trip We should make a quick dip And go do some donuts in the hospital parkin' lot 'Cause girl, I got a sick whip Kick the back window outta my Gremlin Put two milk crates in the trunk, rip out the stick shift and Make a five seater, I'll be damned if I feed a chick It ain't like me to split a piece 'a dry pita I'll be the S, L to the I, M to the S, H, A, D, Y And I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater I'll rip a tree out the ground and flip it upside down 'Fore I turn over a new leaf, clown, I'll tell ya now I'm so raw I still need to unthaw, you feel me, y'all? I shut the club down like Drake in the mall But baby, a body like that's against the law You the baddest little chain with the blades I ever saw Coleslaw containers, empty straw wrappers and all You got more junk in your trunk than I do in my car Now get up! Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nothin' but a White Trash Party So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks if there ain't no one but us trash You dunno, you better ask somebody 'Cause we're havin' a White Trash Party (White Trash Party)
I'm going through changes I'm going through changes Lately I really, feel like I'm rolling Delph for like Philly I feel like I'm losing control of myself, I sincerely Apologize if all that I sound like, is I'm complaining But life keeps on complicating and I'm debating On leaving this world, this evening, even my girls Can see I'm grievin', I try and hide it But I can't, why do I act like I'm all high and mighty When inside, I'm dying, I am finally realizing I need help I can't do it by myself Too weak, 2 weeks I've been having ups and downs Going through peaks and valleys, dilly dallying Around with the idea of ending the shit right here I'm hatin' my reflection, I walk around the house tryin' to fight mirrors I can't stand what I look like, yeah, I look fat, but what do I care? I give a fuck, only thing I fear is Hailie I'm afraid if I close my eyes I might see her, shit I'm going through changes I'm going through changes I lock myself in the bedroom, bathroom, nappin' at noon Yeah, dad's in a bad mood, he's always snappin' at you Marshall, what happened at you? Can't stop with these pills And you've fallen off with your skills And your own fans are laughin' at you It become a problem you're too pussy to tackle, get up Be a man, stand, a real man woulda had this shit handled Know you just had your heart ripped out and crushed They say Proof just flipped out, homie just swift out and bust Nah, it ain't like Doody to do that He wouldn't fuckin' shoot at, nobody, he fights first But dwellin' on it only makes the night worse Now I'm poppin Vic's, perks and Methadone pills Yeah 'em, tight verse, you killed it Fuckin' drug dealers hang around me like yes man And they gon' do whatever I says when, I says it It's in their best interest to protect their investment And I just lost my fuckin' best friend, so fuck it, I guess then I'm going through changes (Don't know what I'm going through) (But I just keep on going through changes) My friends just can't understand this new me That's understandable man but just think how bananas You'd be, you'd be an animal too, if you were trapped In this fame and caged in it like a zoo And everybody's lookin' at you, what you want me to do? I'm startin' to live like a recluse and the truth is Fame startin' to give me an excuse, to be at a all time low I sit alone in my home theater, watchin' the same damn DVD Of the first tour, the last tour, he was still alive And it hurt sore, fast forward, sleepin' pills'll make me feel alright And if I'm still awake in the middle of the night I just take a couple more, yeah, you're motherfuckin' right I ain't slowin' down for no one, I am almost homeward bound Almost in a coma, yeah, homie, come on, don't look now Daddy, don't you die on me, daddy, better hold your ground Fuck, don't I know the sound of that voice Yeah, baby, hold me down I'm going through changes (Don't know what I'm going through) (But I just keep on going through changes) Wake up in the hospital Full of tubes, plus somehow I'm pullin' through Swear when I come back I'ma be bulletproof I'ma do it just for Proof, I think I should state a few Facts 'cause I may not get a chance again to say the truth Shit it just hit me that what if I would notta made it through? I think about the things I would never got to say to you I'd never get to make it right, so here's what I came to do Hailie this one is for you, Whitney and Alaina too I still love your mother, that'll never change Think about her every day, we just could never get it together Hey, wish there was a better way, for me to say it But I swear on everything, I'd do anything for her on any day There are just too many things to explain, when it rains Guess it pours, yes it does, wish there wasn't any pain But I can't pretend there ain't, I ain't placin' any blame I ain't pointin' fingers, heaven knows there never been a saint I know it just feels like we just pissed away our history And just today, I looked at your picture, almost hate to say I miss you self consciously, wish it didn't end this way But I just had to get away, don't know why I don't know what else to say, I guess I'm I'm going through changes (Don't know what I'm going through) (But I just keep on going through changes)
Yeah, It's been a ride... I guess I had to go to that place to get to this one Now some of you might still be in that place If you're trying to get out, just follow me I'll get you there You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem When I say 'em or do something I do it, I don't give a damn What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if a thing's stopping me I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit'n Whether he's on salary, paid hourly Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the whole universe I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap You said you was king, you lied through your teeth For that fuck your fillings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh" Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax, I ain't going back to that now All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW Cause I ain't playin' around There's a game called circle and I don't know how I'm way too up to back down But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't This fucking black cloud still follow's me around But it's time to exorcise these demons These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now! I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road And I just can't keep living this way So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage I'm standing up, Imma face my demons I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground I've had enough, now I'm so fed up Time to put my life back together right now It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through And don't even realise what you did, believe me you I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise To focus only on handling my responsibility's as a father So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it You couldn't lift a single shingle on it Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazed and I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
I don't know man Just feels like, we're a lot different Kinda feels like, I'm on a whole different page right now than you It feels strange but uhm I guess this is kinda like, it's kinda like I feel like I'm morphin' into somethin' that's so incredible that I'm dwarfin' All competitors better get your girlfriend in check It's psychological warfare endorphins I effect Your self-esteem shatters as dialect comes blastin' out your deck She loves me, such passion you'd expect This sort of reaction from her yet You strong arm, you're fuckin' corny, you try to turn your charm on 'Cause you just think you're Bishop The Don Juan But if you think that you're fuckin' with me, homie, you're on one I'm cockin' my head back like Ed Lover, c'mon son She's on my Johnson, she brings my name up constant Your boys are like she's fuckin' with dude, she wants son Homeboy you better get a clue She's on my dick 'cause I spit better than you What you expect her to do, how you expect her to act in the sack When she's closin' her eyes, fantasizin' of diggin' her nails in my back to this track Seduction, seduce Ain't nobody whose as good at what I do 'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't She's been stolen from you It's like a verbal seduction Seduction, seduce Ain't nobody whose as good at what I do 'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't She's been stolen from you It's like a verbal seduction She's sittin' here gettin' liquored up at the bar She says it's quicker to count the things that ain't wrong with you than to count the things that are There's a seven disc CD changer in her car And I'm in every single slot and your not, aww I'm the logo on that Dallas Cowboy helmet, a star And I'm not about to sit back and just keep rhymin' one syllable, naw Switch it up and watch them haters not give it up 'Cause they're just not good enough but I'm not givin' up 'til I get my respect And I won't stop 'til I get enough 'cause I'm not livin' up to my own expectations, aww That hater alarm is soundin' off, man, Obama took the bomb from my name, aww So quit cryin' that I took your dame homie, she's my dame, aww You sadly mistaken if you're thinkin' that I'm not on my game, boy And things just ain't been the same since the day that I came forth You wear your heart on your sleeve, I sport that white tank boy But you got a hard on for me, what you hollerin' my name for It's your bitch on my dick, ain't my dang fault, man, I can't call it Seduction, seduce Ain't nobody whose as good at what I do 'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't She's been stolen from you It's like a verbal seduction Seduction, seduce Ain't nobody whose as good at what I do 'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't She's been stolen from you It's like a verbal seduction It's like we're playin' lyrical tug-of-war with your ear, you hear it, girl come here Put your ear up to the speaker, dear, while I freak this world premier Seducin' her, loosen up with a little freestyle, that'll wait, am I losin' ya Am I makin' you look bad, well I got news for ya, homie you're losin' her Oh wait, you don't like when I spit it fast, am I tryin' to show out, let me slow it down some It's still gonna be a blow out, you're gonna wanna throw out your whole album Rummage through the shit and try to salvage somethin' to see If you can save any of it punk but none of it's fuckin' with me Prick, you really feelin' that bullshit, you think you killin' them syllables Quit playin', these beats ain't nuttin to fool with They call me Fire Marshall, I shut this shit down Your entire arsenal is not enough to fuck with one round I am also the opposite of what you are like You're a microcosm of what the fuck I am on the mic I am awesome and you are just awe struck, she's love stricken She's got her jaw struck from suckin' my dick, aww fuck Seduction, seduce Ain't nobody whose as good at what I do, It's like a verbal seduction 'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't She's been stolen from you It's like a verbal seduction Seduction, seduce Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do 'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't She's been stolen from you It's like a verbal seduction
Love Love Love Don't hurt me Don't hurt me No more Young Money, yeah Uh, throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower But it's "fuck the world" Get a child out her Yeah, my life a bitch, but y'know nothing about her Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour Married to the game but she broke her vows That's why my bars are full of broken bottles And my night stands are full of open Bibles Uh, I think about more than I forget But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat And these niggas know I lay them down, make 'em beg Bitches try to kick me while I'm down I'll break your leg Money outweighing problems on a triple beam I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes Uh, be good or be good at it Fucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say" I'm high as a bitch Up, up and away Man, I'll come down in a couple of days OK, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode All about my dough but I don't even check the peep-hole So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down No love lost, no love found It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down But what you say just Don't hurt me That's right bitch Don't hurt me And I don't need you No more Don't want to see you No more Ha, bitch you get No love You showed me nothing but hate You ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around I don't need you Don't hurt me That's right You don't hurt me And I don't need you No more Don't want to see you Ha, bitch you get No love, no! No love, no! No love, no! No love Ha, bitch you get No love, no! No love, no! No love, no! No love And I don't need you No more Get 'em! I'm alive again More alive than I have been in my whole entire life, I can See these people's ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen I'm a little bit sicker than most Shit's finna get thick again They say the competition is stiff But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in I ain't never giving in again Caution to the wind, complete freedom Look at these rappers, how I treat them So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em They call me a freak 'cause I like to Spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them Man, get these whack cocksuckers off stage Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute Yeah that rap was tight but I'm 'Bout to spit the greatest verse of all time So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and uhm Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit And start over from scratch and write new ones But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump From the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd You can see the sparks from hot metal Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game I so started to rock fellow When I'm not even in my harshest You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow 'Till I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop I'm standing on my Monopoly board That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop 'Till my hip don't hop anymore When you're so good that you can't say it 'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore People just get sick cause you spit These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore And you can never break my stride You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow You'll never take my pride Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent is getting no mercy Mark my words Ain't letting up, relentless I smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving them hell Where was you when I fell and needed help up? You get no love It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down But what you say just Don't hurt me That's right bitch Don't hurt me And I don't need you No more Don't want to see you No more Ha, bitch you get No love You showed me nothing but hate You ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around Uh, and I don't need you Don't hurt me That's right You don't hurt me And I don't need you No more Don't want to see you Ha, bitch you get No love, no! No love, no! No love, no! No love Ha, bitch you get No love, no! No love, no! No love, no! No love And I don't need you No more Bitch, you get No love
We touch, I feel a rush, we clutch, it isn't much But it's enough to make me wonder what's in store for us It's lust, it's torturous, you must be a sorceress 'Cause you just did the impossible, gained my trust Don't play games, it'd be dangerous if you fuck me over 'Cause if I get burnt, I'ma show ya what it's like to hurt 'Cause I've been treated like dirt befo' ya And love is evol, spell it backwards, I'll show ya Nobody knows me, I'm cold, walk down this road all alone It's no one's fault but my own, it's the path I've chosen to go Frozen as snow, I show no emotion whatsoever, so Don't ask me why I have no love for these mo'fuckin' ho's Blood suckin' succubuses, what the fuck is up with this? I've tried in this department, but I ain't had no luck with this It sucks, but it's exactly what I thought it would be Like tryin' to start over I've got a hole in my heart for some kind of emotional roller coaster Somethin' I won't go on, so you toy with my emotions, ho, it's over It's like an explosion every time I hold ya, I wasn't jokin' when I told ya You take my breath away, you're a supernova and I'm a I'm a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon And I'm aimin' right at you, right at you 250, 000 miles on a clear night in June And I'm aimin' right at you, right at you, right at you I'll do whatever it takes, when I'm with you I get the shakes My body aches when I ain't with you I have zero strength There's no limit on how far I would go, no boundaries, no lengths Why do we say that until we get that person that we thinks Gonna be that one and then once we get 'em, it's never the same? You want 'em when they don't want you Soon as they do, feelings change It's not a contest and I ain't on no conquest for no mate I wasn't lookin' when I stumbled onto you, musta been fate But so much is at stake, what the fuck does it take? Let's cut to the chase 'Fore the door shuts in your face, promise me if I cave in and break And leave myself open that I won't be makin' a mistake 'Cause I'm a I'm a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon And I'm aimin' right at you, right at you 250, 000 miles on a clear night in June And I'm aimin' right at you, right at you, right at you So after a year and six months, it's no longer me that you want But I love you so much it hurts, never mistreated you once I'll pour my heart out to you, let down my guard, swear to God I'll blow my brains in your lap, lay here and die in your arms Drop to my knees and I'm pleadin', I'm tryin' to stop you from leavin' You won't even listen so fuck it, I'm tryin' to stop you from breathin' I put both hands on your throat, I sit on top of you, squeezin' Till I snap your neck like a Popsicle stick Ain't a possible reason I can think of To let you walk up out this house and let you live Tears stream down both of my cheeks, then I let you go and just give And before I put that gun to my temple, I told you this And I would've did anything for you to show you how much I adored you But it's over now, it's too late to save our love Just promise me you'll think of me Every time you look up in the sky and see a star 'cause I'm a I'm a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon And I'm aimin' right at you, right at you 250, 000 miles on a clear night in June And I'm so lost without you, without you, without you
Yeah You know, technically I'm not even really supposed to be here right now So fuck it Might as well make the most of it (Amen) yeah (Amen) feels good (Amen) woo (Amen) guess I'm lucky (Amen) some of us don't get a second chance (Amen) but I ain't blowin' this one (Amen) nah, man (Amen) shit, I feel like I can do anything now Who can catch lightin' in a bottle, set fire to water Comin' out the nozzle on a fire hose, flyer than swatters Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Smash an hourglass, grab the sand, takes his hands and cup 'em Spin a rhyme to freeze the clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man There's a storm comin' that the weatherman couldn't predict I start to bug, prick, you better flee 'cause I get ticked It's a wrap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked I got up, I'm back to punch you to the ground, you trick It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash I'll be God-damned if another rapper gets in my ass I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if it's my last You can die in the blink of an eye, so bat your eyelashes And keep winkin' and blowin' kisses 'cause you're flirtin' with death I'm destroyin' your livelihood, I ain't just hurtin' your rep I catch a flow and get goin', no remorse I'm showin', ain't slowin' for no one Knowin' there's nothin' you can do about it Zero in on the target like a marksman, the target is you I shut your lane down, took your spot, parked in it too Arsenic flow, lighter fluid saliva, what can you do? Go get your crew to hype you up, stand behind you like, "Woo" That boy's hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too Fry his ass and put his ashes back together with glue So you can hate him, he don't blame you, frankly, he would too This game could ill afford to lose him, 'how bout you? Now guess who (hey), here's a clue (hey) He came to the ball in his wife-beater, lost his Nike shoe It's in your ass (hey), he's in your ass He's all up in your psyche too (hey) Now, what's his name? (Hey) Cinderella Man Cinderella Man Cinderella (hey, hey) Cinderella Man (hey) Cinderella Man Hey, hey (hey, hey) If I had a time machine I'd be Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Music is my time machine So call me Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Fuck catchin' lightnin', he struck it, screamed, "Shut up" at thunder Then flipped the world upside down and made it rain upward Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Rewound the future to the present, paused it, don't ask how Fuck the past, motherfucker, he's the shit right now He's Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderfella Shady Dane Came to wrap the game up in cellophane Raise hell, from Hell he came I didn't come to bore you with a Cinderella story Nor did he come to do the same-old, can't afford to be a lame-o In this day and age, and at this stage of the game Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly So say bye to the old, H-I to the new, que será Consider it his last hurrah, the coup de grâce Raise 'em high in the sky, keep 'em up Time to bring the place alive Thanks for bein' patient, I won't make no more mistakes, shit, my Potato's baked, homie, the veggies on my plate can fly My filet is smokin' weed, yeah, faggot, the stakes are high Shit, I ain't even supposed to be here by the grace of God The skin on my teeth and a hair on my nuts, I skated by Now y'all are on thin ice with ankle weights, I'd hate to lie How fuckin' irritated are you? How much in your face am I? And ain't shit you can do but fear it, Proof is here in spirit And I'm his spittin' image, I mirror it when I stand near it Your pussy lyric, I couldn't hear it Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyricists? Who? (hey), here's a clue (hey) He came to the ball in his wife-beater, lost his Nike shoe It's in your ass (hey), he's in your ass He's all up in your psyche too (hey) Now, what's his name? (Hey) Cinderella Man Cinderella Man Cinderella (hey, hey) Cinderella Man (hey) Cinderella Man Hey, hey (hey, hey) If I had a time machine Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man (I'd be) Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Music is my time machine So call me Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life (yeah, yeah) Too late (I can't keep chasing you) (I'm taking my life back) caught in a chase, 25 to life I don't think she understands the sacrifices that I've made Maybe if this - had acted right I woulda stayed But I've already wasted over half my life, I woulda laid Down and died for you, I no longer cry for you, no more pain You took me for granted Took my heart and ran it straight into the planet Into the dirt, I can no longer stand it Now my respect, I demand it I'ma take control of this relationship, command it And I'ma be the boss of you now, - And what I mean is that I will no longer let you control me So you better hear me out, this much you owe me I gave up my life for you, totally devoted to you, I have stayed Faithful all the way, this is how I - get repaid? Look at how I dress, - baggy sweats, go to work a mess Always in a rush to get back to you, I ain't heard you yet Not even once say you appreciate me, I deserve respect I've done my best to give you nothin' less than perfectness And I know that if I end this I'll no longer have nothin' left But you keep treatin' me like a staircase, it's time to f- step And I won't be comin' back, so don't hold your f- breath You know what you've done, no need to go in-depth I told you you'd be sorry if I f- left, I laughed while you wept How's it feel now? Yeah, funny, ain't it? You neglected me Did me a favor though, my spirit free you've set But a special place for you in my heart I have kept It's unfortunate, but it's Too late for the other side (yeah, yeah) Caught in a chase, 25 to life Can't take no more Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life I feel like when I bend over backwards (too late), for you, all you do is laugh 'Cause that ain't good enough You expect me to fold myself in half 'til I snap Don't think I'm loyal, all I do is rap How can I moonlight on the side? I have no life outside of that Don't I give you enough of my time? You don't think so, do you? Jealous when I spend time with the girls Why I'm married to you still? Man, I don't know, but tonight I'm serving you with papers I'm divorcing you, go marry someone else and make 'em famous And take away their freedom like you did to me Treat 'em like you don't need 'em and they ain't worthy of you Feed 'em the same - that you made me eat I'm moving on, forget you Oh, now I'm special? I ain't feel special when I was with you All I ever felt was this helplessness, imprisoned by a selfish - Chew me up and spit me out, I fell for this So many times it's ridiculous And still I stick with this, I'm sick of this But in my sickness and addiction, you're addictive as they get Evil as they come, vindictive as they make 'em My friends keep askin' me why I can't just walk away from I'm addicted to the pain, the stress, the drama, I'm drawn to I guess I'm a mess, cursed and blessed, but this time I Ain't changin' my mind, I'm climbin' out this abyss You're screamin' as I walk out that I'll be missed But when you spoke of people who meant the most to you You left me off your list You, hip hop, I'm leavin' you, my life sentence is served And it's just Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life I'm gone, man Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life Too late Caught in a chase, 25 to life
Yeah, yeah (Heh) You feel that baby (You feel that baby)? Yeah, I feel it too (Yeah, I feel it too) Damn (Damn) You know (You know) I'm so glad we could spend this time together See (See), I'm not as crazy as you thought I was I'm the American dream I'm the definition of white trash ballin' I'm right back on 'em with the rchicka, rchicka, rchicka I can't call it, same shit different toilet, oh, ya got a nice ass darlin' Can't wait to get you into my Benz, take you for a spin What you mean we ain't fuckin', you take me for a friend? Lemme tell you the whole story of Shady's origin You'll be sorry if you slam my Mercedes door again, now It all started with my father I musta got my pimpin' genes from him The way he left my mama, I'm a rollin' stone just like him Word to Johnny Drama, keep my entourage with me Baby, I make a promise, there ain't nobody as bomb as Me, I'm calm as the breeze, I'm the bee's knees, his legs and his arms I'm a superstar, girl, I'm ready for yo mama Why you think the only thing I got on is my pajamas? So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again I'm the equivalent to a shot of Cuervo First I kiss your navel, work my way down Baby you can lay down on the table But you may want to find some 'em more stable I told you I ain't foolin' from the gate, this ain't the first day a-April But thank you for staying, April I'mma make you learn to appreciate me, differentiate me From these phony little fishy and sissy fake G's Skip over the huggie bear and all the kissy face, please Initiate phase three, missy now service me Take another shot of Jager, shake it so nervously Take your time baby, ooh you're the bomb baby Ooh, you're doing that even better than your mom, lady I told you I'm Shady, you didn't listen now, did ya? Relax woman, you know that I'm only kiddin' with ya Got a twisted sense of humor, it's war but I didn't hit ya I think you're finally startin' to get the picture, I'm just So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna wanna fuck nobody else again (Chicka-chicka) Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so, so Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so, oh (Chicka-chicka) I can hold you in the mornin' But in the evenin' I gotta go, a-whoa (Chicka-chicka) 'Cause I'm on to the next girl, and the next girl I kinda like, oh, oh I got you caught up in the rapture Make you recapture the feelings you had for your last boyfriend Before he slapped ya You never wanted someone so bad, ya Sweatin', but if I'm what you wanted why'd you panic when I grabbed ya? Girl don't be so frantic I'm just a hopeless romantic Don't try to fight the feelin' of some 'em that's so organic You can't ignore it so don't, just stand before it Just drop them panties to the floor, let's get the cam 'cordin' Damn shortie, I told you this is bound to happen Soon as you wrote your number on a napkin I was bound to Work a number on your back and throw your spine out of alignment My love has got you so blinded You couldn't pick Amy Winehouse out of a lineup So stop at the store and pick a pint up Let's get the Pineapple Schnapps goin' No one will knock 'cause I'mma hang a sign up sayin' don't disturb Shorty I'm so superb I say the right things, don't I spit the dopest words? So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again So bad (So bad) I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again (Chicka-chicka) Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so (So) Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so-oh (Chicka-chicka) I can hold you in the mornin' But in the evenin' I gotta gooo (Chicka-chicka) 'Cause I'm on to the next girl, and the next girl I kinda like, oh oh (Yeah) So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you've ever had (Dr. Dre) 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me (2010) And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again (Light years ahead of us) Aww, aww, aww (Ho! Oh-ah-oh) Aww, aww, aww (Oh-oh-oh) Aww, aww, aww (Ohhh) Aww, aww, aww Aww, aww, aww (Ohhh) Aww, aww, aww (Oh-oh-oh) Aww, aww, aww (Ohhh) Aww, aww, aww (Ohh-ah-oh) Aww, aww, aww
I can almost taste it This shit makes no sense to me What does it all mean? I can almost taste it I can almost see it This shit makes no sense to me What does it all mean? I can almost taste it Yeah, can't stop now This may be the last chance I get To be famous! You dream of trading places Oh-oh, I have been changing faces Oh-oh, you cannot fill these shoes Oh-oh, there is too much to lose Oh-oh-oh-oh, wake up behind these trenches Oh-oh, you run around defenceless Oh-oh, there is too much to lose Oh-oh, you cannot fill these shoes I just wanna be famous But Be careful what you wish for! I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist They call me Slim Roethlisberger I go berzerker than a fed up post office worker A merk her with a Mossberg I'm pissed off get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter Squirted a frankfurter For a gangster you sure did shit your pants When you saw the chainsaw get to waving Like a terrible towel How thangs turn around When his fangs come out Get your brains blown out That's what I call blowing your mind When I come back Like nut on your spine I'm a thumb tack That you slept on son Now here I come screaming "Attack!" like I just stepped on one Low on the totem till he showed 'em Defiance, giant scrotum He don't owe them bitches shit His britches, he out grow'd em He's so out cold he's knocked out at the South Pole And nobody fucks with him Rigor mortis and post mortem He's dying of boredom Take your best rhymes, record 'em Then try to thwart him He'll just take your punch lines and snort 'em Shit stained drawers You gon fuck with a guy who licks the blades of his chainsaws While he dips 'em in P.F. Chang's sauce Game's up, homie, hang it up like some crank calls You think I'm backing down you must be out of your dang skulls I'm almost famous! You dream of trading places Oh-oh, I have been changing faces Oh-oh, you cannot fill these shoes Oh-oh, there is too much to lose Oh-oh-oh-oh, wake up behind these trenches Oh-oh, you run around defenceless Oh-oh, there is too much to lose Oh-oh, you cannot fill these shoes I just wanna be famous But Be careful of what you wish for! I'm back for revenge I lost a battle that ain't happening again I'm at your throat like strep I step, strapped with a pen Metaphors wrote on my hand Some are just stored in my memory Some I wrote on a napkin I do what I have to to win Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior's Not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Meyers? And tell that psycho to pass the torch To the wacko before I take a shit in his Jack-O-Lantern And smash it on his porch Now get off my dick Dick's too short of a word for my dick Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism, you prick Don't call me the champ; call me the space shuttle destroyer I just blew up the Challenger, matter fact I need a lawyer I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast Beat his ass naked and peed in his corner Like Verne Troyer Y'all are Eminem backwards, you're Mini Me's See he's in a whole nother weight class He's slugs; you're BBs, you're bean-bag bullets You're full of it; you were dissing in his CD's Laughed at Infinite, now he's back like someone pissed in his Wheaties No peace treaties, he's turned into a beast His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the mighty D.R.E. He's almost famous! You dream of trading places Oh-oh, I have been changing faces Oh-oh, you cannot fill these shoes Oh-oh, there is too much to lose Oh-oh-oh-oh, wake up behind these trenches Oh-oh, you run around defenceless Oh-oh, there is too much to lose Oh-oh, you cannot fill these shoes I just wanna be famous But Be careful of what you wish for! Now there he goes in Dre's studio cupping his balls Screaming the wood off the paneling And cussing the paint off the walls Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads He ain't given them shit, he says he'll pinch a penny so hard He'll leave a bruise on the bronze so dark you can see the mark With the scars, till Abraham Lincoln is screaming out "Aah!" These metaphors and similes ain't similar to them, not at all If they don't like it, they can all get fucked instead of sucking him off They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by Like David Carradine they can go fuck themselves and just die And eat shit while they at it He's fucking had it, he's mad at the whole world So go to hell and build a snowman, girl The bullies become bullied, and pussies get pushed Then they better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me Cause I ain't looking back, only forward, this whole spot blowing Who could've known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it And while I'm being poetic let me get it stoic and raise the bar Higher than my opinion of these women's been lowered So bear witness to some biblical shit There's a cold wind blowing this world ain't gonna know what hit it He did it He made it He's finally famous!
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now, there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe, but I still fight while I can fight As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight High off her love, drunk from her hate It's like I'm huffin' paint, and I love her the more I suffer, I suffocate And right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates me She f- hates me, and I love it "Wait! Where you going?" "I'm leaving you" "No, you ain't, come back" We're running right back, here we go again It's so insane 'cause when it's going good, it's going great I'm Superman with the wind at his back, she's Lois Lane But when it's bad, it's awful I feel so ashamed, I snapped, "Who's that dude?" I don't even know his name I laid hands on her, I'll never stoop so low again I guess I don't know my own strength Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie You ever loved somebody so much You can barely breathe when you're with 'em? You meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em Got that warm fuzzy feelin', yeah, them chills, used to get 'em Now you're gettin' f- sick of lookin' at 'em? You swore you'd never hit 'em, never do nothin' to hurt 'em Now you're in each other's face, spewin' venom in your words when you spit 'em You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em Throw 'em down, pin 'em So lost in them moments when you're in 'em It's the rage that took over, it controls you both So they say you're best to go your separate ways Guess that they don't know you 'cause today, that was yesterday Yesterday is over, it's a different day Sound like broken records playin' over, but you promised her Next time, you'll show restraint You don't get another chance Life is no Nintendo game, but you lied again Now you get to watch her leave out the window Guess that's why they call it windowpane Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean Then we fall back into the same patterns, same routine But your temper's just as bad as mine is You're the same as me, when it comes to love, you're just as blinded Baby, please come back, it wasn't you, baby, it was me Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much to walk away, though Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk? Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball Next time I'm p-, I'll aim my fist at the drywall "Next time? There won't be no next time" I apologize, even though I know it's lies I'm tired of the games, I just want her back I know I'm a liar, if she ever tries to f- leave again I'ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie
The days are cold livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me, clowns That means suicide, homie, you'll never throw me Off of this course, blow me Bitch, I do this all for the sport only But I want it all, I'm not just talking awards, homie And the balls in my court and it's lonely On top of the world when you're the only one with the balls in your shorts To leave their jaws on the floors with no remorse 'Member that when they get to doggin' your boy, homie So y'all can just get to bloggin' about bologna I'm not gonna stop, the saga continues, no stoppin' the force, Obi I'm moppin' the floors with 'em, I keep tryna pass it But they keep on droppin' the torch and it won't be long 'til this sport is O-V- E-R, Just Blaze and me, we are knockin' them doors and no we Ain't pumpkins on Halloween but we'll show up on your porch, so be Careful what you say, there ain't no punks over here, so follow me Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P, let me guide you through the smoke, G If only I wasn't travellin' down this road by my lonely No one who knew me like you will ever know me I don't think you understand how much you meant to me The days are cold livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh And, homie, I'll never forget you, no For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow up the mic, it'll put the "dyna" in "mite" Yeah, it'll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit his self Tap dancin' all over the beat, it'll jump off the page and spit itself Guess it's the best thing I could do right now, Doody, for you is to rep So I'm gonna fuck 'til I die, yeah, I'ma do it to death And instead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate your life Elevate to new heights, step on the gas and accelerate, I'ma need two mics 'Cause the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hype Just finish the rhyme and bust it, excuse the corny metaphor But they'll never catch up to all this energy that I've mustered So God, just help me out while I fight through this grievin' process Tryna process this loss is makin' me nauseous But this depression ain't takin' me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game, pacin' these hallways You had faith in me always Proof, you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards And I'ma show 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em, homes I'ma own so many belts, only place they can hit me is below 'em Homie, I know I'm never gonna be the same without you I never woulda came in this game, I'm going insane without you Matter fact, it was just the other night had another dream about you You told me to get up, I got up and spread my wings and I flew You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you You told me, "Nah, Doody, you're not", layin' on that table, I knew I was gonna make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew There wasn't no way that I was ever gonna leave them babies, and Proof Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord, I'm so thankful, please don't think I don't feel grateful, I do Just grant me the strength that I need for one more day to get through So, homie, this is your song, I dedicate this to you I love you, Doody The days are cold livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh And, homie, I'll never forget you, no
Nah man, not quite finished yet... Girl I think You just mighta just try-ta pull a muhfuckin fast one I'm mad You just hurt my god damn feeling, and that was the last one I had Does this look like an arcade, trying to play games, see the saw blade See the silhouette, of a stalker in your walk way, better cooperate Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, while you're hog tied MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle when I walk by Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fuckin fall guy I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwi Cuz it will turn into a gremlin and run over kids women & men Vrrrrrn vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its engine Bitch gimme them digits while your cringin' Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin Will I spen-spend even ten cents on you Since when do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny Shit if I think a penny's pretty Just image how beautiful, a quarter is to me Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, catch an eskimo by his toe While he's tryin to roll a snowball but, don't make him lose his cool If he hollers better let him go ya'll (You don't own me) Now here we go, go, go Get up baby get a move on, like a u-haul You can rack your brain like pool balls You won't ever think of this shit, yeah honey you called? Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I wreak it Evil, I see hear and speak it Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit Put your eggs in the same basket You can count every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it hatches Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we gonna get it crackin Like the Kraken & Titans, when they clash and Get your brains bashin so bad You gonna have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood stained napkin Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a fag's asshole Now let's take that line, run it up the flag pole with Elton See if he's cool with it, don't stand there and look stupid at me bitch I ain't in the mood for the shit, gif my dick, Google it till it pops up Ya'll are so motherfuckin full of shit that your stocked up Me, I'm always shittin diarrhea at the mouth Till your speakers crap out (pthhhhp) Ha, what? Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit cigarette (Chit- chigarette) But you won't get a hot fudge Sunday from me So do not strut my way slut, because... (You don't own me) Now here we go, go, go And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar Ima show you why I came, so you stop asking me what the fuck for Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you want more Bitch it's time to put the math back in the Mathers Cuz I'm a fuckin' (problem), run boy! Every flow, got it mastered So every last word, hat you fuckin' fags heard Comes straight from the fish's ass Yeah, in other words, I'm a bass-turd Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still plenty No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any Eat your heart out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal magnetism Can't resist 'em now can ya hoe? Shady, I don't understand ya flow Understand my flow? Bitch I flow, like Troy Polamalu's hair, boy Don't you dare try to follow or compare boy I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, stay the fuck outta my hair boy You can look, you can stare and point But you can't touch I'm too clairvoyant I don't get it man, is there a void All this weak shit, what am I, steroids? Well bitch, I'm back with some shit for that ass In ya trunk elephant (Hemorrhoids) And remember boys... (You don't own me) Now here we go, go, go Thank you for coming out. Hope you enjoyed the show. Until next time... peace.
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work All it takes is one song on the radio, you're right back on it Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search Maybe I needed to grow up a little first Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt But I'm coming for closure Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for The way that you turned your back on me Just when I may have needed you most Oh, you thought it was over You can just close the chapter And go about your life, like it was nothing You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine Well, I've never recovered but tonight betcha that whatcha 'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice Can I hold grudges? Mind's saying, "let it go, fuck this" Heart's saying, "I will once I bury this bitch alive Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset" I flee the scene like it was my last ride You see right through Oh, you had me pegged the first time You can't see the truth But it's easier to justify What's bad is good And I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run) I just hate to be the bad And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitch To think it was you at one time I worshiped, shit Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it? Not this time, you better go and get the sewing kit, bitch Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit Thought some time had passed and I'd forget it, forget it You left our family in shambles And you expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed May be gone, but he's not forgotten And don't think 'cause he's been out the picture so long That I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya You're wrong and that shit was rotten And the way you played him, same shit you did to me, cold Have you any idea the shit I've gone through? Feelings I harbor? All this pent-up resentment I hold on to Not once you called to ask me how I'm doing Letters, you don't respond to 'em Fuck it, I'm coming to see you And gee, who better to talk to than you? The cause of my problems My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you Poof, then I'm gone, woosh I flee the scene like it was my last ride You see right through Oh, you had me pegged the first time You can't see the truth But it's easier to justify What's bad is good And I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run) I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run) I've been driving around your side of this town Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now Finally, I found your new address, park in your drive Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house See, it's sad it came to this point Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya But I ain't here for your empathy, I don't need your apology Or your friendship or sympathy, it's revenge that I seek So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window Like I reach my full potential, I peeked Continue to peep, still bent low Then keep tapping the glass lightly, then start to crescendo Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this You don't plan for intruders beforehand? Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue? Gag, chloroform rag, gag, almost hack up a lung Like you picked an axe up and swung Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh? Now who's a faggot, you punk? And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back 'cause they suck It's just me, you and the music now, Slim I hope you hear it, we're in the car right now Wait, here comes my favorite lyric I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP Just to try to get people to buy Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done Eminem killed by Eminem Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it Since you're love with your city so much I figured, what the fuck, the best place you could be buried alive is right here Two more exits, time is quite near Hope we don't get stopped, no license I fear That sirens I hear? Guess ninety on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea As cops appear in my driver's side mirror (Oh, God, police, ah) Hope Foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial plot, at least New plan, Stan Slim, "chauvinist pig, drove in this big Lincoln town car" Well, gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro, it's for you Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, oh, hope you can swim good Now say you hate homos again I also represent anyone on the receiving end of those jokes you offend I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin Nope, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in When they say all of this is approaching its end But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over again Back's to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilet's clogged Yeah, 'cause I'm talking a lotta shit but I'm backing it all up But in my head there's a voice in the back and it hollers After the track is demolished "I am your lack of a conscience" I'm the ringing in your ears I'm the polyps on the back of your tonsils Eating your vocal chords after your concerts I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged Grab for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow I'm the bullies you hate, that you became With every faggot you slaughtered Coming back on ya, every woman you insult, batter But the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters I represent everything you take for granted 'Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper's persona's half a façade and Matthew and Stan just symbolic of you not knowing what you had 'til it's gone 'Cause after all the glitz and the glam, no more fans that are calling your name Cameras are off, sad but it happens to all of them I'm the hindsight to say, "I told you so" Foreshadows of all the things that are to follow I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow If you don't stop after they call you Biggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits When it's time to walk away I'm every guilt trip, the baggage you have But as you gather up all your possessions If there's anything you have left to say 'Less it makes an impact then don't bother So before you rest your case Better make sure you're packing a wallop So one last time, I'm back 'Fore it fades into black and it's all over Behold the final chapter in a saga Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle Twice, the magic that started it all Tragic portrait of an artist tortured Trapped in his own drawings Tap into thoughts Blacker and darker than anything imaginable Here goes a wild stab in the dark, uh As we pick up where the last Mathers' left off
Don't kill me! Hurry the fuck up! Thank you! Go, go, go! What the... fuck? The fuck he go? Mothafucka bail on me? Fuck you! Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me! Are you fucking kidding me? Shit! Get off! Ha-ha The parking lot! Shit, ahh! Let me see your hands, bank's over! Ahh, fuck it!
Yea, Yeah Yea, Yea, Yea (What's your name?) Marshall (Who's your daddy?) I don't have one My mother reproduced like a komodo dragon And had me on the back of a motorcycle Then crashed in the side of loco-motive with rap, I'm loco It's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum 'Bout to explode all over the canvas Back with the Yoda of rap in a spasm (Your music usually has them) (But waned for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't) (Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan) A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts are entertaining But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting Puke Skywalker, but sound like Chewbacca when I talk Full of such blind rage I need a seeing eye dog Can't even find the page, I was writing this rhyme on Oh, it's on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I write small It says ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with white walls Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire to aspire, to Die Hard So as long as I'm on the clock punching this time card Hip hop ain't dying on my watch But sometimes, when I'm sleeping, she comes to me in my dreams Is she taken? Is she mine? Don't got, Don't care, don't have two shits to give Let me take you by the hand to promise land And threaten everyone, cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing (What's your name?) Marshall (Who's your daddy?) I don't know him, but I wonder (Is he rich like me?) Ha-ha (Has he taken, any time, to show you what you need to live?) No! If he had, he wouldn't have ended up in these rhymes on my pad I wouldn't be so mad, my attitude wouldn't be so bad, yeah, dad I'm the epitome and the prime example of what happens When the power of the rhyme falls into the wrong hands, and Makes you want to get up and start Dancing, even if it is Charles Manson Who just happens, to be rapping, blue lights flashing Laughing all the way to the bank, lamping in my K-Mart mansion I'm in the style department with a Pile in my car, ripping the aisle apart With great power comes absolutely no responsibility, for content Completely, despondent and condescending, the king of nonsense And controversy is on a, Beat killing spree, your honor, I must, plea, guilty Cause I sparked a, revolution, rebel without a cause Who caused the evolution of rap to take it to the next level, boost it But several rebuked it, and whoever produced it (Hip hop is the devil's music) Is that me? It belongs to me? Cause I just happen to be, a white honky devil with two horns That don't honk but every time I speak you, hear a beep? But lyrically I never hear a peep, not even a whisper Rappers better stay clear of me, bitch, cause it's the... It's the time of the season, when hate runs high And this time, give it to you easy, when I take back what's mine With pleasured hands, and torture everyone, that is my plan My job here isn't done, Cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing (What's your name?) Shady (Who's your daddy?) I don't give a fuck, but I wonder (Is he rich like me?) Doubt it, ha (Has he taken, any time, to show you what you need to live?) So, yeah, dad let's walk, let's have us a father and son talk But I bet we probably wouldn't get one block Without me knocking your block off, this is all your fault Maybe that's why I'm always so bananas, I appeal to all those walks Of like, whoever had strife, Maybe that's what dad and son talks are like Cause I, related to the struggles of young America When their fucking parents were unaware of their troubles Now they're ripping out their fucking hair again, it's hysterical I chuckle, cause everybody bloodies their bare knuckles, yeah, uh-oh Better beware knuckleheads, the sound of my hustle says don't knock The doors broken, it won't lock, It might just fly open, get cold cocked You critics come pay me a visit, Misery loves company, please stay a minute Kryptonite to a hypocrite, Zip your lip if you dish it but can't take it Too busy getting stoned in your glass house to kick rocks Then you wonder why I lash out, Mister Mathers as advertised on the flyers So spread the word cause I'm promoting my passion til I'm passed out A completely brain dead Rainman, going a bankhead in a restraint chair So bitch, if you shoot me a look it better be a blank stare Or get shanked in the pancreas, I'm angrier than all eight of the reindeer Put together with Chief Keef cause I hate every fucking thing, yeah Even this rhyme, bitch And quit tryna look for a fucking reason for it that ain't there But I still am a CRIMINAL Ten year old degenerate grabbing on my GENITALS The last Mathers LP that went diamond This time I'm predicting this one will go EMERALD When will the madness end, how can it when There's no method to the pad and pen The only message that I have to sing Is: Dad, I'm back at it again, bitch
You fucking cunt Pick up the god damn phone Bitch, where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you say? I wasn't at the studio bitch, what'd you do? Screw Dre? You went there looking for me? Boo, that excuse is too lame Keep playin' me, you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg You fake, lying slut, you never told me you knew Drake And Lupe? You wanna lose two legs? You tryin' to flip this on me? If I spent more time with you, you say "Okay, yeah, and I'm cuckoo eh?" Well, screw you And I'll be the third person who screwed you today Oh, fourth; Dre, Drake, Lupe, ooh touché But you're too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one true blue ace, but you ain't And I can't see you when you make that wittle boo-boo face 'Cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fuckin' Bluetooth ache You're feeling blue? Too late Go smurf yourself, you make me wanna smurf and puke blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to someone you hate My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped dead? (Dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better) Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway, tryna get some time alone and just think 'Til the cops pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my "fuck hoes", with a whole new hatred for blondes But bias? I hate all bitches the same baby, come on Excuse the pun, but bitch is such a broad statement And I am channelin' my anger through every single station it's on 'Cause a woman broke my he-art, I say he-art 'Cause she ripped it in two pa-arts And threw it in the garbage, who do you think you are? Bitch, guess it's time for me to get the dust off And pick myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the L-word again I lo-lo-lo-lo lesbian, ah I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so much better if you just My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped dead? (Dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better) 'Cause you told me You'd love me Forever Bitch, that was a lie Now I never Wanted someone to die So bad in my fucking life But fuck it, there's other fish in the sea And I'ma have a whale of a time Being a single sailor for the night, bitch, on a scale of One to ten shit, I must be the Holy Grail of Catches, hoe, I got an Oscar attached to my fucking name (De La) I might hit the club, find a chick that's tailor- Made for me, say "fuck it", kick some shots back, get hammered and nail her These bitches tryna get attached but they're failin' To latch onto the tail of my bumper They're scratching at the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched Yeah, I'm rich as a bitch, but bitches ain't shit I'd rather leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch, you complain when you listen to this But you still throw yourself at me That's what I call pitchin' a bitch That's why I'm swinging at these chicks on sight Long as I got a bat and two balls, it's foul, but my dick's on strike So all that love shit is null and void, bitch, I'm a droid I avoid Cupid, stupid, wasn't for blowjobs you'd be unemployed Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy boy's Getting sick at these girls, girls, girls Oink, oink, oink You fucking pigs, all you're good for is doink, doink, doink I got ninety-nine problems and the bitch ain't one She's all ninety-nine of 'em I need a machine gun I take 'em all out (all out), I hope you hear this song And go into a cardiac arrest Have a heart attack and just drop dead And I'ma throw a fucking party after this, 'cause yes My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead (I hate you) I was laying in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my head (you made me this way) And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped dead? (Dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better) I'm just playin', bitch, you know I love you
This is survival of the fittest This is do or die This is the winner takes it all So take it all, a-all, a-all, a-all Wasn't ready to be no millionaire, I was ill-prepared I was prepared to be ill though, the skill was there From the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the ends It was 'bout busting raps and standing for something, fuckin' acronym Cut the fucking act like you're happy, I'm fucking back again With another anthem, why stop when it doesn't have to end? It ain't over 'til I say it's over, enough when I say enough Throw me to them wolves and close the gate up I'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolves, when the thought Of being thrown into an alligator pit, I salivate at it, wait is up Hands up like it's 12 noon, nah homie, hold them bitches straighter up Wave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuff, came up rough Came to ruffle feathers, nah, egos, I ain't deflate enough Last chance to make this whole stadium erupt 'Cause this is survival of the fittest This is do or die This is the winner takes it all So take it all, a-all, a-all, a-all I can see the finish line with each line that I finish I'm so close to my goals, I can almost pole vault over the goal post And if I don't got enough in the tank, maybe I can just siphon enough To fill up this last can, man will I survive in this climate or what? They said I was washed up and got a blood bath I'm not a rapper, I'm an adapter, I can adjust Plus, I can just walk up to a mic and just bust So, floor's open if you'd like to discuss Top 5 in this mothafucka and if I don't make the cut, what? Like I give a fuck but I light this bitch up like I'm driving a truck Through the side of a pump, 0 to 60 hop in and gun it Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em up And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut And I look like I might just give up, eh, might've mistook Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bow, I'm stabbing myself With a fucking knife in the gut, while I'm wiping my butt 'Cause I just shitted on the mic and I like getting cut I get excited at the sight of my blood, you're in a fight with a nut 'Cause I'mma fight 'til I die or win, biting the dust, it'll just make me angrier Wait, let me remind you of what got me this far, picture me quitting Now draw a circle around it and put a line through it, slut It's survival of what? This is survival of the fittest This is do or die This is the winner takes it all So take it all, a-all, a-all, a-all So take it all, a-all, a-all, a-all So get your ideas, stack your ammo But don't come unless you come to battle, now mount up, jump in the saddle This is it, it's what you eat, sleep, piss and shit Live, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this Refuse to quit, fuse is lit, can't defuse the wick If I don't do this music shit, I'll lose my shit Ain't got shit to lose, it's the moment of truth It's all I know how to do as soon as I get thrown in a booth, I spit But my respect is overdue, I'm showing you the flow no one do 'Cause I don't own no diploma for school, I quit So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I know no other trade So you'd better trade your fucking mics in for some tool-box-es 'Cause you'll never take my pride from me, it'll have to be pried from me So pull out your pliers and your screwdrivers But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to buh-lieve Cause this is something that I must use to succeed And if you don't like me then fuck you Self-esteem must be fucking shooting through the-roof cause trust me My skin is too thick and bullet proof to touch me I can see why the fuck I disgust you I must be allergic to failure, 'cause everytime I come close to it I just sneeze but I just go atchoo then A-chieve This is survival of the fittest This is do or die This is the winner takes it all So take it all, a-all, a-all, a-all So take it all, a-all, a-all, a-all
Tell me where to go, tell me what to do I'll be right there for you Tell me what to say, no matter if it's true I'll say it all for you I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling Why am I so differently wired? Am I a martian? What kind of twisted experiment am I involved in Because I don't belong in this world That's why I'm scoffing at authority, defying often Flying off at the handle with my mom, no dad So I'm non complying at home, at school I'm just shy and awkward And no I don't need no goddamn psychologist Trynna diagnose why I have all these underlying problems Thinking he can try and solve them I'm outside chalking up drawings on the sidewalk And in the front drive talking to myself Either that or inside hidin' off in the corner somewhere quiet Trying not to be noticed because I'm crying and sobbing I had a bad day at school so I ain't talking Some cocksucker shoved me into a fucking locker And he said that I eyeballed him And if you fall, I'll get you there I'll be your savior from All the wars that are fought Inside your world Please have faith in my words 'Cause this is my legacy, legacy, here This is my legacy, legacy, air There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling Why am I so differently wired in my nogging? 'Cause sporadic as my thoughts come, it's mind boggling 'Cause I obsess on everything and my mind is small shit Bothers me but now my father, he said sayonara and then split But I don't give a shit I'm fine as long as There's batteries in my Walkman nothing is the matter with me Shit look at the bright side at least I ain't walking I bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartment Complex on a ten speed which I've acquired parts that I Found in the garbage, a frame and put tires on it Headphones on, straight ahead and kids tryin to start shit But if this is all there is for me life offers Why bother even try and put up a fight, it's nonsense But I think a light bulb just lit up in my conscience What about those rhymes I've been jottin' They are kinda giving me confidence Instead of tryina escape through my comics, Why don't I just blast a little something like Onyx To put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs that Say what I wanna say to the kid that said that I eyeballed him Grab hold of my balls like that's right fight's on bitch Who would've knew from the moment I turned the mic on I could be iconic, and my conquest is Is word to Phife Dawg from a Tribe Called Quest This is my legacy, legacy, air This is my legacy, legacy, air There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling Now I think the fact that I'm differently wired's awesome 'Cause if I wasn't I wouldn't be able to work Words like this and connect lines like crosswords And use my enemy's words as strength To try and draw from, and get inspired off em 'Cause all my life I was told and taught I am not shit By you wack fucking giant sacks of lying dog shit Now you shut up bitch, I am talking Thought I was full of horseshit and now You fucking worship the ground in which I am walking Me against the world so what? I'm Brian Dawkins Versus the whole 0 and 16 Lions offense So bring on the Giants Falcons and Miami Dolphins It's the body bag game bitch I'm supplying coffins 'Cause you dicks, butt kiss, a bunch of Brian Baldingers You gon die a ball licker I've been diabolical With this dialogue since 99 Rawkus You don't respect the legacy I leave behind y'all can Suck a dick, the day you beat me pigs'll fly out my ass And a flying saucer full of Italian sausage The most high exalting and I ain't halting Till I die of exhaustion inhale my exhaust fumes The best part about me is I am not you I am me, I'm a fire marshall and this is my Legacy, legacy, air This is my legacy, legacy, air There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy
Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain An asshole, that role I think I succeeded fulfillin' But don't think I ever stopped To think that I was speakin' to children Everything was happenin' so fast It was like I blinked—sold three million Then it all went blank, all I remember is feelin' ridiculous 'Cause I was gettin' sick of this feelin' Like I'm always under attack, man I could have stacked my shit list to the ceilin' Women dishin' but really thinkin' "If anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like this I would kill him." Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite when I'm rippin' shit But since when did this many people ever give a shit What I had to say? It's just my opinion If it contradicts how I'm livin', put a dick in your rear end That's why every time you mentioned a lyric I thanked you for it, for drawin' more attention toward it 'Cause it gave me an enormous platform I'm flattered you thought I was that important But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect And battled for it, mad awards, had GLAAD annoyed Atta-boy, they told me to slow down, I'd just zone out Good luck tryin' to convince a blonde It's like tellin' Gwen Stefani she sold out 'Cause I was tryna leave no doubt In anyone's mind, one day I'd go down in history Think they know now because everybody knows Everybody knows That you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go People wanna go home, everyone knows Everybody knows So don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide You are just an asshole Everyone knows, everyone knows Thanks for the support, asshole! *scratch* Thanks for the support, asshole! Quit actin' salty! I was countin' on you to count me out Ask Asher Roth when he roundabout Dissed me to shout me out Thought I was history, well goddamn, honky That compliment's like backhandin' a donkey Good way to get your ass socked in the mouth Nah, I'm off him But what the fuck's all this trash-talkin' about? The fight was fixed, I'm back and you can't stop me You knocked me down, I went down for the count I fell, but the fans caught me, and now You're gonna have to beat the fuckin' pants off me To take my belt—word to Pacquiao Momma said there ain't nothin' else to talk about Better go in that ring and knock 'em out Or you better not come out It's poetry in motion Like Freddie Roach when he's quotin' Shakespeare So what if insults are revoltin'? Even Helen Keller knows life stinks You think it's a joke 'til you're bullet-riddled But you should give little shit what I think This whole world is a mess Gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest And a Glock just to go watch Batman Who needs to test a testicles? Not that man Half of you don't got the guts, intestinal blockage Rest of you got lap bands Stuck to this motto 'fore they put bath salts And all those water bottles in Colorado, so get lost, Waldo My soul's escapin' through this asshole that is gapin' A black hole and I'm swallowin' this track whole Better pack toilet paper, but I'm takin' no crap, ho Here I go down the Bat Pole And I'm changin' back into that old maniac In fact, there they go tryna dip out the back door retreatin' 'Cause everybody knows Everybody knows That you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go People wanna go home, everyone knows Everybody knows So don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide You are just an asshole Everyone knows, everyone knows Holy mackerel! I'm the biggest jerk on the planet Earth I smacked a girl off the mechanical bull at a tractor pull For thinkin' we had some magnetic pull Then screamed, "ICP in this bitch! How do fuckin' magnets work?" 'Cause you're attractive, but we ain't attractable Hate to be dramatical, but I'm not romantical I'm makin' up words so you can understandable, it's tragical Thinkin' some magical shit's gonna happen, that ain't practical You crackin' a joke, it's laughable 'Cause me and love's like a bad combination I keep them feelings locked in a vault So it's safe to say I'm uncrackable My heart is truly guarded, full body armor Bitch, you just need a helmet 'Cause if you think you're special, you're retarded Thinkin' you're one of a kind like you got some platinum vagina You're a train wreck, I got a one-track mind Shorty, you're fine, but you sort of remind me of a 49er 'Cause you been a gold digger since you was a minor Been tryna hunt me down like a dog 'Cause you're on my ass but you can't get a cent 'Cause all of my spare time is spent On my nose in this binder, so don't bother tryin' Only women that I love are my daughters But sometimes I rhyme and it sounds like I forget I'm a father And I push it farther So, Father, forgive me if I forget to draw the line It's apparent I shouldn't have been a parent I'll never grow up, so to hell with your parents And motherfuck father time It ain't never gonna stop, a pessimist Who transformed to an optimist in his prime So even if I'm half-dead, I'm half-alive Poured my half-empty glass in a cup Now my cup has runneth over And I'm 'bout to set it on you like a mothafuckin' coaster I'm goin' back to what got me here Yeah, cocky, and can't knock bein' rude off, so fear not, my dear And dry up your teardrops, I'm here White America's mirror, so don't feel awkward or weird If you stare at me and see yourself because you're one too Shouldn't be a shock, because everybody knows Everybody knows That you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go People wanna go home, everyone knows Everybody knows So don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide You are just an asshole Everyone knows, everyone knows
Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back That's why my pen needs a pad, 'cause my rhymes on the ra-aag Just like I did with addiction, I'm 'bout to kick it Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket But quick to get impaled when I tell 'em "stick it" So sick I'm looking pale, well that's my pigment 'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shoutout to Kendrick Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch! The art of the MCin' mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch! Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch! (Kick your shoes off) (Let your hair down and) (Go berzerk) All night long (Grow your beard out) (Just weird out and) (Go berzerk) All night long We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'till the AM So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go Let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (go berzerk), move your body Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it? Khakis pressed, Nike shoes, crispy and fresh laced So I guess it ain't That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint So if love is a chess game, check mate But girl, your body's bangin', jump me in, dang, bang-bang Yes, siree Bob, I was thinking the same thang So come get on this Kid's rock, baw-wit-da-baw, dang dang Pow-p-p-p-pow chica pow chica wow, wow Got your gal blowin' up a val-v-v-v-val-valve Ain't slowin' down, throw in the towel-t-t-towel-towel Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh huh, how how Least I know that I don't know Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid? Hope so, now ho... (Kick your shoes off) (Let your hair down and) (Go berzerk) All night long (Grow your beard out) (Just weird out and) (Go berzerk) All night long We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's gonna mayhem 'till the AM So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go Let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody, (go berzerk), move your body Everybody... And they say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo With the ugly Kardashian. Lamar, oh sorry, yo We done both set the bar low Far as hard drugs are though that's the past But I done did enough codeine to knock future into tomorrow And girl, I ain't got no money to borrow But I am tryin' to find a way to get you a-loan (car note) Oh! Marshall mathers shit head with a potty mouth Get the bar of soap lathered Kangol's and Carheartless Cargos Girl you're fixin' to get your heart broke Don't be absurd, ma'am, you birdbrain baby I ain't called anybody baby since birdman Unless you're a swallow Word, Rick, word man. You heard but don't get discouraged Girl, this is your jam, unless you got toe jam (Kick your shoes off) (Let your hair down and) (Go berzerk) All night long (Grow your beard out) (Just weird out and) (Go berzerk) All night long We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's gonna mayhem 'till the AM So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go Let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (go berzerk), move your body We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's gonna mayhem 'till the AM So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go Let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (go berzerk), move your body
Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes) Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances You are just what the doctor ordered I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with) This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac', backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackity-yack And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad It's actually disastrously bad For the wack, while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce 'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the Earth like an asteroid, did nothin' but shoot for the moon since (pew) Mc's get taken to school with this music 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme Now I lead a new school full of students Me? I'm a product of Rakim Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position To meet Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames Only hall of fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame on the wall of (shame) You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'? Little gay lookin' boy So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy You witnessin' a mass-occur Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy "Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy? I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy I'ma work for everything I have Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy 'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod, this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off then I'm reloadin' immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin' But I got your mom deep-throatin' I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothin' in common, poodle I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil It's me, my honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though For good at least once in a while So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle Enough rhymes to maybe to try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine You get too big, and here they come tryin' to Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One When I tried to say, "I'll take seven kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine" See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm Morphin' into an immortal comin' through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows You write normal? Fuck being normal And I just bought a new ray-gun from the future Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while he played piano Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day "Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you" Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad) Uh, sama lama duma lama, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you, I'm superhuman? Innovative and I'm made of rubber So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitating Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music Oh, he's too mainstream Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it It's not hip-hop, it's pop, 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm rippin' any one of these verses diverse as you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you can sacrifice virgins too? Uh School flunkie, pill junkie But look at the accolades the skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky but funky But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women-hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women, how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake him for (Satan) It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas And take a vacation to trip a broad And make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a God?
Poor Eminem has a full line of chainsaws Eminem, Eminem, Eminem, Eminem Eminem, Eminem Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper Eminem Who can say for sure? Perhaps a frontal lobotomy would be the answer If science can operate on his distorted brain and put it to good use Society will reap a great benefit I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of tourette's Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Can't take the stress I make a mess as the day progresses Angry and take it out on the neighbours hedges Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches with these hedge trimming scisors with razor edges Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess and make the best of this situation, I guess 'Cause I feel like a little bitch's, predicaments, despicable I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous I look like a freaking wuss, a pussy This kid just took my stick of liquorice and threw my sticker books in a picker bush I wanna kick his toosh, but I was six and shook This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious hook He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's using your head Mama always said "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" A brain you'd be dangerous (Mama could be wrong) Mama, I'ma grow a name and be famous And I'mma be a pain in the anus (Mama could be wrong) I'mma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness (Mama always said) "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Fast forward some years later: a teenager This is a fun, sweet! I just got jumped twice in one week, it's complete It's usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished They've stomped me into the mud for what reason, you stomped me But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be down and be upbeat When you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life Chance to make it or succeed 'cause you're doomed from the start It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street But if I had just kept my head up my ass I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance Locked in my room, yeah but I got some plans mama These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, I can't stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, school, this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that Threw my first punch, end of story Still in my skulls a vacant, empty void Been using it more as a bin for storage Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't 'Cause I'd probably be dahmer 'Cause mama always said "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" A brain you'd be dangerous (Mama could be wrong) Mama, I'ma grow a name and be famous And I'mma be a pain in the anus (Mama could be wrong) I'mma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness (Mama always said) "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Now my mom goes "womp, womp, womp" 'Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb I was on a bottom of the pile getting stomped But somehow, I came out on top I told you one day, I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out cold Now everywhere I go, they scream out "Go!" I'm 'bout to clean house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just household Outsold the sell outs, freak the hell out Middle America, hear them yell out They were so scared, and those kids Just about, belted out, whatever spout that it fell out Of my smart alleck mouth, it was so weird Inappropriate, so be it, I don't see it Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, till then Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow beards It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers Till emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah You motherfuckin' - insert insult here - Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it And boy they did flock, can't believe this little hick locked This Hip-Hop shit in his pocket and still the shit got that white trash traffic and gridlock Shit happened like a six blocks from a Kid Rock Insane Clown Posse concert in mid Oc-tober And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog 'Cause I turn into the unabomber Mama always said "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" A brain you'd be dangerous (Mama could be wrong) Mama, I'ma grow a name and be famous And I'mma be a pain in the anus (Mama could be wrong) I'mma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness (Mama always said) "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid fuck Neither is ain't
You used to say that I'd never be Nothing without you and I believe I'm shot in the lungs, I gasp, I can't breathe Just lay here with me, baby, hold me please And I'd beg and I'd plead, drop to knees And I'd cry and I'd scream, "Baby, please don't leave" Snatch the keys from your hand I would squeeze and you'd laugh And you'd tease, you're just f- with me And you must hate me Why do you date me if you say I make you sick? And you've had enough of me I smother you, I'm 'bout to jump off the edge But you won't break me You'll just make me stronger than I was Before I met you, I bet you I'll be just fine without you And if I stumble, I won't crumble I'll get back up and uhhh I'ma still be humble when I scream, "F- you" 'Cause I'm stronger than I was A beautiful face is all that you had 'Cause on the inside you're ugly and mad But you're all that I love I grasp, you can't leave Please stay here with me, baby, hold me please And I'd beg and I'd plead, drop to knees And I'd cry and I'd scream, "Baby, please don't leave" But you left and you took everything I had left And left nothing, nothing for me So please don't wake me from this dream, baby We're still together in my head And you're still in love with me 'Til I woke up to discover that that dream was dead But you won't break me You'll just make me stronger than I was Before I met you, I bet you I'll be just fine without you And if I stumble, I won't crumble I'll get back up and uhhh I'ma still be humble when I scream, "F- you" 'Cause I'm stronger than I was You walked out, I almost died It was almost a homicide that you caused 'cause I was so traumatized Felt like I was in for a long bus ride I'd rather die than you not be by my side Can't count how many times I vomited, cried Go to my room, turn the radio on and hide Thought we were Bonnie and Clyde, nah On the inside you were Jekyll and Hyde, I Felt like my whole relationship with you was a lie It was you and I, why did I think it was ride or die? 'Cause if you could've took my life you would've It's like you put a knife to my chest and pushed it right through to the Other side of my back and stuck a spike, too, should've Put up more of a fight but I couldn't at the time No one could hurt me like you could've Take you back now, what's the likelihood of that? Bite me, b-, chew on a nineteen footer 'Cause this morning I finally stood up Held my chin up, finally showed a sign of life in me for the First time since you left and left me with nothing but shattered dreams And a life we could've had and we could've been But I'm breaking out of this slump I'm in Pulling myself out of the dumps once again I'm getting up once and for all, f- this sh- I'ma be late for the pity party But you're never gonna beat me to the punch again Took it on the chin like a champ so don't lump me in with them chump-ions I'm done being your punching bag It was the November 31st today, would've been our anniversary Two years, but you left on the first of May I wrote it on the calendar Was gonna call, but couldn't think of the words to say But it came to me just now, so I put 'em in a verse to lay And I thank you (uh) 'cause you made me (uh) A better person than I was But I hate you (uh) 'cause you drained me (uh) I gave you all, you gave me none But if you blame me (uh), you're crazy (uh) And after all that's said and done I'm still angry, yeah, I may be I may never trust someone But you won't break me You'll just make me stronger than I was Before I met you, I bet you I'll be just fine without you And if I stumble, I won't crumble I'll get back up and uhhh I'ma still be humble when I scream, "F- you" 'Cause I'm stronger than I was
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey Wanted to receive attention for my music Wanted to be left alone, public excuse me Been wanting my cake, I need it too, wanting it both ways Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated When I blew seep it was confusing 'Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam Ooh, hit the lottery, oh wee With what I gave up to get was bittersweet It was like winning a huge meet Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink I'm beginning to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep Going cucko and cuckier as Kool Keith But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy Well, that's nothing Well, that's nothing Now I ain't much of a poet, but I know somebody once told me to seize the moment And don't squander it, 'cause you never know when it could all be over Tomorrow so I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from (Yeah, ponder it, Do you wonder there's no wonder you're losing your mind the way You're brought up?) I think you've been wandering off down yonder and stumbled upon Jeff VanVonderen 'Cause I needed an intervention in this to intervene between me and this monster And save me from myself and all this conflict 'Cause the very things that I love is killing me and I can't conquer it My OCD is conking me in the head Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking I'm just relaying what the voice of my head saying Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy Well, that's nothing Well, that's nothing Call me crazy, but I had this vision One day that I'd walk amongst you regular civilians But until then drums get killed I'm coming straight at MCs, blood get spilled and I take it back To the days that I get on a Dre track Give every kid who got played at Pumped the villian and shit that say back To the kids who played 'em I ain't here to save the fucking children But if one kid out of a hundred million Who are going through a struggle feels and relates that's great It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that Straw in the gold chump I will spend Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack Maybe I need a straightjacket, face facts I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that It's nothing, I'm still friends with the I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy Well, that's nothing Well, that's nothing
I own a mansion But live in a house A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch I'm Mr. Brightside Glass is half full But my tank's half empty Gasket just blew This always happens Thirty minutes from home Gotta lay a log cabin Only option I have is McDonald's bathroom In a public stall droppin' a football So every time someone walks in the john, I get Madden "Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crappin' And you're askin' for my goddamn autograph on a napkin? Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue Yeah, hand me that, on second thought, I'd be glad then "Thanks, dawg! Name's Todd, a big fan" I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad, threw it back and Told him, "Todd, you're the shit" When's all of this crap end? Can't pump my gas without causin' an accident Pump my gas, cut my grass I can't take out the fuckin' trash without Someone passin' through my sub, harassin' I'd count my blessin's, but I suck at math I'd rather wallow then bask, sufferin' from succotash But the antacid Gives my stomach gas When I mix my corn with my fuckin' mash Potato, so what, ho, kiss my country bumpkin ass Missouri southern roots What the fuck is upper-class? Call lunch dinner, call dinner supper Tupperware in a covered plastic wear up the ass Stuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is that? B-Boy to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn ass Maybe that's why I feel so strange Got it all, but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me going This is the inspiration I need I can never turn my back on a city that made me And (life's been good to me so far) They call me classless, I heard that I second and third that Don't know what the fuck I'd be doin' if it weren't rap Probably be a giant turd-sack But I blew, never turned back Turned forty and still sag Teenagers act more fuckin' mature, Jack Fuck you gonna say to me? I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm goin' berserk My nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work has I get to meet famous people Look at her, dag Her nylons are ran, her skirt's snagged And I heard she drag-races *burp* swag Tuck in my Hanes shirt tag You're Danica Patrick (Yeah?) word, skag We'd be the perfect match 'Cause you're a vacuum I'm a dirtbag My apologies No disrespect to technology But what the heck is all of these buttons? You expect me to sit here and learn that? Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda? Be an expert at computers? I'd rather be an Encyclopedia Britannica Hell with PlayStation I'm still on my first man on some Zelda Nintendo, bitch! Run, jump, punch, stab and I melt the Mozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on bread Make a sandwich with Welch's and belch They say this spray butter's bad for my health, but I think there's more white trash from the trailer Jed Clampett, Redd Sanford, and welfare Mentality helps to Keep me grounded That's why I never take full advantage of wealth, I Managed to dwell within these parameters Still crammin' the shelves full of Hamburger Helper I can't even help it This is the hand I was dealt, a Creature of habit Feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelter With all these pet peeves Goddammit to hell I can't stand All these kids With their camera cellphones I can't go anywhere I get so mad I could yell, the Other day, someone got all elaborate And stuck a head from a fuckin' dead cat in my mailbox Went to Burger King They spit on my onion rings I think my karma's catchin' up with me Maybe that's why I feel so strange Got it all, but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me going This is the inspiration I need I can never turn my back on a city that made me And (life's been good to me so far) Got friends on Facebook All over the world Not sure what that means They tell me it's good So I'm artist of the decade I even got a plaque I'd hang it up, but The frame is all cracked I'm tryna be low-key Hopefully nobody notices me In produce, hunched over, giant nosebleed, ogre Style as I mosey over to the frozen aisle By the frozen yogurt this guy approached me Embarrassed, I just did Comerica With Hova, the show's over I'm hidin' in Kroger buyin' groceries He just had front row seats Told me to sign this poster, then insults me "Wow, up close, didn't know you had crow's feet!" I'm at a crossroad, lost, still shoppin' at Costco Sloppy Joe's, bulk waffles Got caught pickin' my nose, ah! Look over, see these two hot hoes Finger's still up in one of my nostrils Right next to 'em Stuck at the light The fuckin' shit's takin' forever to change, It's stuck These bitches are lovin' it, rubbin' it in, chucklin' Couldn't do nothin', play it off "What you bumpin'? Trunk Muzik?" "Yelawolf's better," fuckin' bitch They want me to flip at the label But I won't succumb to it The pressure, they want me to follow up with another one After Recovery was so highly coveted But what good is a fuckin' recovery if I fumble it? 'Cause I'ma drop the ball if I don't get a grip Hoppin' out shrubbery on you sons of bitches Wrong subdivision to fuck with, bitch Quit snappin' fuckin' pictures of my kids I love my city, but you push me to my limit, what a pity The shit I complain about It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky, and it's rainin' out Kool-Aid stain on the couch I'll never get it out Bitch, I got an elevator in my house Ants and a mouse, I'm livin' the dream Maybe that's why I feel so strange Got it all, but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me going This is the inspiration I need I can never turn my back on a city that made me And (life's been good to me so far)
Something's burnin', I can't figure out what (out what) It's either lust or a cloud of dust Judgement is clouded, must Just be the powder from the power of (love) But I'm in something I don't know how to get out of Left my girl in the house alone Is that my soon to be spouse's moan? And the further I walk, the louder Pause for a minute to make certain that's what I heard 'Cause after all, this is her place So I give her the benefit of the doubt I Think I might be about to bust her, bust her The thought's scary, yo, though and it hurts, brace! Hope it ain't, here we go, yo 'Cause my head already goes to worst case scenario Though in the first place But you confirmed my low end theory though Should've known when I made it all the way to third base And that was only the first date Could've made it to home plate But you slid straight for the dome and dove face First, no you don't understand I don't do this for anyone, ever Yeah, that ain't what they all say I'll say, you can suck a softball through a straw Used to be my fiancé 'Til you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye LeBron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e Polow Tha Don, Dre, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame Guess I'm gettin' my g-god dang Jigga on, eh? 'Cause your name, I'm beyond sayin' But fuck it, I'm movin' on, you women are all cray But I'll probably always keep on playin' Game of love, love, love, love La-la-la-la-la love She doesn't love me No, she don't love me no more She hates my company Guess she don't love me no more I tried to get her up out of my head Left my bags at the door She screamed she loved me like she never did before And I told her, "Go where you wanna Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care" And I told her, "Go where you wanna Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care!" I told that bitch "I'm a sucker for love, you a sucker for dick" Suckin' dick in your mama tub Then your granny walked in Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water He drowned, like an abortion They booked you for manslaughter You beat the case and I called ya "Sherane is not available now, leave a message at the tone And Kendrick, don't forget to buy two pair of those Expensive heels, you little fuckin' Ferris wheel Fuckin' spinnin' on me fuck you think We gon' get married still? Fuckin' Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale Fairy godmama better tell you how I fuckin' feel Like you should fuckin' beat it Or fuckin' eat it while I'm on my period Now have a blessed day" Bitch, you serious? I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious Why you ain't fuckin' with me You cut me deep as Cesarean You know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman After the Dillinger hit him diligently and killin' him His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem That's analogy and metaphor for you I should win a medal for all the ways I adore you This is me talkin' cordial, yeah, I got some home training That ain't what you like, ain't it? What about if I was as famous as Marshall? Would you give fellatio in the carpool? Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle Singin', "I hope she's good enough Meanwhile, you're chasin' her" Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her Pity the fool and pity the fool in me I'ma live with the Game of love, love, love, love La-la-la-la-la love She doesn't love me No, she don't love me no more She hates my company Guess she don't love me no more I tried to get her up out of my head Left my bags at the door She screamed she loved me Like she never did before And I told her, "Go where you wanna Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care" And I told her, "Go where you wanna Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care" So needless to say I'm feelin' betrayed Snatch my house key off her key chain She jumps off Wee-Bey from The Wire's dick Now she's chasin' me with a cheese grater Here goes that broken record cliché It's all my fault anyway, she's turnin' the tables I'm a beat-break She treats my face like Serato She cuts and scratches like a DJ Each day is an Instant Replay They say what we display is symptomatic of addict behavior Back together, but forgot today was her B-day She cut me off on the freeway Simple misunderstanding But just as I went to slam on the brakes That's when I realized that she may be crazy as me, wait Bitch cut my fuckin' brake line Stepped on them fuckers eight times Still goin' 73, thank God there's an exit comin' up What the mother-F-U-C-K's wrong with her? Hit the off ramp 'til I coasted to a goshdamn halt Hit a fuckin' tree, now here she comes at full speed She's racin' at me, okay, you wanna fuck with me, eh? Snatch that bitch out her car through the window She screamin', I body slam her on the cement Until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole Buried the stink hoe in it, then paid to have the street repaved (The fuck?) Woke up in a dream state In a cold sweat like I got hit with a freeze ray during a heat wave Guess I eventually caved though 'Cause she's layin' next to me in bed Directly aimin' a gat at my head! Woke up again and jumped up Like, "Fuck it, I've had it, I'm checkin' into rehab" I confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingy Every girl I've ever had either says I got too much baggage Or I'm too fuckin' dramatic Man, what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fuckin' romantic I fuckin' love you, you fuckin' bitch! Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex I actually set off a chain reaction of tragic events I said, "Hit the road," then after she left I sent that bitch a text that said, "Be careful driving Don't read this and have an accident" She glanced to look at it and wrecked Too bad, thought we had a connect No sense dwelling makes Never been a more compelling case Than the model covered in L'Oréal and mace Who fell from grace 11 stories for storytellin' While the whore was yellin', rape! 'Til her vocal cords were swellin' And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spellings' face Still they swarm the gates of my fancy estates To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace 'Less you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date though You're late, well, the sentiment's great But wait, think there's been a mistake You wanted an intimate date, I wanna intimidate I have infinite hate in my blood It's mainly 'cause of the game of... Wait, dinner at eight? I have infinite hate in my blood It's mainly 'cause of the Game of love, love, love, love La-la-la-la-la love
Mom, I know I let you down And though you say the days are happy Why is the power off and I'm fucked up? And, mom, I know he's not around But don't you place the blame on me As you pour yourself another drink, yeah I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far I went in headfirst, never thinkin' about who, what I said hurt In what verse, my mom probably got it the worst The brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far? "Cleanin' Out My Closet" and all them other songs But regardless, I don't hate you 'cause, Ma You're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my Ma Though far be it from you to be calm Our house was Vietnam, Desert Storm And both of us put together could form an atomic bomb Equivalent to chemical warfare And forever we could drag this on and on But agree to disagree, that gift for me Up under the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me You're kickin' me out? It's 15 degrees And it's Christmas Eve, "Little prick, just leave" Ma, let me grab my fucking coat Anything to have each other's goats Why we always at each other's throats? Especially when Dad, he fucked us both We're in the same fuckin' boat You'd think that'd make us close (nope) Further away it drove us, but together, headlights shine And a car full of belongings, still got a ways to go Back to grandma's house, it's straight up the road And I was the man of the house, the oldest So my shoulders carried the weight of the load Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old And that's when I realized you were sick And it wasn't fixable or changeable And to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though, but I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far 'Cause to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though 'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grandbabies grow But I'm sorry, momma, for "Cleanin' Out My Closet" At the time I was angry, rightfully? Maybe so Never meant that far to take it though 'Cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not makin' jokes That song I no longer play at shows And I cringe every time it's on the radio And I think of Nathan being placed in a home And all the medicine you fed us and How I just wanted you to taste your own But now the medication's takin' over And your mental state's deterioratin' slow And I'm way too old to cry, the shit is painful though But, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours But I love you, Debbie Mathers Oh, what a tangled web we have 'cause One thing I never asked was Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was Fuck it, I guess he had trouble keepin' up with every address But I'da flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus Owned a collection of maps And followed my kids to the edge of the atlas If someone ever moved 'em from me That you coulda bet your asses If I had to come down the chimney, dressed as Santa, kidnap 'em And although one has only met their grandma once You pulled up in our drive one night As we were leavin' to get some hamburgers Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness Come over me as we pulled off to go our separate paths and I saw your headlights as I looked back And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to Thank you for being my mom and my dad So, mom, please accept this as a Tribute, I wrote this on the jet, I guess I had to Get this off my chest, I hope I get the chance to Lay it 'fore I'm dead, the stewardess said to fasten My seatbelt, I guess we're crashin' So, if I'm not dreamin', I hope you get this message that I will always love you from afar, 'cause you're my mom I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far I want a new life (start over) One without a cause (clean slate) So I'm coming home tonight (yeah) Well, no matter what the cost And if the plane goes down Or if the crew can't wake me up Well, just know that I'm alright I was not afraid to die Oh, even if there's songs to sing Well, my children will carry me Just know that I'm alright I was not afraid to die Because I put my faith in my little girls So I'll never say goodbye cruel world Just know that I'm alright I am not afraid to die I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far I want a new life
Yeah, trying to figure out the difference But I think I think the lines are starting to get blurred I'm in a strange place I feel like Ma$e when he gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grimming every stranger in the place while I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his face I need a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em 'Cause that's where most of my anger is baste Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes I'm frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack I'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is I'm strapped for battles sucka Duck, crawl out the back, it's a bar fight Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools Flying through the air and bottles breaking, mirrors also And I ain't stopping till the swear jar's full "You done called every woman a slut" "But you're forgetting Sarah, Marshall" (Palin!) Oh, my bad... Slut And next time I show to in court I'll be naked and just wear a lawsuit Judge be like "That's sharp, how much did that motherfucker cost you?" "Smart-ass, you're lucky I don't tear it off you" "And jump your bones, you sexy motherfucker" "You're so fucking gravy, Marshall I should start calling you au jus" "Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo" Evil twin, take this beat now, it's all you I believe people can change, but only for the worse I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse So satanic, K-Mart chains panic 'Cause they can't even spin back the curse words Cause they're worse when they're reversed, motherfucker (Rape your mother, kill your parents) And these kids are like parrots, they run Around the house just like terrorists Screaming, "fuck, shit, fuck" adult with a childish-like arrogance Wild ever since the day I came out I was like, merits Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearing From thr first album even the gals were like "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes" But my fucking mouth was nightmare-ish And from the start of it you felt like you were part of this and opposition felt the opposite Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums often as I can and skim through all them bitches To make sure I keep up with my competition Hogger of beats, hoarder of rhymes Borderline genius who's bored of his lines And that sort of defines Where I'm at And the way I feel now, feel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies There's darkness closing in, there it goes again It controls my pen, but that ain't me, it's my evil twin But he's just a friend, who pops up now and again So don't blame me, just blame him, it's my evil twin Welcome back to the land of the living, my friend You have slept for quite some time So who's left, Lady Gaga? Mess with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than strep with the fever Get the Cloriseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's, feel like I'm burning to death but I'm freezing Bed ridden and destined never to leave the Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heath-uh- Ledger, my suicide notes, barely legible read the Bottom, it's signed by the Joker, Lorena said I never can leave her She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her Fuck that shit, bitch! Give up my dick for pussy? I'd be Jerry Mathers, I ever left it to Beaver Get them titties cut off trying to mess with a cleaver Golly-wally, I vent, heat register, Jesus Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden, it was definitely my Destiny when on the steps, I met DeShaun At Osborn, I'd never make it to sophomore I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors Flip burgers and wash dishes, while I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em Cause I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em They were sleeping, I made 'em stop snorin' Made them break out the popcorn Now I've been hip-hop in it's tip-top form Since N.W.A was blaring through my car windows leaning on the horn Screaming "Fuck the police" like cop porn Flipped rap on its ear Like I dropped corn Fuck top five, bitch, I'm top four And that includes Biggie and Pac, whore And I got an Evil Twin, so who the fuck do you think that third and that fourth spot's for? And crazy as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants a plain Eminem? But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that (evil grin) (Evil twin) please come in, what was your name again? Hi! Faggot Look who's back with a crab up his ass Like a lobster crawled up there Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of hair And you're all aware I don't got it all upstairs Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's so small up there Peace to Whitney, jeez, just hit me That I should call the Looney Police to come get me 'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth, I wish someone finally admit me To a mental hospital with Britney Oh! LMFAO Oh, no way, Jo- Se Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ no Hooray, I'm off the like Casey Anthony, hey ho Hey-ho! I sound like I'm trying to sing the fucking chorus to "Hip Hop Hooray", no I'm hollering you got bottom-end like an 8-0- 8 and I 'base' whether we're fucking off that instead of your face, so Let your low end raise, yo Tango, what you think, ho? Slow dancing or bowling? You trying to hold hands with your homie? What, you think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely? Change that tune, you ain't got a remote chance to control me Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a boner Superman try to fuck me over, it won't hurt Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work So are you, but you're broke cause you don't work But all bullshit aside, I hit a stride Still Shady inside, hair every bit as dyed As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my skittish side And blamed it on him when they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same, bitch
I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus I walk on water But only when it freezes (fuck) Why are expectations so high? Is it the bar I set? My arms, I stretch, but I can't reach A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp, but as Soon as I grab, squeeze I lose my grip like the flying trapeze Into the dark I plummet, now the sky's blackening I know the mark's high, butter– Flies rip apart my stomach Knowin' that no matter what bars I come with You're gonna harp, gripe, and That's a hard Vicodin to swallow, so I scrap these As pressure increases like khakis I feel the ice cracking, because— I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus (It's the curse of the— it's the curse of the—) I walk on water (Shit) But only when it freezes It's the curse of the standard That the first of the Mathers discs set Always in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet Will this step just be another misstep To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect I've garnered? The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark 'Til I go sit in the car, listen and pick it apart Like, "This shit is garbage!" God's given me all this, still I feel no different regardless Kids look to me as a god, this is retarded If only they knew, it's a facade and it's exhaustive And I try not to listen to nonsense But if you bitches are tryin' to strip me of my confidence Mission accomplished I'm not God-sent, Nas, Rakim, 'Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith And I'm not Prince, so... I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus I walk on water (It's true, I'm a Rubik's— it's true—) But only when it freezes (It's true—) 'Cause I'm only human, just like you Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do 'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh It's true, I'm a Rubik's—a beautiful mess At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest A flawed human, I guess But I'm doin' my best to not ruin your ex– Pectations and meet 'em, but first The "Speedom" verse, now Big Sean He's goin' too fast, is he gonna shout or curse out his mom? There was a time I had the world by the balls, eatin' out my palm Every album song I was spazzin' the fuck out on And now I'm gettin' clowned and frowned on But the only one who's looking down on Me that matters now's DeShaun Am I lucky to be around this long? Begs the question though Especially after the methadone As yesterday fades and the Dresden home Is burnt to the ground and all that's left of my house is lawn The crowds are gone And it's time to wash out the blonde Sales decline, the curtain's drawn They're closin' the set, I'm still pokin' my head from out behind And everyone who has doubt, remind Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand times Now let 'em tell ya the world no longer cares Or gives a fuck about your rhymes And as I grow outta site, outta mind, I might go outta mine 'Cause how do I ever let this mic go without a fight When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine? But when I do fall from these heights though, I'll be fine I won't pout or cry or spiral down or whine But I'll decide if it's my final bow this time around, 'cause— I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus I walk on water But only when it freezes 'Cause I'm only human, just like you I've been making my mistakes, oh if you only knew I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do 'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh If I walked on water, I would drown 'Cause I'm just a man But as long as I got a mic, I'm godlike So me and you are not alike Bitch, I wrote "Stan"
And I started from the bottom Like a snowman, ground-up Like round chuck, and still put hands on you Stayin' wound up is how I spend time (get it?) Sucker free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pen rhymes I just got that air about me like wind chimes (yeah) Another day in the life (uh) Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah) Now my community's gated and I Made it and my neighbors say hi (say hi) I'm givin' 'em pounds, I'm upscale now Guess it means I'm way in the sky (way in the sky) But I still remember the days of Minimum wage for general labor Welfare recipient since a minor Look how government assistance has made ya! Adversity, if at first you don't succeed Put your temper to more use 'Cause bein' broke's a poor excuse That should only give you more fuel Show 'em why you're you So close, God, it's like I almost got it But close only counts in time bombs and horseshoes So I Unabomb shit, tick, tick, tick, no remorse, pew Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I blew up on quick That's why they call me firecracker I grew up on WIC, wick, wick, wick, with a short fuse I got some important news to report to Anyone who thought I was done: nah bitch, not quite Spotlight's back on, got my faith, where's yours? Do you still believe in me? Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see? I'll never forget if you turn your back on me now And walk out, I will never let you live it down I'll never quit, do you still believe in me? Man, I know sometimes These thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me they're just ink blots I just fling 'em like slingshots and so precise So you might wanna think it over twice (yeah) Or you retards can roll the dice But beef will at least cost you your career 'Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced But this middle finger's free as a bird Nuke warhead at birth, hugest forehead on Earth Too short for the verse, studied his formula, learned How to incorporate a curse Point it towards corporate America Stick a fork in and turn 'Cause four-letter words are more better heard The world force-fed a turd to me, you're getting yours But sometimes I overdo it, but I just get so into it I was there consolin' you when no one knew it When your situation showed no improvement I was that door, you walked over to it I'm the light at the end of tunnel So people are always lookin' to me as they're goin' through it When that tunnel vision is unclear Shit becomes too much to bear Since "Cleanin' Out My Closet" When I was havin' trouble with the snare I'm that unrealistic prayer answered And I'ma get you jacked up like you're tryna fix a flat, uh When you struggle with despair That double-fisted, bare-knuckles coupled with this pair Of nuts I'm cuppin', I am your fuckin' switch, nothin' can compare Do you still believe in me? Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see? I'll never forget if you turn your back on me now And walk out, I will never let you live it down I'll never quit, do you still believe in me? Started from the bottom like a snowman Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that But my battery's low, I'ma need a boost to my pack And I know that I always got Proof at my back I called you "Proof" because I knew for a fact My ace in the hole, homie, I'm callin' on you 'Cause I think I'm slowly startin' to lose faith in it, so Give me that inkling and mo- 'Tivation to go, Hussein with the flow Fake fans left you two-faced at the show Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul Layin' vocals two days in a row True statement, hate to go down this road But there's only one route to cross this bridge So I walk in this bitch with loose change 'Cause all my dues paid, but this booth's takin' its toll But it's never too late to start a new beginnin' That goes for you too, so what the fuck you gon' do? Use the tools you're given! Or you're gon' use the cards you're dealt As an excuse for you to not do shit with 'em? I used to play the loser/victim 'Til I saw the way Proof was driven I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets Fanny packs, hourglasses If time was on my side, I'd still have none to waste Man, in my younger days That dream was so much fun to chase It's like I'd run in place While this shit dangled in front of my face But how do you keep up the pace And the hunger pangs once you've won the race? When that dual exhaust is coolin' off 'Cause you don't got nothin' left to prove at all 'Cause you done already hit 'em with the coup de grâce Still you feel the need to go full tilt That Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true skill When that wheel's loose, I won't lose will Do you still believe?
Instinctive nature to bring the anguish (yeah) To the English language With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper This rap shit got me travelin' place to place You barely leave your house 'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, it's stationary Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out (write it out) Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat Hook it inside your mouth, go, hruh That's what it's like when the mic is out 'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it 'Til your larynx and neck are split With these lyrics, weapons, expert with Like hair extensions, extra clips And you're scared to effin' death of it Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped And hoodie black, should be strapped To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch Finger so high in the air, I'll bet your senses flip Like a barometric pressure switch Carin' less who I offend with this I'm at your neck like Pez dispense Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch! I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do? My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew Yeah, uh (haha), and still conjoined at The hip with hop, still on point and poignant Skilled as Floyd is In this field, and still no filter, boy I'll put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy You still ain't in the buildin', boy I will destroy shit, even as I build it Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it (Like what?) Like a real thin joint it (What?) Comes on Quilted Northern (And what?) In a built-in toilet (Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (woof) I wouldn't heal with ointment Way I'm kickin' these fairies tails Should write a children's storybook (yeah, yeah, yeah) Million voices in my head But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment (Off what?) Off the feel of going in (Like?) Like your bitch when she gives me brain Like she thinks I'm dumb Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come 'Til I feel anointed She makes iller noises When she's with me, must be from the Windy City Pretty apparent, she's a MILF when blowin' me 'Cause I conned her into Rippin' the condom in two (woo!) Dick is a bargainin' tool Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude I go there, you wouldn't Well, I still have a few views in common with you Just not YouTube, 'cause I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch!) You're a has-been That has been the case since back when You last went and threw your hat in the race You've been trash (bitch!) Stick your raps in the trash bin Or end up in my next rhyme You're a fuckboy, so next time It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (yeah!) Now watch me set it like correct time All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I Clock rejects into the next life Talking reckless, but it's just my Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride Why you hitching at night? I put an end to your life, sex crime Kidding aside, insidious vibe Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes But all you're getting is bribed Any old lie to try to get you inside Then we gon' end up spending the night And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up Binds up, cuts, slices her twice? But the muff diver must just like it rough Fuck right in her vagina, blood Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh (Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee! No diss there, just notice there Are no similarities that we share Besides the fact we breathe air Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried The hatchet and patched it up Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do? My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
Hands up, officer don't shoot Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot We may never understand each other, it's no use We ain't ever gonna grasp what each other goes through Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you Pull up on the side of you Window rolled down, profile Then we wonder why we see this side of you Probably comin' from the dope house We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do? I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin' No matter how many lives you ruin It's for the red, white and blue Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two No one's ever indicted you Why? 'Cause you're a... White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a big rockstar Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that Balderdash, where'd you get the chip on your shoulder at? Why you kicking that soda can? Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and Throw your ass in the van cuffed You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands And put our minds more at ease Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities That's what we call 'em pigsties for They're like eyesores to police Talk to you like just a piece of trash Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in To the '60s, having black skin is risky 'Cause this keeps happening Throughout history African-Americans have been treated like shit And I admit There have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a... White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a big rockstar Seems like the average lifespan of a white man Is more than twice than a black life span I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord Ninja, now it's better disguised banter But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially And can't find answers We're applying, but McDonald's Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire So how can we have higher standards? As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter We fight back with violence but acts like that are Black eyes on the movement Which makes black lives madder At cops and cops madder That's why it's at a stalemate Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot Call the attack dogs off of us, man You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns And know nobody black so they act afraid of us And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em A subconscious racist Wait, why are there black neighborhoods? 'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area Separated us, Section-Eight'd us When we tear it ups, the only time attention's paid to us And education sucks, and every day's another Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz Why is it they treat us like dryer lint? We just want a safe environment for our kids But can't escape the sirens Don't take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in The poverty that we face so the crime rate's the highest in The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence And we're trapped in these racial biases That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise Every time we see a devil's face Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my- It's more like billy clubs and gats And we really love it when you think we're guilty 'cause we're black "But you kill each other, facts You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats" Single mother strugglin' through substance abuse While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes Fuck your Republican views Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots? And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black You better be strapped with a derringer Or be "capped in America" like Steve Rogers 'Cause no one oversees these cops and All we see is 'em beat charges We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance If you try to slander the flag but Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum If you don't stand for the national anthem We raise it, you better praise it Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield Home of the brave is still racist 'ville So this whole nation feels like a plantation field In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals that had its Natives killed Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel To a piece of cloth that represents the "Land of the Free" That made people slaves to build
I've been a liar, been a thief Been a lover, been a cheat All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna cause is pain Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain So let the river run He's comin' home with his neck scratched, to catch flack Sweat jackets and dress slacks, mismatched On his breath's Jack, he's a sex addict And she just wants to exact revenge and get back It's a chess match, she's on his back like a jet-pack She's kept track of all his Internet chats And guess who just happens to be movin' on to the next Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks 'Cause she loves danger, psychopath And you don't fuck with no man's girl, even I know that But she's devised some plan to stab him in the back Knife in hand, says their relationship's hangin' by a strand So she's been on the web lately Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy, to spite her man And I know she's using me to try to play him, I don't care Hi Suzanne, but I shoulda said "Bye Suzanne" After the first night, but tonight I am I've been a liar, been a thief Been a lover, been a cheat All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain So let the river run One-night stand, turned to a two-night stand It was "come sunlight, scram," now we hug tight, and... He found out, now she feels deserted and used 'Cause he left, so what? He did it first to her too Now how am I supposed to tell this girl that we're through? It's hard to find the words, I'm aloof, nervous, and Sue Don't want this to hurt, but what you deserve is the truth Don't take it personal, I just can't say this in person to you So I revert to the studio, like hole-in-the-wall diners Don't have to be reserved in a booth I just feel like the person who I'm turning into's Irreversible, I preyed on you like it's church at the pew And now that I got you I don't want you Took advantage in my thirst to pursue Why do I do this dirt that I do? Get on my soapbox and preach, my sermon and speech Detergent and bleach is burnin' the wound 'Cause now with her in the womb We can't bring her in this world, shoulda knew To use protection 'fore I bit into your forbidden fruit Fuck! I've been a liar, been a thief Been a lover, been a cheat All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain So let the river run My name's (ooh), my name's (ooh) River (ooh), river run Call me (ooh), call me (ooh) River (ooh), we'll let the river run Always the bridesmaid, never "The bride, hey!" Fuck can I say? If life was a highway And deceit was an enclave, I'd be swerving in five lanes Speeds at a high rate, like I'm slidin' on ice, maybe That's why I may have came at you sideways I can't keep my lies straight But I made you terminate my baby This love triangle left us in a wreck, tangled What else can I say? It was fun for a while Bet I really woulda loved your smile Didn't really wanna abort, but fuck it What's one more lie, to tell our unborn child? I've been a liar, been a thief Been a lover, been a cheat All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me Well, little one (I'm sorry) I don't want to admit to something (I fucked up) If all it's gonna cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain So let the river run
Yeah Damn girl Do I drive you crazy? You make me crazy too You make me do things, I normally wouldn't do You make me feel things, that I never felt You gotta be the real thing 'cause you remind me of myself
I bust in, devilish grin, disgustin' Asshole, freckled cheeks and a butt chin Calling all party animals, get on the floor When I pop up on some Whack-A-Mole shit In search of a chick who stacked them so thick And implants are so big She can hang me up on that rack, big ol' tits Like Anna Nicole Smith Bodies bananas and sass to go wit' I spot you at first glance and go, "Shit" You wearin' those pants that don't fit That butt won't ever give up That's why you stick it out no matter what (huh) 'Cause you got an ass that won't quit So, get on the horn, my saxophone Grab hold of my instrument, get a grasp, and blow You just laugh and go, "Heehee" 'Cause you're just as nasty so that's appropriate That's why I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah me) I said I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me, nasty (yeah, me) You know, I'm wearin' a new shirt tonight too, yo With me on it I'm lookin' at your tight rear like a sightseer Your booty is heavy duty, like diarrhea The plan's to bring you to my house You're drinkin' Jack and Beam I'm thinking soon as trampolines so we should bounce But you're out of your tube-top If you're thinking that 'mi casa es su casa' Yeah, you're a cute fox Perfect ten so back that up like a moonwalk Girl, you're smoking like Snoop Dogg But you must be Token if you think you're taking over my quarters There goes the diamonds and the jukebox Two shots, of blue hypnotic and soon I'll Turn this pool hall to a bar room brawl So hit scratch on the break like the cue ball Turn the volume all the way up on your boombox And excuse the locker room talk, I'm just too raw But apparently, so are you, ma 'Cause you just kicked me in the balls and told me to screw off And that's why I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah me) I said I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me, nasty (yeah, me) Said can I take you home, where we can be alone Shawty, you the shit Girl, I ordered you to sit I know you're probably feeling me more than you admit Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink From the bottom to the top, floor to ceiling You ain't run of the mill, you're one in a million 'Cause real tits are still fun But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones So come and spend the night with the guy most are terrified of But tonight, curiosity overrides ya Besides you're fire Like a stunter pistol Crystal and slides huns, tonight I'm your pilot 'Cause you should be up in the sky, girl, you're so fucking fly You belong in the mile high club So come on baby, the night's young Don't string me along, I'm heartstrung We might wind it up, unbound like we're trying for the Cy Young Fuckin' 'fore we get to the house, screwin' our brains out Like changing a lightbulb That's why I like ya, 'cause I'm crazy just like ya Now every time I get brain, you screw mine up I barely can think straight, your head game is a mindfuck So ready, set, aim, and fire Yes babe, I'm fallin' in likeness kinda, but- I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah me) I said I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me, nasty
I've drowned in high from the ashes Now I can't recall your laughter The smoke of everything go grasp At ends of what's left over And the lights in every broken Blown-out window screaming, laughing I hope to feel it coursing out This is our revival
Yeah, shout to everybody Who's been on this trip with me You don't have to, agree But if you feel like me Someone get this Aryan a sheet Time to bury him, so tell him to prepare to get impeached Everybody on your feet This is where terrorism and heroism meet, square off in the street This chump barely even sleeps All he does is watch Fox News like a parrot and repeats While he looks like a canary with a beak Why you think he banned transgenders from the military with a tweet? He's tryin' to divide us This shit's like a cult, but like Johnny he'll only unite us 'Cause nothin' inside us drives us like this fight does Similar to when two cars collide 'cause Our spirit's crushed, and this spot's a tight one But here the jaws of life come To pull us from the wreckage, that's what we get pride from When we can't wear stars and stripes 'cause This type of pickle that we're in is hard to deal But there's always tomorrow still If we start from scratch like a scab, get the scars to heal And band together for Charlottesville And for Heather, fallen heroes, fill this wall with murals Nevada get up, hit the damn resetter Let's start from zero, this is our renewal Spray tan, get rid of, get a brand new, better America, and here's to where it all And here's to where we all began, all began (stand up!) Here's to the land that made me And made me who I am, who I am (hands up!) Here's to the land that raised me This one for the only place that really knows me From the cracks in the road that drove me There's no place like home Didn't wanna piss your base off, did ya? Can't denounce the Klan, 'cause they play golf with ya You stay on Twitter, way to get your hate off Nazi, I do not see a way y'all differ And all you got are race cards, bigot The swastika with your name carved in it Should be your trademark, 'cause hate's all you played off And you just lick the plate off So I guess it pays to feed off of chaos So basically, you ate off Hitler! But you ain't ruinin' our country, punk Or takin' our pride from us, you won't define us 'Cause like a dictionary, things are lookin' up So much, got a sprained neck, know we would rise up Against this train wreck and take a stand Even if it means sittin' when they raise the flag To sing "The Star-Spangled Banner" This man just praised a statue of General Lee 'Cause he generally hates the black people, degrades hispanics Take it back to the Shady national convention Wish I woulda spit on it before I went to shake his hand At the event or maybe had the wherewithal To know that he was gonna try to tear apart Our sacred land we cherish and stand for So, hands in the air, let's hear it for The start of a brand new America Without him and be proud of where we're from And here's to where we all And here's to where we all began, all began (stand up!) Here's to the land that made me And made me who I am, who I am (hands up!) Here's to the land that raised me This one for the only place that really knows me From the cracks in the road that drove me There's no place like home I won't give up I won't give up on my home, that so many died for You already know that I won't give up I won't give up on my home, that so many died for You already know There's no place like home, no place like home Wherever I go, no place like home No place like home, no place like home Wherever I go (yeah) And here's to where we all began, all began (stand up!) Here's to the land that made me And made me who I am, who I am (hands up!) Here's to the land that raised me This one for the only place that really knows me From the cracks in the road that drove me There's no place like home
We never saw it from each other's sides Or eye to eye Just eye for eye, lie for lie, fight or flight So much baggage, need a luggage rack But we carry on with our public spats and our feuds Oh, back in the news Love taps when I diss you Like it was fun Actually used to run Back to the booth Jump back in the studio Give you a tongue Lashing then you Laughed at a stomach tat with the tomb Stoning was funny, back in our youth But then it wasn't after we knew That we were done and actually through (and actually through) But if there's one fraction of truth If it could be spun back I would do so many things different 'Cause it was such a dumbass excuse You hit me once And that I would use to continue the pattern of abuse Why did I punch back? Girls your dad is a scumbag I'm confused because How come, you can be a lord and a loser How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father? Good dad, but a bad husband Why are you a good father? A great dad, but a bad husband Who woulda beat our love with a writer's block Just a line that's hot, that I forgot We laughed a little, cried a lot I'll never forget when you came home and you held Hailie Day before you went to jail and daily How we would wait for that mail lady Or by the phone, for mom to call And I watch you pull yourself up And we decided on giving it one more try despite it all You're my lightning rod When my sky gets dark I'm your shiny rocks In that tiny box When we tied the knot When we broke the knot Every line we crossed We were supposed to not Every time we fought Being souls that got Thrown too far Words that we said that we didn't mean The words that we meant that we didn't say The ones that we thought that should've said Letters written that we could've read Which maybe would've lead to some good instead And had this put to bed But I'd be lying still if I said I wasn't sitting here asking myself How come you can be a lord and a loser How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father? A good dad, but a bad husband Why are you a good father? A great dad, but a bad husband (Dad) (you said) Forever be a hero in my eyes In my eyes But there's always another side to a good father A great dad, but a bad husband We brought out the worst in each other Someone had to make the sparring end 'Cause I loved you but I hated that me And I don't wanna see that side again But I'm sorry Kim More than you could ever comprehend Leaving you was fucking harder than Sawing off a fucking body limb Once upon a time where all we had Maybe that was what drew us to each other It was true love shit, we never knew was possible We might have loved each other too much And maybe that's what made us do what we did to each other All the screw-ups 'Cause you always thought that you was more in love with me And I was thinking I was more in love than you was For all the times that we thought it worked 'Til we saw how wrong we were When the dust settles now And all the dirt If I touch the rawest nerve All I want is for us not to hurt And it's been an exhaustive search to find the words But I just heard Mockingbird And got the urge to jot me some verses and thoughts The purpose was not to stir up open wounds I've caused a few And so have you Or argue who's fault it was Partly yours, partly mine But really no ones This is so tough I'm getting choked up Oh fuck it, we both suck We broke up, got back together We both thought we had forever Not bad people, just bad together We were so nuts Backstab each other Another blow struck But there's no ducking this blow 'Cause it's over And it's closure I'm not so sure how to close this I just don't know how some people can be so Good at one thing and so fucked at another, shit It's no wonder How come you can be a lord and a loser How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father? A good dad, but a bad husband Why are you a good father? A great dad, but a bad husband (Dad) (You said) Forever be a hero in my eyes I reply But there's always another side to a good father A great dad, but a bad husband
I'm stumbling, I can't see straight And it's my fault, I got this way I got my hands on something great And found a way to mess it all up I did my best, I tried to change But it's just in my DNA I got my hands on something great And found a way to fuck it up again Now I'm the one thing you couldn't hate more But you're the one thing that I would die for All my life, I was told, I was never nothin' special I don't need to be reminded of it every other second 'Specially when all my self-esteem's already shot to hell I'm fallin' helplessly I'm embarrased, I don't want no one else to see 'Cause I feel like I'm a piece of shit every time she yells at me Selfishly addicted Definitely doesn't help That she makes me feel like I've died and gone to heaven But makes life a livin' hell for me She does that thing with her lip, now she's meltin' me I'm putty in her palms, I'm wrapped around her finger A yo-yo on a string, she lets me sit there and just dangle Until something better comes along And she'll just drop me like a hot potato I look like I'm in pain, but I'm okay though 'Cause I know she loves me; My friends, what do they know? It's like I'm drowning at sea Hoping that you reach for me I know you're there, but I can't see 'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings I'm dying to breathe And all you do is strangle me Such a beautiful relief 'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings Drunk off tragic endings In my moments of weakness I openly admit the shit I wouldn't normally I'm extremely self-conscious and enormously insecure And she uses it to torture when she torments me It only turns to ammunition for her in this war When she gets goin' she don't stop, when I'm up she's like a downer When I found her it was love at first encounter Plus, somehow she musta took the carton of eggs off the counter Cracked them and placed all the shells on the ground for me to walk on When I'm around her But there's just somethin' about her That makes me not able to function without her How can I get out of it when I don't know how to? I'm a doubter, I'm a pessimist, make a believer out of me And show me the way now or stay the fuck out of my cloud of rain 'Cause I'm going straight down the drain, I'm drowning It's like I'm drowning at sea Hoping that you reach for me I know you're there, but I can't see 'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings I'm dying to breathe And all you do is strangle me Such a beautiful relief 'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings Drunk off tragic endings Now I'm the one thing you couldn't hate more But you're the one thing that I would die for It took a while for me to get it, but I think I've figured it out She don't want me, she just don't wanna see me with someone else The idea of seein' me happy destroys her in itself To see me fallin' to pieces brings her joy, brings her hell But it annoys her to see me get this straight, then say "screw her!" I threw up on myself, I'm dumb sick, I'm addicted to her She's tryna block the door, so here's how I do her Since I'm manure, she's a sewer And this time this piece of shit's runnin' through her I can see the light, now I'm runnin' to it What the fuck? Shoulda knew it Who would think she'd actually have the balls to do it? As soon as I hopped in it, she doused the car with lighter fluid She's standin' there with a rag, 'bout to put the lighter to it Lit the fuckin' thing on fire, then she threw it It's like I'm drowning at sea Hoping that you reach for me I know you're there, but I can't see 'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings I'm dying to breathe And all you do is strangle me Such a beautiful relief 'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings Drunk off tragic endings
Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales" (Biatch!) Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals But when murdering females Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail If you get scratched because your DNA'll Be all up under her fingernails Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears Three personalities burstin' out of me, please beware Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly I said, "I'm here to do sink repairs" Chop her up, put her body parts In front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there But hey man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain How come your shirt is so bloody? There's a missing person, so what? He's got nothin' to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was wrong Think I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on Donald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car? Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve it Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent upon me Plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde Girl, that motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pond Second murder with no recollection of it Collectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper Cut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably 'Cause the disassembled body Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly I'm wanted for questioning Them son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me But hey man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain How come your shirt is so bloody? There's a missing person, so what? He's got nothin' to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed Still on the loose, they Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommate With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase Just escaped from the state pen For effin' eight women who hate men Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked When I break in your basement Under your baby's blanket, I lay in, wait adjacent Facin' the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacent Blatant sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems Left on your pillow in hopes, that when you get home You'll get the hint, ho I'm in your window But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder scene In a verse and be charged with first degree 'Cause it just happened to match up perfectly With the massacre or the Burger King burglary No, officer, you see I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain How come your shirt is so bloody? There's a missing person, so what? He's got nothin' to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed
Ashes blowin' in the air Our world's on fire, but we don't care, yeah Wasted youth, always on the road Never lookin' back and we're never gettin' old 'Cause the skies are black But our heart's made of gold Fuck doin' what you're told We're goin' nowhere fast I feel sorry for this beat, sympathy pains for this track This road is takin' me back Down memory lane with this rap I can still look out in this crowd, be wowed and be taken aback I'm simply stating a fact I had Wembley Stadium packed But now we're on a path headed to nowhere and fast Another terrorist attacks Like a tariff, blows half of Madison Square up, alas We perish in the blast But that isn't scaring us, we pass Nowhere we're fearless, 'cause we're just Ashes blowin' in the air Our world's on fire, but we don't care, yeah (We don't give a... no, no) Wasted youth, always on the road Never lookin' back and we're never gettin' old 'Cause the skies are black But our heart's made of gold (golden) Fuck doin' what you're told (what we're told) We're goin' nowhere fast 'Cause we're goin' no, goin' no Goin' no, goin' no Goin no, goin' nowhere We're on the run of our lives Goin' nowhere fast Fuck doin' what you're told, act like a two-year old Shit is soon to go kaboom and blow Anyways; for MC's it's a funeral When I'm devisin' this rhyme 'Cause I'm awake and you're mourning That's why I rise and I shine Like a new day has dawned on me Gusto, guts, bravado Nuts and plus I kick up dust and cuss a lot I musta got you in somewhat of a debacle 'Cause some stuff that's awful Really don't mean nothin' although There's a lot of shit I said in jest that's tough to swallow But if at times my heart it seems Like it's in the wrong place, it's probably 'cause it's on my sleeve Keanu Reeves speed of life, avoid or veer Or just steer toward it, we're only lookin' forward But where we're goin', we have no idea Nowhere to go, but hysterical, it's gettin' warm in here I set the world on fire, was born to be an arsonist Just one spark and it's lit But I'ma still get dark on this shit Told you I'd leave my mark on this bitch—war machine But you forced me in a corner I'm sure to have somethin' for your rear And in the course of the assault as torture gets more severe Go to war with me, you'll end up blew to Timbuktu I send at you a ten-ton nuke like Kim Jong-Un And end up ruinin' your career But when all is said and done And at the end of my run I'll just rewind clocks, forever young Make time stop, will I ever fall off? That day will never come 'Til the pine box, bitch, fuck you! I'm better than I ever was 'Til the bomb drops, hope it never does But I'm not gonna sweat it 'cause This world's screwed, it's already fucked And I'm on top, so everyone's just Ashes blowin' in the air (so we're...) Our world's on fire, but we don't care, yeah (We don't give a... no, no) Wasted youth, always on the road Never lookin' back and we're never gettin' old 'Cause the skies are black But our heart's made of gold (golden) Fuck doin' what you're told (what we're told) We're goin' nowhere fast 'Cause we're goin' no, goin' no Goin' no, goin' no Goin' no, goin' nowhere We're on the run of our lives Goin' nowhere fast You can't tell us nothin' Hard-headed and we're stubborn So, one ear and out the other when we're young, we're young (We're on the run of our lives) Who knows what the future for us could hold Another shooter? Uh oh (We're on the run of our lives) No more tomorrows, we're done And all we are is Ashes blowin' in the air (so we're...) Our world's on fire, but we don't care (don't care, yeah) (We don't give a... no, no) Wasted youth, always on the road Never lookin' back and we're never gettin' old 'Cause the skies are black But our heart's made of gold (golden) Fuck doin' what you're told (what we're told) We're goin' nowhere fast 'Cause we're goin' no, goin' no Goin' no, goin' no Goin' no, goin' nowhere We're on the run of our lives Goin' nowhere fast
You wanna take it from the top? Lady, you remind me of my raps on that Relapse shit 'Cause you got an ass thick as them accents Two ass-cheek implants, call that an asset 'Cause you could set a glass on it, it's massive From the first time I saw you, I actually Said to myself: "I gotta meet her" like a taxi Exactly, love affair in the backseat Sorry if I'm being graphic But I'm stiff as a statue, you sat on a shelf I feel like I'ma bust, maybe I'm just ahead of myself Let me slow down, slow your Camaro I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna jump your bones to the marrow Got me under your control and your spell Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem, in fact About the only thing I agree on with Donald is that So when I put this palm on your cat Don't snap, it's supposed to get grabbed Why do you think they call it a snatch? I just wanna climb in the sack I'ma keep it a hundred like my speedometer's at I'm watchin' you rap, I'm the dude followin' back About six cars, I'm in the 'lac, and I wanna fack All day, all day, all night You ask, I'll stay the night With you, you say you're fire Me too, you're burning up I want it All day, all night You feel, my heat (fire) Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel My heat Hate to inconvenience you at the convenience store But them jeans you wore are like I've never seen before I pretend I work there while I clean the floor Checkin' you out like the clerk while he rings you up Pull out behind you when you're leavin' And you don't even know it (word, yo Rick, man) She's brushin' her hair, adjustin' her mirror She's rappin' my shit, but she wasn't aware I was there, or maybe she was and just didn't care Who knows? At least that ain't up in the air for some to see So like a chick who thinks her coochie don't stink If she ain't plannin' to do shit this summer's eve Maybe she wants to keep me company But fuck the Pepé Le Pew shit "Ain't steppin' to you, bitch," I say to myself Plus she's bumpin' my music, ain't chasin' no tail like a skunk in heat I could sweat her to some degree But fuck it, I'm the male, let her come to me (Could you repeat that again?) Letter, come to me, mail, sweater, heat, some degree, fail Fuck it, pull up beside her Sideswipe her Dodge Viper, wood is so bright I ask does she want a computer lodged in her vagina Said my dick is an apple, she said put it inside her I said All day, all day, all night You ask, I stay the night With you, you say you're fire Me too, you're burning up I want it All day, all night You feel, my heat (fire) Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel My heat Black out, come to, hands covered in blood Motherfuckin' gloves and a shovel stuck in the mud I just bodied the beat, so that hole musta been dug 'Cause it just died like food coloring (duh) So let's get turnt like a shish kabab Twist it, ma, like an air-conditioning knob We'd be great together Don't care if it takes forever If I gotta wait, I guess it's better late than never You felt my heat rubbin' off on ya I love your personality, come on, little mama You're hot enough to melt Rick's beat, come jump in the water I bet you get your self-esteem from your persona With an ass to match, girl, your Body is lit, you're striking, I'm a gas, girl, you're Just gonna have to put them other chumps on the back burner You got buns, I got Asperger's Just let me rest my head between that set of D's While I shred MC's like cheddar cheese That's just the thoroughbred in me, ain't a better breed My dog thinks so too, look at my pedigree Ma, the world is what I think of you I think you're divine, so I might swing on you I'm just kiddin', girl, I wouldn't lift a finger or two Unless it's the middle one to finger you All day, all day, all night You ask, I stay the night With you, you say you're fire Me too, you're burning up I want it Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel My heat On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin' Rick's on the cut like Neosporin (girls) He's mixin' it up for me, and you're in A teddy like short for Theodore We're outtie, five thousand I wanna fuck, it's my big dick So everybody get ready fucking now
You claim if you get knocked by the cops You'll give 'em not even a statement Walk in the arraignment, shoot the bailiff Karate kick the plaintiff Gotti with the stainless I'll just call that shoddy entertainment If y'all was in the party gettin' faded On molly, had the audience sedated You wouldn't catch a body if it fainted Probably let it fall and hit the pavement But you'd be the first lobbyin' to claim it Bitch, stop bein' a lame Your hobby is in robbery and dismemberin' body limbs Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells And chainsawing them in the basement Hardly fits your job description Ain't nobody dippin' out the back of The club like, "Oh my God, he's trippin'" Only time you get the blade is probably With the dang lawn equipment, ain't it? Wouldn't take a bobby pin and wave it I need to stop bein' debated You're still copyin', Xeroxing, I'm still coppin' a feel Like Bill Cosby at will Popping a pill then spill Oxys in Jill's coffee Then send her out to the hotel lobby a lil' wobbly and still groggy This blonde fucks reprehensible misconducts, never sensible Kiss my butt, my set of principles is gone But 'til I get the President to respond My pen and pencil is a missile launcher And send it to Mitch McConnell's Just as big of a bitch as Donald Shit's on, bruh Let me sing this shit soprano While I do it pizzicato Ivanka, stiff-arm her While I'm hittin' on Melania And this song's for all ya 'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended) And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended) You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse (I hope you offended) 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my turds These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery Goin' ham at candy yam on nanny cam I'm gettin' handys with the sanny, Xannys in the Caddy armrest I'm imagining objects, so I'm batting cobwebs From a daddy longleg In Hamtramck got the panoramic camera Xanax, a banana hammock and a Santa hat I'm smellin' like a damn mechanic With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent Twice your age and I'm actin' half it Grow up? Nah Not that I know of, y'all Basement just got a frickin' overhaul, got a stripper pole installed Started rollin' all through those Klonopins like a bowlin' ball Like an overdose on twice the ratio Of Propofol and go through no withdrawal While I get fellatio and give a facial to An interracial blow-up doll of Rachel Dolezal You're so appalled (Em), so's my manager Bitch I am mature, fuck a pro career Coast is clear, but nowhere to go from here And nobody's close, so don't compare They ain't nowhere near, I'm way over here My competition can't see me 'Cause I don't own a mirror But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and gifted I'm so narcissistic, when I fart, I sniff it Do a fake dab to smell my armpits with it Your anxiety's throwin' gang signs But I made strides with these raid blinds I'm cuttin' back on women hate crimes Like Ray Rice when he FaceTimes Bang, bang, bang, bang time Dang knives're butcher than gay wives You couldn't eat citrus the same size As the blade I push into caput'cha when I Pull 'em like, sleigh rides Gotta stab a bitch at least eight times To make it on Dateline I came to stake my claim like a canine Waitin' in a buffet line So Kellyanne Conway, I'm a really bad hombre Come play, belly dance on me I've been making wedding plans all day 'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended) And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended) You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse (I hope you offended) 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my turds Eight year old with the wordplay Girl, take this pole like a survey Today wasn't my birthday But I'm caked up like a dessert tray So we're in shape 'Cause you're in a slurrin' state I'm a 10, you're an 8 Like what I do before, after, and during rape You wanna get into a pissin' contest and find out who's better? And they made a fool out of what I pulled out him R. Kelly with a full bladder Not in high school, grad, I'm not a scholar But I'm so cold that I'm droppin' out with my degrees It's the same as I got in college (zero) But nobody's hotter, you owe me my respect I owe you nada like Haloti, partner, blow me Told you I'm so dirty, homie you can throw me in some holy water With some floaties on And get the soap and try to get the Pope to hold me While you hose me off and, nope, I won't be washed You hope to God I don't explode, I gotta blow this spot up, though I got a lotta more I won't put the sugar coating on it though 'Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy's expired Rap's got you drained, dead tired, zapped You feel like a wet pile of crap But look, man, like the feds buggin' my phone, uh-huh I get why you're tapped But you gotta get your fire back Catch fire, get upset and fire back Is what I tell myself When times get bad 'Cause sometimes I might get sad But I take the same advice I had And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie, when life's a drag Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad 'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags I'm hyper, by the time you see this side of me I'm right in your ass (sodomy) Foot up it, I stood up for the kid Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school) You ain't have to have no money Or go shoppin' just to cop a fuckin' attitude Now my dough's amountin' to a mountain That's rised too high to count it Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish I had a dime for every time that I was doubted But then I think about it and I'm enraged 'Cause I just figured out that if I was paid For the time I spent to put the pen to the page It'd be minimum wage But it's embedded in my head I never hunted for the bread and butter What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of But I'm never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood I put up in the pen, and when I'm dead I wonder Will they put me on a pedestal or forget I was ever this incredible? I guess I better go harder than ever 'cause I'll never get Another mothafuckin' opportunity again To offend as many people with this I can, simply because I can 'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended) And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended) You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse (I hope you offended) 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my turds
You're drunk, the carpet is burned I hate to find you like this I always find you like this I come home and clean up your mess What would you do without that? Why do I always come back? Oh, what I wouldn't do for you! And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me Maybe you need me Maybe you need me And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me Maybe you need me Maybe you need me Some nights I want to run for the hills It's never easy with you I cannot reason with you But your smile, as rare as it comes What would I do without that? Maybe that's why I come back Oh, what I wouldn't do for you! And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me Maybe you need me Maybe you need me And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me Maybe you need me Maybe you need me Startin' to think we were made for each other But one of us in this relationship is raisin' the other You remind me of my mother We drive one another crazy as each other And we're both adults, so there's no excuse For the games that we play with each other Where you at? At a friend's? No, you ain't, mothafucker! But I give her the benefit of the doubt Whenever the doubt kicks in, shiver when I touch her 'Cause I love her so much, I'm a sucker How her bottom lip can quiver when she's in trouble She's in hot water, think I caught her cheatin' again Give her another chance? Another one after that? I'm swimmin' in that Egyptian river, 'cause I'm in denial Say I don't eat shit, but I got a shit-eatin' grin when I smile Makin' an excuse for us to act it out She's just actin' out with her inner child Then I set the truth on fire 'cause I'd rather believe a lie Then I breathe a sigh of relief, I don't believe in Goin' to bed mad, I keep on tryin' to make a bad girl good But haven't I stood by you in good times? And bad? I'm startin' to feel like your goddamn dad 'Cause I literally feel like you could die ever should I Leave you for good so never would I It'd be all bad, never understood why they call it goodbye But I think I'm a pretty damn good guy And you're a good person too I can save you, I can make you change But I keep puttin' my fuckin' foot in my mouth Every time I gotta come and bail you out When you get in trouble that you get yourself in I'm in trouble, but I can't leave, I'd sell you out I could never turn my fuckin' back on you, what is that? I'm co-dependent, I'm just now noticin' it But somehow it's like every time I'm about to go to end it I ain't got the cojones to do it, nor the heart Our apartment's tore apart You're usin' my heart for a dartboard But God must've aligned stars for us 'Cause somebody paired us up And they say He ain't capable of makin' a mistake But this one's perfect 'Cause I'm (startin' to think that maybe you need me) Maybe you need me Maybe you need me And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me Maybe you need me Maybe you need me
In your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh I'm packin' up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fit And I'm just drivin' as far as I can get Away from these problems 'til all of my sorrows I forget What's tomorrow like? 'Cause tonight I'm startin' life again Get to the corner and stop, fuck am I goin'? Besides psycho when I fantasize startin' my whole life over Yeah right, oh and I might go and Get hypnotized so I don't even recognize no one I try to look alive but there's nothin' like holdin' your head up high When you're dead inside and I just hide, so in Case you're wonderin' why are my insides showin' 'Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine so I'm Pickin' them up and stuffin' them back Fuck it, I've done enough in this rap shit Recovery brought me nothin' but back To right where I was and perhaps This coulda been my victory lap, if I wasn't on the verge of relapse What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh It seems to be the reoccurring main theme The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen I went from an irate teenager to still raging As an adult, amazing, back then I put everything Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy, or angry I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it Yay me, I did it, did what? Hailie, baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty Percent of what I rapped about Maybe I shoulda did a better job at separating Shady and entertaining from real life But this fame thing is still the hardest thing to explain It's the craziest shit I ever seen And back then it was like I ain't even Bothered taking into consideration You one day being older and may hear me say things I didn't (A) mean and (B) just ain't me Okay, so ladies and gentlemen Let's strip away everything and see the main reason that I Feel like a lame piece of shit, I sound cranky and bitter Complain, beef, and bicker 'bout the same things 'Cause when I look at me, I don't see what they see I feel ashamed, greedy and lately, I've been contemplating Escaping to get away and go wherever this road takes me It's making me crazy, what's in my What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're alone I wrote my chapter You'll turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll sing along This is your song I just want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do whatever December 1st, 1995, dear Hailie This is your song You'll be coming out of mommy's stomach soon I better do something quick if I'ma be able to support you I can barely support me, but as long as you're healthy That's all that matters for the time being But obviously, assuming you will be, just thinking ahead I'ma make it if it kills me Let's see how far I can take it with this music I'm getting sick of chasing this illusion Sorry for sloppy writing The pen in my hand's shaking, please excuse me Dad's a little nervous, but at the same time excited If I use this same energy while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em With the same passion and the same exact enthusiasm As I'm using in this letter maybe they can feel me as I'm Trying to build these castles out of sand, baby girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, baby girl Welcome to mom and dad's crazy world Love, daddy Maple flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and syrup I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're alone I wrote my chapter You'll turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll sing along This is your song I just want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do whatever December 1st, 1996, dear Hailie You got your momma's personality, same eyes as I got Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the same size as mine are Sorry for that, a little minor mishap But you'll grow into 'em baby I'm on the grind now I'm doing little shows, open mics, all-nighters and studios While I'm tryna keep the lights on Why does it seem like I'm so close to this dream, yet so far? I just keep steering I'm gonna turn into someone I haven't the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through You took your first steps today, you'll probably walk soon My Infinite CD flopped, too many soft tunes They're talking bad about dad, it's ticking me off too Makes me feel like I don't belong or something, ooh I think I might have just stumbled onto something new Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping it's you Open this envelope when you're older and it holds true I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're alone I wrote my chapter You'll turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll sing along This is your song I just want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do whatever December 24th, 2007, dear Hailie Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain A lot's happened in between 'em, since I rised to this fame I've said your name but always tried to hide your face This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but damn I never knew it'd be like this If I did I wouldn't have done it You ain't asked for none of this shit Now you're being punished? Things that should've been private with me and your mother is public I can't stomach, they can take this fame back, I don't want it I'll put out this last album then I'm done with it One-hundred percent finished Fed up with it, I'm hanging it up, fuck it Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know That I'm a good person, though they portray me as cold And, if things should worsen, Take this letter I wrote as a goodbye note Because your dad's at the end of his rope I'm sliding down a slippery slope Anyways sweetie, I better go, I'm getting sleepy Love dad Shit, I don't know
If I could rewind time like a tape Inside a boombox, one day for every pill or Percocet that I ate Cut down on the Valium, I'da heard everything But death is turning, so definite, wait! They got me all hooked up to some machine I love you, Bean, didn't want you to know I was struggling Feels like I'm underwater submerged like a submarine Just heard that nurse say, my liver and kidneys aren't functioning Been flirtatious with death, skirt-chasing, I guess It's arrivederci, same nurse, just heard say they're unplugging me And it's your birthday, Jade, I'm missing your birthday Baby girl, I'm sorry, I fucking hate when you hurt, Hai And sweeties, thank you for waiting to open gifts But, girls, you can just open 'em Dad ain't making it home for Christmas Wish I had the strength to just blow a kiss I go to make a fist, but I can't make one, I'm frozen stiff I yell, but nothing comes out, I'm crying inside, I shout My vocal cords won't permit me, I scream, but it's not aloud You put your arm around Mama to calm her, wow I just thought about the aisle I'll never get to walk us down Never see you graduate in your caps and gowns It's 'bout to be 2008, how's this happening now? I got so much more to do And, Proof, I'm truly sorry if I let you down, but this tore me in two The thought of no more me and you You gave me shoes, Nikes like new for me for school Doody, I'm trying, but you, you were the glue that binded So many things, time, I'd give anything to rewind it I had to walk down my halls and constantly be reminded By pictures, all on my walls and I couldn't sleep at night 'cause That image burned in my brain of you on that table Me falling across your body, not able to stand to save you God, why did you take him? I'm tryna keep his legacy alive, but I'm dying, where's Nathan? Little ladies, be brave, take care of your mother Smile pretty for pictures, always cherish each other I'll always love ya, and I'll be in the back of your memory And I know you'll never forget me Just don't get sad when remembering And, little bro, keep making me proud You better marry that girl 'cause she's faithfully down And when you're exchanging those sacred vows Just know that if I could be there, I would And should you ever see parenthood, I know you'll be good at it Oh, almost forgot to do something, thank my father too I actually learned a lot from you You taught me what not to do And, Mom, wish I'd have had the chance To have one last heart-to-heart honest and open talk with you Doody, I see you, I go to walk to you And I can feel my soul leave my body and float across the room Nurses lean over the bed, pulling tubes out Then the sheet over my head, shut the room down Girls, please don't get upset, I see them cheeks soaking and wet As you squeeze hold of my neck, so forcibly, don't wanna let Me go, pillow drenched, emotional wrecks With every second, each closer to death But suddenly I feel my heart begin to beat slow then a breath, machines go Must've guessed the cheat codes to this shit I'm trying to rewind time like a tape Find an escape, make a beeline, try and awake From this dream, I need to re-find my inner strength To remind me, even if a steep climb I must take To rewrite a mistake, I'm rewinding the tape (I don't want it!) I'll put out this last album, then I'm done with it One hundred percent finished, fed up with it I'm hanging it up, fuck it! Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know That I'm a good person, though they portray me as cold And if things should worsen, but I bet you they won't I'm pledging to throw this methadone in the toilet Shred these old letters I wrote All that old pathetic loathing, closing credits can roll I'm proud to be back I'm 'bout to, like a rematch, outdo Relapse With Recovery, Mathers LP2 Help propel me to victory laps Gas toward 'em and fast forward the past Consider the last four minutes as The song I'da sang to my daughters If I'da made it to the hospital less than 2 hours later, but I fought it And came back like a boomerang on 'em Now a new day is dawnin' I'm up, Tuesday, it's mornin', now I know
Yeah (Illa) Yo, I'm just gonna write down my first thoughts And see where this takes me 'Cause I feel like I wanna punch the world In the fuckin' face right now Yeah Let me explain just how to make greatness Straight out the gate, I'm 'bout to break it down Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no mistake, I'm 'bout To rape the alphabet, I may raise some brows If I press the issue just to get the anger out (Brrr!) Full magazine could take Staples out Savage but ain't thinkin' 'bout no bank account But bitch, I'm off the chain like Kala Brown Motherfucker, shut the fuck up when I'm talkin', lil' bitch I'm sorry, wait, what's your talent? Oh, critiquin' My talent? Oh, bitch, I don't know who the fuck y'all are To give a sub-par bar or even have an opinion or view You mention me, millions of views, attention in news I mention you, lose-lose for me, win-win for you Billions of views, your ten cents are two Skim through the music to give shit reviews To get clicks, but bitch, you just lit the fuse Don't get misconstrued, business as us' Shit-list renewed, so get shit to do Or get dissed 'cause I just don't get What the fuck half the shit is that you're listenin' to Do you have any idea how much I hate this choppy flow Everyone copies though? Prob'ly no Get this fuckin' audio out my Audi, yo, adiós I can see why people like Lil Yachty, but not me though Not even dissin', it just ain't for me All I am simply is just an emcee Maybe Stan just isn't your cup of tea (Get it?) Maybe your cup's full of syrup and lean Maybe I need to stir up shit, preferably Shake the world up if it were up to me Paul wants me to chill, y'all want me to ill I should eat a pill, probably I will Old me killed the new me, watch him bleed to death I breathe on the mirror, I don't see my breath Possibly I'm dead, I must be possessed Like an evil spell, I'm E-V-I-L (Evil, spelled) Jam a Crest Whitestrip in the tip of my dick With an ice pick, stick it in a vise grip Hang it on a spike fence, bang it with a pipe wrench While I take my ball sack and flick it like a light switch Like Vice President Mike Pence Back up on my shit in a sidekick as I lay it on a spike strip These are things that I'd rather do than hear you on a mic Since nine tenths of your rhyme is about ice and Jesus Christ, man, how many times is Someone gonna fuck on my bitch? (Fuck my side chick!) You won't ever see Em icy But as cold as I get on the M-I-C I polarize shit, so the Thames might freeze And your skull might split like I bashed you upside it Bitch, I got the club on smash like a nightstick (Yeah) Turn down for what? I ain't loud enough, nah, turn the Valium up! 'Cause I don't know how I'm gonna get your mouths to shut Now when it doesn't matter what caliber I spit at, I'll bet a hundred thousand bucks You'll turn around and just be like, man, how the fuck Sourpuss gonna get mad just 'cause his album sucks? And now he wants to take it out on us (Ooouuu) But last week, an ex-fan mailed me a copy Of The Mathers LP to tell me to study It'll help me get back to myself and she'll love me (Oooouuu) I mailed the bitch back and said if I did that I'd just be like everyone else in the fuckin' industry Especially an effing Recovery clone of me (NFing) So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, Igg' Azae' Lil Pump, Lil Xan imitate Lil Wayne I should aim at everybody in the game, pick a name I'm fed up with bein' humble And rumor is I'm hungry, I'm sure you heard rumblings I heard you wanna rumble like an empty stomach I heard your mumblin' but it's jumbled in mumbo-jumbo The era that I'm from will pummel you, that's what it's comin' to What the fuck you're gonna do when you run into it? I'm gonna crumble you and I'll take a number two And dump on you, if you ain't Joyner If you ain't Kendrick or Cole or Sean, then you're a goner I'm 'bout to bring it to anyone in this bitch who want it I guess when you walk into BK you expect a Whopper You can order a Quarter Pounder when you go to McDonald's But if you're lookin' to get a porterhouse you better go get Revival But y'all are actin' like I tried to serve you up a slider Maybe the vocals shoulda been auto-tuned And you woulda bought it But sayin' I no longer got it 'Cause you missed a line and never caught it 'Cause it went over your head Because you're too stupid to get it 'Cause you're mentally retarded But pretend to be the smartest With your expertise and knowledge But you'll never be an artist And I'm harder on myself Than you could ever be regardless What I'll never be is flawless, all I'll ever be is honest Even when I'm gone they're gonna say I brought it Even when I hit my forties like a fuckin' alcoholic With a bottle full of malt liquor But I couldn't bottle this shit any longer The fact that I know that I'ma hit my bottom If I don't pull myself from the jaws of defeat and rise to my feet I don't see why y'all even started with me I get in beefs, my enemies die I don't cease fire 'til at least all are deceased I'm east side, never be caught slippin' Now you see why I don't sleep, not even a wink, I don't blink I don't doze off, I don't even nod to the beats I don't even close my fuckin' eyes when I sneeze Aw, man! That BET cypher was weak, it was garbage The Thing ain't even orange, oh my God, that's a reach! Shout to all my colorblind people Each and everyone of y'all, if you call a fire engine green Aquamarine, or you think water is pink Dawg, that's a date, looks like an olive to me Look, there's an apple, no, it's not, it's a peach So finger-bang, Pootie Tang Burger King, Gucci Gang, dookie, dang Charlamagne gonna hate anyway, doesn't matter what I say Give me Donkey of the Day What a way for 2018 to get underway But I'm gonna say everything that I wanna say Welcome to the slaughterhouse, bitch! (Yeah) Invite 'em in like a One A Day I'm not done (Preach!) 'Cause I feel like the beast of burden That line in the sand, was it even worth it? 'Cause the way I see people turning's Makin' it seem worthless, it's startin' to defeat the purpose I'm watchin' my fan base shrink to thirds And I was just tryin' to do the right thing, but word Has the court of public opinion reached a verdict Or still yet to be determined? 'Cause I'm determined to be me, critiqued or worshipped But if I could go back, I'd at least reword it And say I empathize with the people this evil serpent Sold the dream to that he's deserted But I think it's workin' These verses are makin' him a wee bit nervous And he's too scurred to answer me with words 'Cause he knows that he will lyrically get murdered But I know at least he's heard it 'Cause Agent Orange just sent the Secret Service To meet in person to see if I really think of hurtin' him Or ask if I'm linked to terrorists I said, only when it comes to ink and lyricists But my beef is more media journalists (Hold up, hold up, hold up) I said my beef is more meaty, a journalist Can get a mouthful of flesh And yes, I mean eatin' a penis 'Cause they been pannin' my album to death So I been givin' the media fingers Don't wanna turn this to a counseling sesh But they been puttin' me through the ringer So I ain't ironin' shit out with the press But I just took this beat to the cleaners
Motherfuckers talkin' crazy (yeah) Sayin' I should quit (yeah) I fuckin' tell them make me (bitch) Eat a fuckin' dick (yeah) I'm feelin' like the greatest (woo) On the beat who ever did it Mike Will the one who made it It's Shady on the lyrics I'm somewhat outlandish they say You say we're cut from the same cloth But I guess you fabricate, eh? You better bring more men than the Latter Day Saints Manic states, Stephen Paddock with automatic stay sprayin' At anything that may stand in they way As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay Common sense, I'm a dollar short and a day late James Holmes at the Saturday Batman matinee Must have missed my CAT scan that day (yeah!) I just threw a Tampax at Dre Trashcan, Tascam and ashtray I'm turning back to a madman, can't take Anymore but I try to get away from the anger and rage My basal ganglia's an A to the K Get your ass sprayed like bidets Breakin' your legs eight different ways, ankle to waist You chumps don't even know how to do somethin' To give goosebumps a day when you say That somethin' you wrote gave someone a lump in their throat Or you had them choked up, you'd be yankin' my chain Feelin' like I'm headed for the padded cell, the Bar for me what I rap isn't fair but Guess that's the standard I'm held to But if somethin' like that doesn't tell ya You set a mark too high when platinum sales are Looked at as a failure (yeah) Then you better take it back to The Shelter and Hamburger Helper 'Cause damn it I'm still the... Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world No lie, I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white But I'm the greatest So you sold 10 million albums, eh? (What?) Only problem is, you put out 10 million albums, eh? (Haha) Wait, what was I just about to say? Oh yeah, let me get this out the way I know there's people that are pissed about the way I mispronounced a name, "DIE ANTWOORD!" Fuck, I still can't say this shit, but how quickly they forget Who the fuck I was now Ninja try to duck my slugs You let ya girl get fucked by Muggs I'd like to give a shout to Cypress (woo!) This can't be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin' to Give you a shout, now get the fuck out my rhyme book! No more shiners, already too much time tokin' rappers I hear you talkin' shit, I'm just too big to respond to it God forbid I forget, go and jump out the window Somebody better child-proof it 'Cause if I lose it we can rewind to some old Ja Rule shit And I can remind motherfuckers how I do shit You don't got the tools I got in my toolkit (bih!) I bullshit you not, y'all fools just forgot That I'm so fuckin' awful with the thoughts And when I'm hostile and impossible to stop So you can call it a nostril 'cause it's-snot gonna ever I'll never let up on the pedal, might as well get the mop 'Cause I'm wipin' up everyone in this genre 'Cause on the mic I feel like I'm the... Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world No lie, I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white But I'm the greatest Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mention (what?) Is you're one dimension I'm a monkey wrench and I can flunk detention I love contentions, so welcome to the gun convention Muscles flexin', gotta strut like a front suspension And you just stuck the key up in the ignition And gave me enough gas to flood my engine (yeah) Psychopath, Michael's Jack's blowin' up like a raft I should slap Vlad with a ISIS flag Bet you I come back twice as bad (uh) Revival didn't go viral! Denaun and Royce tell me that I should take the high road Fuck that, I'm finna hit back 'Til I run out of gunpowder and split the scene Hold the mic similar to pistol, squeeze And I shoot from the hip when I grip them things And my lips and the clips got the cig lit like it's nicotine Trigger me and Slim gets mean (prr!) Bars are like bullets when I spit them schemes That's why I call the motherfuckers M16s (woo!) Float like a butterfly, I'm gonna sting like a bee You ain't harmin' a thing I hit a ding as hard as I'm gonna swing I'm gonna need to put my arm in a sling But like a wedding band You gotta be diamond to even climb in the ring Anomaly, I'm Muhammad Ali 'Cause I know one day I'm gonna be the... Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world No lie, I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white But I'm the greatest
Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you Fuck you too, woah! Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall Turn my back on you all and you finished Back to these bullets, it's back to the job Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin' Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin' These packs and I'm actually pumpin' Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin' You mighta went platinum but that don't mean nothin' I'm actually buzzin' this time Straight out the kitchen, I told them the oven is mine I do not fuck with you guys If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies I, run at you hard like a sumo (sumo) They say I talk like a chulo (chulo) I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo You play your cards, I reverse on you all And I might just draw four like a Uno Cállate boca mejor maricón little puto, and all of you culo They debated the level, I've been to ghetto to ghetto Looking for something I prolly could never find now Shit get real up until the beef die down In truth a nigga just really want me tied down I've been alone and I never needed nobody Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now I said ain't no love for the other side Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner) When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope (yeah) You in the wrong cab down the wrong path Nigga wrong way, wrong road Snakes in the grass, tryna slither fast I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition Fuck's the difference? I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose I been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full I just ate, lick the plate, my buffet, lucky me Fuck you think? (Woo!) I got a couple of mansions Still I don't have any manners You got a couple of ghostwriters But to these kids, it don't actually matter They're askin' me "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?" I said "I don't have any answers" 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers And actually coming from humble beginnings I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning I wish I could say "What a wonderful feeling!" We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me, the inability to pin humility Hatata batata, why don't we make a bunch of fuckin' Songs about nothin' and mumble! And fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck About the ones that were here before you that made rap, let's recap Way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks ADATs, where the G Raps and Kanes at? We need 3 Stacks ASAP, and bring Masta Ace back Because half of these rappers have brain damage All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat that would take that Feedback and aim back, I need that But I think it's inevitable They know what button to press or what lever to pull To get me the snap though (lil' bitch) And if I pay it attention I'm probably makin' it bigger But you've been takin' the dicks In the fuckin' back, ho (get it?) On the brink, any minute Got me thinkin' of finishin' everything With acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits I'm asleep at the wheel again As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent Of another beat, I'ma kill again 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again Even ketamine or methamphetamine With the minithin, it better be at least 70 to 300 milligram And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again Levels to this shit I got an elevator You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker I sound like a broken record every time I break a record Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater Motherfucker now I got a right to be this way I got spite inside my DNA But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy It's the moment y'all been waitin' for Like California wishin' rain would pour And that drought y'all have been prayin' for My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw Still the same Marshall that outlaw That they say as a writer might've fell off I'm back on that bull like the cowboy So y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how 'bout I shoot? Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice
Em, it's Paul Um, I just listened to the entire album You gotta be fucking kidding me You mean with this Christopher Reeve shit You know the guy's dead, right? And then the whole gay Stepfather incest rape thing I don't have your back on this one I can't even fucking handle it, I'm done
Yo, how do I keep (I don't know what's up with these hoes) Getting in relationships like this (I'm just sayin') Maybe it says something about me Should I look in the mirror? I just want you to be normal Why can't you bitches be normal? Always gotta be so extra Why you always need a lecture? My ex hates to talk, she's a texter Even when I'm in bed layin' right next to her Wants to get back together Said not till she gets her act together She thinks I'm bein' mean And now she starts to scream and shout She's about to let the demons out She don't want to see me with other females out I tell the bitch to beat it, take the scenic route She retaliates by tryin' to leave the house in her evening gown with her cleavage out We've been down this road too many times for me to count And all I can think is how I just want you to be normal Why can't you bitches be normal? Always gotta be so extra Like a fuckin' terrestrial Guess it comes with the territory My ex girl, she just declared war Therefore, I better prepare for it I guess bein' weird's normal And I don't know what's got a hold of me Most notably I've been zoning to Jodeci I'm totally open, hoplessly devoted So much so that I bet you she don't know that she's the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing I think of before I go to sleep Sike Hope she don't notice me goin' through her purse I know she cheats Told her she's heartless She's heartless No wonder we're partners Both got hundreds of charges Domestic disputes but we've always Swept it under the carpet Even when 911 gets the call that I slipped up and busted her jaw with A Louisville Slugger 'cause alls it Really does is make our love For each other grow stronger She won me over the second she tried to run me over Told her I'd keep a hun We all but kicked her out, called her back now she's coming over But why is she so wicked? And how the fuck did I get so twisted I picked someone that's so unlock-able and shifty We're like nitrogen and hydrogen mixed with Ignitable liquids But I'm finally seeing She's only mine for the time being That's why I keep bringing up that one time she Tried to two time me And throw it up in her face till I dry heave How could I be so naive? Should I leave or turn this entire evening To a motherfucking crime scene Maybe I'm just too ugly to compete with him You weren't supposed to agree you fucking bitch Especially when you're the one cheated first Now the argument immediately becomes heated You don't want me flip little conceded cunt Eat a monkey dick wrapped in a stuffed pita Fajita slut treat just like a drum Beat it, complete it, and once you've succeeded, repeat it! I love you but I hope you fucking die though In our business your friends like to pry so You've got 'em all under cover just like moles Hoppin' they'll come back with intel But I'm the one who's thrown into the spiral 'Cause now the roles are reversed so here I go Thinkin' I'm sly as I scroll through your iPhone Who the fuck's Milo? The guy at work who drives a hi-lo I put a tracking device on your Chrysler And follow you while you drive home But like a cyclone, I just got my disguise blown You recognize me and had Milo flip me off right out the passenger side window I hit a light pole, you skirt off and then pull up at 5am in the drive in a stretch white limo Stumble in the side door and hit me head with Milo's demo But like a drunk bum what do I know? Let's sleep on it like they did Revival I told you you're the apple of my eye so shut your pie hole Just wanna be normal Why can't you be normal? Yeah, I just wanna be normal Why can't you be normal?
Paul, yo, um So I got your message, I wish you would answer the fuckin' phone Um Turn right No, I don't plan to reply to everybody who fuckin' says something fucked up about me But I will say this, I was reading some comments last night about, like What people are fuckin' saying about Revival And, uh Yo, this Yahoo mother fucker, whatever the fuck his name is Said I, literally said I rhymed "rhymes" with "chimes" "Sucker free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pen rhymes" Like, you don't understand I'm rhyming the entire fuckin' sentence you fuckin' moron It's my fault 'cause you're fuckin' stupid But I swear to God this motherfucker lives in Michigan and I think I figured out his address And I'm on my way to his fuckin' house right now Turn left I'll hit you back later
Take me to the river Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's 2002, everything was totally new We were globally huge, watchin' sales go through the roof We wrote and we feuded, Runyon Avenue soldiers included A multitude of homies who would bounce for no good excuse We were so bulletproof—wrote, souped and soaked in our youth Thought we was runnin' shit 'til we lost the sole of our shoe The death of Doody broke us in two We were thrown for a loop, ain't none of us know what to do And at the time I was goin' through my own struggles too So I wasn't in no condition to be coachin' us through Everyone tried to go solo, really nobody blew I was hopin' they do, so I ain't have to shoulder the crew The plan was put everyone in position so that they knew How to stand on their own, and I don't wanna open up wounds I just noticed that oomph was gone when we go in the booth 'Cause the truth is, the moment that Proof died, so did the group Shoot... If I could leave this all behind I could open up my eyes and walk in a straight line Down to the river with you Help me leave this all behind I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From it I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones It was never the same, and it's bothered me since And the farther we drift apart, the more awkward it gets The more time goes by, the more life happens And we gotta be men, we got responsibilities Plus we don't say how we feel And I feel like this is what got us in the debacle we're in Been with you guys thick and thin But it's almost as if sometimes we're not even friends Which reminded me Biz, "Rockstar" was the shit Y'all coulda got you a hit without me on the shit If you woulda put D12 on it, wish I coulda did More than try talkin' you into comin' up off of it I know it wasn't my fault, but part of it probably is I think of all of the trips to BET And the rappers I wish that we woulda politicked with Maybe y'all coulda clicked and got you some features But that's water under the bridge But I'm washin' my sins in it 'til my conscience is cleansed If I could leave this all behind I could open up my eyes and walk in a straight line Down to the river with you Help me leave this all behind I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From it I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones Bacardi and Hen', never thought the party would end One minute you're bodyin' shit, but then your audience splits You can already sense the climate is startin' to shift To these kids you no longer exist Went from rainin' cats and dogs in this bitch To tiny drops, little drips And by the time your reign is over, you'll hardly be missed You start thinkin' of all the artists you dissed All the carnage you left, is this the kind of karma you get For turnin' your fuckin' back on Bizzy, Kuniva and Swift? A Freudian slip, subconsciously, I honestly wished I ain't feel so much guilt and y'all didn't harbor resentment But it's hard to pretend that y'all ain't got none I just wish I had words, but I guess there just are none for this To my partners, I can't say how sorry I am This is not how I planned for our story to end I love all of you men But I just can't be the guy everybody depends On for entire careers 'cause that's not even fair I will always be here, but that spark isn't there And I don't know how to recapture that time and that era I've tried hearkening back to, but I'm fightin' for air I'm barely chartin' myself Feels like I'm on the descent, but it was not my intent To treat y'all like a stepping stone Though I ain't left no one behind, but we been down every road Done all we possibly can, I know we kept our hopes up But the longer we spend livin' this lie that we live The less is left for closure, so let's let this go It's not goodbye to our friendship, but D12 is over I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From it I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones I never mant to make you feel like my stepping stones I never meant to use you all for my stepping stones
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Yeah Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops Daybed, iPod May-back, Maybach Trainwrecks, sidewalks Payless, high-tops K-Fed, iHop Playtex, icebox That's how much we have in common (yah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) Up on this mic when we're on it (yah) That's how much we have in common (yuh!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (yah!) I don't do Jordans and Audemars I do explosions and Molotovs Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed I blow the smoke from the car exhaust Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy I don't gotta hire goons I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely The sky is blue, the tires is new The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy Why these dudes tryna figure out How to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?) I'm confused tryna figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G Everybody doin' chick joints Probably rob these little dudes at fist point 'Member everybody used to bite Nickel Now everybody doin' Bitcoin We don't got nothin' in common (no!) We don't got nothin' in common (no!) Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups On them uppers-and-downers (woo!) I'm into stuff like doublin' commas Find me a brother who's solid To count the shit up and then bust the shit down If the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down We cannot give a fuck, shit, a fuckin' colonic Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follower Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff Now you slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts To dropped in the park in a pile of shit Knowledge is power, but powerless If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin' We can spit it for ya advance I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants You niggas Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops Daybed, iPod May-back, Maybach Trainwrecks, sidewalks Payless, high-tops K-Fed, iHop Playtex, icebox That's how much we have in common (yah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) Up on this mic when we're on it (yah) That's how much we have in common (yuh!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us You say you're affiliated with murderers, killas (ayy!) The people you run with are thuggin' (gang!) But you just a wannabe gunna (gang!) Like you was gonna do somethin' Actin' like you catchin' bodies (ayy!) And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin' You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery Bitch, you ain't plugged in to nothin' Rap God spit lyrical bullets (pew!) And gats cock, your partners better tool up This has not to do with muscular But have guns for sure, you better put a Strap on, other words if you're gonna Roll up with your (gang) you're gon' need a arsenal 'Cause this bar is over your head So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrrt!) Oh, you run the streets, huh? Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh? This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself He wants to keep up his tough demeanor So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun And I'm talkin' to you But you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie I keep on telling you motherfuckers But just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories Jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off Like a fuckin' cocked semi-Glock demi-god Let me put a fuckin' silencer on this little Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew Obviously, I'm not gettin' through We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, lettin' off like Remy Ma Heavy artillery, Godzilla, harsh with a hard shell With a motherfucking heart bigger than Bizarre's belly Only time you'll ever say I lost You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy Just to try to get me off, and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me That I'll be the most hated, though made it So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it 'Cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged hoe But now those days are over I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open My code name is groper, I role play with lotion I fuck the whole world then I throw away the Trojan Old lederhosen with home-made explosives I blow eighty holes in you Don't make me go in, I OJ the flows and I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin' I double-edge sword it 'cause one place I poke and I stick and I turn in a rotating motion Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals Stick my dick and put the tip in at minimal I'm fuckin' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my genitals I'm a fucking invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable That you bitches fuckin' with, the original I consider me and Nickel identical, but not us The only thing we have in common is I'm a dick and you suck Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other None come close to skunk, bug, soldier Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster! That's how much we have in common (yah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) Up on this mic when we're on it (yah) That's how much we have in common (yuh!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us (Man, fuck this shit, let's go)
Okay, (fack) how do I say this? (Fack) Last year (fack) didn't work out so well for me (fack) (Fack last year) (fack) (last year can eat a dick) 2018, (fack) well (fack) Hah, yeah, I'm a fuckin' kamikaze crashin' into everything You beat me, Islamic Nazi, that means there is no such thing I've been goin' for your jugular since Craig G, Duck Alert Wedgie in my underwear, the whole bedsheet and the comforter Stuck up in my rectal crack, kiss my disrespectful ass I'll ride through your cul-de-sac Window cracked, bumpin' your reference tracks You-you collaborative effort rap I-I have never said his raps O-Overstayed my welcome, stepped in crap And ruined your welcome mat So spit that shit from the heart You didn't write like you wrote it (wrote it) While I teabag the microphone 'cause I go nuts on it (on it) Like a fighter jet lined with explosives that'll strike any moment Headed right at opponents and I am the fucking pilot that flown it I'm 'bout to Smash into everyone Crash into everything Back and I've just begun, fack 2017 Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone I'm a Kamikaze, gonna Smash into everyone Crash like an F-15 Damage already done Y'all should've let me be Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone I'm a Kamikaze, gonna I turned to rap 'cause it made me feel tough when I wasn't (wasn't) From the moment I heard rap was cussin', I was in (was in) Which is why I identify with the guy Who I was invented by, Dre's Frankenstein Energized like a nine volt, ice cold like Snake Eyes Twice in a row on a dice roll But if the only reason I blowed is 'cause I'm white though Why don't every other white rapper sell what I sold? (Ooh) Kamikaze pilot, I wrote my suicide note Here come the guys in white coats tryin' to stop me 'Fore I jump behind the controls and try to fly into foes 'Cause I'm takin' y'all with me when I go cyclone I don't think this typhoon's letting up any time soon, here I go Eyes closed, blindfolded, I'm 'bout to Smash into everyone Crash into everything Back and I've just begun, fack 2017 Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone I'm a Kamikaze, gonna Smash into everyone Crash like an F-15 Damage already done Y'all should've let me be Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone Fack, fack on everyone I'm a Kamikaze, gonna Smash Kamikaze, kamikaze Kami, kami-kaze, kamikaze, kami-kamikaze Take a look at what I've done I heard your freestyle on Shade 45, that shit was embarrassing There is no way we ever air that shit again, I guarantee that Wait, that shit was so ass It's something we wouldn't dare re-air it Shit's embarrassing, as me rear-ending Tara Reid bare In my therapy chair, my dick is the hair length of Cher Each nut is the chair width of an Acorn stairlift, beware of me Lyrically I'm terrible, better get your lyrics prepared Richard Ramirez is here Serial killin' every beat there is, but wait Wait, got the eeriest feelin', somethin' evil is lurkin' I'm no conspiracy theorist, but somethin' here is a foot Oh yeah, it's my dick Get the measurin' stick (what?) Twelve inches of wood (haha) Wait, but I've been goin' for your jugular since Craig G, Duck Alert And I've come to pay respects 'cause if you sleep, you're fucked Other words, you get laid to rest And I hope your butt is hurt Put me on a track, I go cray on it like a color book You got some views, but you're still below me Mine are higher, so when you compare our views, you get overlooked And I don't say the hook unless I wrote the hook And now I'm just freestylin' in the vocal booth And you know I've always spoke the truth You lyin' through your teeth so much, you broke a tooth And it ain't somethin' I need a phone to do When I say I can't wait 'til I get ahold of you And I don't know what I'm s'posed to do Line up the rappers, take my pic like a photo shoot
You know, everybody's been tellin' me What they think about me for the last few months (It's too loud) Maybe it's time I tell 'em what I think about them Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot It's too loud Freeze my crown all up in it Slow fire Don't fall on my face Don't fall on my faith, oh Don't fall on my fate Don't fall on my faith, oh Don't fall on my fate Don't fall on my Gotta concentrate against the clock I race Got no time to waste, I'm already late, I got a marathoner's pace Went from addict to a workaholic, word to Dr. Dre in that first marijuana tape Guess I got a chronic case And I ain't just blowin' smoke, 'less it's in your mama's face I know this time Paul and Dre, they won't tell me what not to say And though me and my party days have all pretty much parted ways You'd swear to God I've forgot I'm the guy that made "Not Afraid" One last time for Charlemagne If my response is late, it's just how long it takes To hit my fuckin' radar, I'm so far away These rappers are like Hunger Games One minute, they're mocking Jay Next minute, they get they style from Migos, then they copy Drake Maybe I just don't know when to turn around and walk away But all the hate I call it "Walk on Water" gate I've had as much as I can tolerate I'm sick and tired of waitin', I done lost my patience I can take all of you motherfuckers on at once You wanted, Shady? You got it! Don't fall on my face (Yuh) Don't fall on my faith, oh Don't fall on my fate (Line 'em up!) Don't fall on my faith, oh (Bbrrr) Don't fall on my fate Look Somebody tell Budden before I snap, he better fasten it Or have his body baggage zipped The closest thing he's had to hits is smacking bitches And don't make me have to give it back to Akademiks Say this shit is trash again, I'll have you twisted like you had it When you thought you had me slippin' at the telly Even when I'm gettin' brain, you'll never catch me with a thot Lacking with it, "He ain't spittin' like this in his last shit" Hoe, you better go back and listen You know me better, thinkin' I'll slow up, let up Call it traps 'cause it's a total setup Hopin' that you rappers fall in that Dre said, "Hold your head up" Kathy Griffin stackin' ammunition Slap the clip and cock it back on competition This is how I shot a head (Pew) Gabby Giffords, my attack is viscous, jack the ripper, back in business Tyler create nothing, I see why you called yourself a f-t, bitch It's not just 'cause you lack attention It's because you worship D12's balls, you're sac-rilegious If you're gonna critique me, you better at least be as good or better Get Earl, the Hooded Sweater, whatever his name is to help you Put together some words, more than just two letters The fans waited for this moment Like the feature when I stole the show Sorry if I took forever Don't fall on my face (Yuh) Don't fall on my faith, oh (I won't) Don't fall on my fate (Line 'em up) Don't fall on my faith, oh Don't fall on my fate It's too easy Just remember, I was here before you And I'll be here after you make your run-in for you Detract this, I might have to fuck Pitchfork with a corkscrew Just what the doctor ordered Revenge is the best medicine Increase the dose, from least to most Then tell the Grammys to go and fuck themselves They suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches So they nominate 'em, get 'em there, get a name to 'em See the show, every parasite needs a host Then give Album of the Year to somebody that no one's ever even heard of All I know is I wrote every single word of everything I ever murdered Time to separate the sheep from goats And I got no faith in your writers, I don't believe in ghosts When rap needed it most, I was that wing in the prayer A beacon of hope, for the B-I-R-D in the air Somewhere, some kid is bumping this while he lip-syncs in the mirror That's who I'm doin' it for, the rest I don't really even care But you would think I'm carryin' a Oxford dictionary In my pocket how I'm buryin' these artists On the scale it turns to minus Mines is various as hardly and what's scary is You prolly can compare me to your car 'cause I'm just barely gettin' started And as far as Lord Jamar, you better leave me the hell alone Or I'll show you an Elvis clone Walk up in this house you own Thrust my pelvic bone You should tell a phone and go fetch me the remote Put my feet up and just make myself at home I belong here, clown! Don't tell me 'bout the culture I inspire the Hopsins, the Logics, the Coles, the Seans, the K-Dots, the 5'9"s, and oh Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat, pissed and moaned But I'm not gonna fall, bitch! (Yuh) It's too loud (Ya) Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot It's too loud Freeze my crown all up in it Slow fire
You're such a nice guy, a nice guy You're faithful, you don't lie After the club, you go back home right Right, sike Suck my dick, you fucking suck man Suck my dick, you fucking suck man I hope that your heart get hit by a semi-truck Suck my dick, you fucking suck man I hop in your whip and take a sip then I gun it I don't, I don't got much self control, I hope that you run it I'm bipolar with the switch up just as quick like you cumin' I don't, I don't got much self control, I hope that you run it I'm not a cheater, but if I'ma be accused, might as well be You tell me you'll take me back when hell freezes, but females be Rushin' me outside my tele, temptation overwhelms me Like my monthly bill from Sprint, they chargin' me for a selfie Chargin' me, so I gave my hotel key Eh, I was tryna be nice You're such a nice guy, a nice guy You're faithful, you don't lie After the club, you go back home right Right, sike Suck my dick, you fucking suck bitch Suck my dick, you fucking suck man I hope that your heart get hit by a semi-truck Suck my dick, you fucking suck man I play your music while you suffer like I'm Carmichael oh Lord You tied up in the basement while I chill on your sofa La proxima yo se que mejor me quedo sola Estas de buenas que yo ya vendí mi pistola I'm an emotional wreck, weak, everything over affects me When you joke it upsets me, you say I'm no good at sex And you think I'm gross and unsexy I need scope 'cause my breath stinks You hope that I choke on a Pepsi Bitch you was supposed to correct me Been texting you since three, I still get no fucking reply You say you sleep alone, but yet your mattress is king size Fuck you going in those knee high boots, cut it out bitch I doubt that you're going to house sit in that outfit, no skin tight Levi's Every word that comes out your mouth's a fucking lie Oh, it's spring time, time for you to have a fling like a slingshot You say "don't come over" 'cause you got pink eye But I think I got just the thing Why don't I bring my fucking bat and just swing by
Here we go aga-ain, from heroes to villains Used to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with But still it gave me hope That we'll get through it together, a severed earlobe Mailed to you in a E-N-V-E lope Would be dope, but What kind of lengths can you go? Pull a Vincent Van Gogh, just to convince a damn hoe To be a housewife who outright lies She's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive I ran outside, why's she tryna act out? She's just about my size Hit me in the mouth twice Guys, when someone you die for Sticks a steak knife in your heart Do you try more? Another late night in She stumbles through my door, lets the daylight in And all we do's fight more And I ain't violent But she's goin' through my drawers to plant the K-Y in I'm gettin' accused by a whore Who smells like St. Ides and Who's has probably screwed five more guys Sucked eight, nine men I'm takin' two-by-fours, to our eight-by-tens Bitch it's you I tore, out the frame, I win Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in And here's some two-ply for When you date my friends, in order to wipe your ass When you moved your bowels When we renewed our vows This the thanks I get? I'm waitin' for the day I can hear you say, Marshall, what a skank I've been And there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him Got your tubes tied for him Got that boob job for him Hurts me to my core But the pain I'm in, after you I swore To make the gray skies in Here comes the rays like when You get a pay hike, and, am I the good guy, or? Do I just play like him and hope that he dumps you? It's like the dream come true, just to scream, fuck you Guess you take life in the same way you play dice then 'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snakes eyes in Since you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty They'll call me guilty You bought the jury, they'll call me guilty Even though you know the real me You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out But I'll let you say that you're the good guy 'Cause this ain't what love looks like You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out But I'll let you say that you're the good guy Play like you're the good guy Play like, play like, play like you're the good guy
I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed When the world gives you a raw deal Sets you off 'til you scream, "Piss off, screw you" When it talks to you like you don't belong Or tells you you're in the wrong field When something's in your mitochondrial 'Cause it latched on to you, like- Knock, knock, let the devil in Malevolent as I've ever been, head is spinnin' And this medicine's screamin', "L-l-l-let us in" L-l-l-like a salad bowl, Edgar Allan Poe Bedridden, shoulda been dead a long time ago Liquid Tylenol, gelatins, think my skeleton's meltin' Wicked, I get all high when I think I've smelled the scent Of elephant manure hell, I meant Kahlúa Screw it, to hell with it, I went through hell with accelerants And blew up my-my-myself again Volkswagen, tailspin, bucket matches my pale skin Mayo and went from Hellmann's and being rail thin Filet-o-Fish, Scribble Jam, Rap Olympics '97 Freaknik How can I be down? Me and Bizarre in Florida Proof's room slept on the floor of the motel then Dr. Dre said, "Hell, yeah" And I got his stamp like a postcard, word to Mel-Man And I know they're gonna hate But I don't care, I barely can wait to hit 'em with the snare and the bass Square in the face, this fucking world better prepare to get laced Because they're gonna taste my Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-w-when they get bit with the-) Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-w-when they get bit with the-, they get bit with the-, they get bit with the-) I said knock, knock, let the devil in Shotgun p-p-pellets in the felt pen Cocked, fuck around and catch a hot one It-it's evident I'm not done V-venomous, the thoughts spun Like a web, and you're just caught in 'em Held against your will like a hubcap or mud flap Beat strangler attack So this ain't gonna feel like a love tap Eat painkiller pills, fuck up the track Like, what's her name's at the wheel? Danica Patrick Threw the car into reverse at the Indy, a nut crashin' Into ya, the back of it just mangled steel My Mustang and the Jeep Wrangler grill With the front smashed, much as my rear fender, assassin Slim be a combination of an actual Kamikaze and Gandhi (Gandhi) Translation, I will probably kill us both When I end up backin' into ya You ain't gonna be able to tell what the fuck's happenin' to ya When you're a bit with the- Venom, adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-w-when they get bit with the-) Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-w-when they get bit with the-, they get bit with the-, they get bit with the-) I said knock, knock, let the devil in Alien, E-E-Elliott phone home Ain't no tellin' when this chokehold On this game will end, I'm loco Became a Symbiote, so My fangs are in your throat, ho You're snake-bitten with my (venom) With the ballpoint pen I'm Gun cocked, bump stock, double-aught, buckshot Tire thumper, a garrotte, tie a couple knots Fired up and caught fire, juggernaut Punk rock, bitches, it's goin' down like Yung Joc 'Cause the Doc put me on like sunblock Why the fuck not? You only get one shot Ate shit 'til I can't taste it Chased it with straight liquor Then paint thinner, then drank 'til I faint And awake with a headache And I take anything in rectangular shape Then I wait, to face the demons I'm bonded to 'Cause they're chasin' me, but I'm part of you So escapin' me is impossible I latch onto you like a, parasite And I probably ruined your parents' life And your childhood too 'Cause if I'm the music that y'all grew up on I'm responsible for you retarded fools I'm the super villain dad and mom was losin' their marbles to You marvel that? Eddie Brock is you And I'm the suit, so call me Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-w-when they get bit with the-) Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-w-when they get bit with the-)
Yeah So I guess this is what it is, huh? Think it's obvious We ain't never gonna see eye to eye It's funny As much as I hate you I need you This is music to be murdered by Got a premonition I feel the end is near The beauty starts to fade The joy has turned to pain I hear the symphony playin' Ten thousand violins Souls floating away like feathers in the wind They said my last album I sounded bitter No, I sound like a spitter Who ninety percent of These hypocrites are tryna get rid of But why would I get a chip on my shoulder? I was considered, one time, as the illest Bitch, I'm still as fly as your zipper True, I just get richer But if it was ever all about skrilla Then I woulda quit a long motherfucking time ago Bitch, shut the fuck up I should go say that shit to Tech N9ne or the Jigga Nobody said shit about 2 Chainz as long as he's been here, shit No wonder you're mad, now I'm Looking at them plaques, count 'em (yeah) I'm LL Cool J, bigger and deafer, that's how come (uh) I sell like four mill' when I put out a bad album (what?) Revival flopped, came back and I scared the crap out 'em But Rolling Stone stars, I get two and a half outta Five, and I'll laugh out loud 'Cause that's what they gave bad back in the day Which actually made me not feel as bad now, 'cause If it happened to James It can happen to Shady They do the same shit to Brady More people hate me than love me This game will make you go crazy 'Bout to go for B-R-O-K-E I was the G, the O-A-T Once I was played in rotation At every radio station They said I'm lyrically amazing But I have nothing to say But then when I put out Revival and I had something to say They said that they hated, they awake me I lose the rage, I'm too tame I get it back, they say I'm too angry I need to get me some Dre beats No, I should hook up with Tay Keith Fans keep on pulling me one way Haters pull me in another Got more hooks in me than Swae Lee 'Bout to pick up some weights and lift 'til my tattoo of Hailie's face stretches They said I'm just a whiner, I sound like a baby I dish it out but can't take it But I take it, dish it back out And they get all bent out of shape This shit's almost comical Wait, and I meant no disrespect I wasn't dissin' Tech, that was not a shot at 2 Chainz or to Jay-Z They probably feel the same way because lately Instead of us being credited for longevity And being able to keep it up for this long at this level, we Get told we'll never be what we were Bitch, if I was as half as good as I was I'm still twice as good as you'll ever be Only way that you're ahead of me's alphabetically 'Cause if you diss me I'm coming after you like the letter V Killing everything, play this tune, it's your eulogy It's your funeral, prepare to die This is music for you to be murdered by
Oh, this what we doin'? Alright M.A I like a bitch that like to wobble, wobble Shake it, shake it, break it, break it Nigga, we made it, made it, they hate it, hate it Pro professional, pure persistent, I'm paper chasing I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I'll pay for patience But I hate to pay a bill (hate that) And I made a mill' without a major deal (I made that) Yeah, her ass fake, but she came for real (she came, uh) Money ain't a thing, that ain't a thing for real It's the broke lingo (huh) And no, ain't nothing Saweetie, this is no Quavo (Migo) Man, I just get high, let my hoes lay low (ooh) I just want some face but this is no facial (ooh) Do right and kill er'body, Drake mode (hello) Bitch, I'm tryna eat out, take your plate mode (hello) Disrespect your life and I'm in gang mode (grrr) You can leave this earth, bitch, I'm in rake mode (huh) I'm in cake mode (huh), I'm in brave mode, uh What up Marshall? I'm a martian, I'm in Wayne mode (facts) Neck wet, big drip, I'm in rain mode (drip, drip, drip) Eight niggas, eight hittas, take eight souls (brrr) Collect pesos (huh), and I'm paid, so? (Paid) Self-made goals (hey) When the pain leaves (huh) Where does the pain go? (Where?) Tip of the backwood is where the flame goes (there) To the sky is where my brain goes (wow) Same pack, same fiend, sellin' the same clothes (wow) Pinocchio and my pistol, they got the same nose Me and my niggas gotta eat, we share the same stove (what?) Case closed, bodies in my lane, bitch, lane closed Game over, Thanos on you H-O's On my petty shit but I don't paint toes (yeah) Get the plunger (plunger) 'cause Marshall and M.A go plum crazy Call us liquid plumber, 'cause even Dre know (Dre know) Beat knocks like a beefed up Detox, you're gonna need three SWATs A police officer's at least cuffing me up for evading and I don't stop Please dawg, I need y'all to keep talking shit 'cause I feed off of it I am the complete opposite of these retards who spit these weak bars I'ma leave carnage Each thought'll be so toxic, it'll block the wind through your esophagus Stop it, cutting off your oxygen And I hit them pads like a boxing gym Better watch for Slim, better get to popping when I'm at the top again I won't topple and I'm giving it to anyone who wanna come and get it And I'm not gonna stop But when they ask me is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is I cleansed him of his mortal sins, I'm God And the Lord forgives even the devil worshipers I'm moving on but you know your scruples are gone When you're born with Lucifer's horns And you're from the school of Notorious, Puba, Cube And The Poor Righteous Teachers tutored my students Showed them all the blueprint and formula But it seems like the more they studied my music The more they remind me of eyeballs I'm watching my pupils get cornier (uh) But I'm contemplating yelling "Bombs away" on the game Like I'm outside of an Ariana Grande concert waiting They call me Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini Where's Osama been? I been laden lately Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away They wanna JonBenét me (fuck you), I'm unaccommodating Man, I don't see why they hate me I'm a clown like John Wayne Gacy They call me Kanye crazy APESHIT, Beyonce', Jay-Z And I'm back with Andre, baby And the doctor's operating But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop kid out to Shady Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect I better check to see why you feel upset 'Cause I met your bitch on the internet Now I'm getting head like a Pillow Pet That bimbo Kim put her lips all the way around this bone and then blow Like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo Those were the days but I bet you, I'm never gonna be broke again, no I don't smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I'm rolling Indo And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero, zero Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill Nickle-plated, twenty two, two, two Bitch, shut the fuck up 'fore I shoot you too Ain't shit I won't do just to get a few YouTube views Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew 'Cause that's what I do, do, do But, even to the untrained human eye We ain't the same, you and I Somebody should have explained to you why For you to go against me, it's simply insane, you will die (yeah) That's why they call me Kamikaze, it's plain suicide, yeah But I know magic and here go my last trick I'm 'bout to say abracadabra and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat I'm about to relapse and I betcha that you won't know how to react But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that As I begin to fuckin' devour the track And you backpedal that as a cowardly act Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapse They call me Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini Where's Osama been? I been laden lately Look at how I'm behaving me, they want me gone away They wanna JonBenét me (fuck you), I'm unaccommodating
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn I'm a product of properly hoppin' up out of that poverty Profitin' all for coppin' and scrappin' that property all for a possible monopoly Try not to adopt my father's old philosophies Same time I'm prayin' to God that everything works out at his colonoscopy I'm walkin' across a suicidal tightrope intentionally While the demons comin' out of me Wifey's on the side of me talkin' sense into me Without she, I feel incomplete mentally, she's been sent to me Right there since '96, worse nightmare to side chicks Some things are just meant to be (Deal with life) This it for me, give my daughters a kiss for me Y'all call this fame, I call this shit alcoholistic infamy Targettin' my kids and babies through population and gun control Shit make me wanna make a hunnid more Make a bigot racist uncomfortable If y'all against talk and reparation Then I'm not against the thought of separation While the politicians that are white and privileged Ask how is this different from segregation, that's funny bro The segregation is bein' told where I'm gonna go Separation is bein' woke and goin' wherever I wanna go Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn Never sold dope, from the gold rope Wanted one though, they were so dope (yeah) Was a have-not (yeah) 'cause my pockets (uh) Didn't have knots, I was so broke On my last rock, for my slingshot Better haul ass, don't be no slow poke (nope) Through the tall grass, run your ass off (yeah) Oh no, got your pants caught on the fence post Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think it's 'bout to fuzz Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late, they will tiptoe Through your living room window Take your Nintendo and then skate Making you feel like you got bent over and raped Little boy, you're never gonna get no rope chain Get your shit stole, and your lip swole, I became bitter As I got a little bit older, my hate Was making me get cold, and began to get a chipped shoulder Started to spit vulgar, my ZIP code had been skid row But I ate every single beat that I spit over, the shithole I escaped Then I began to explode, detonate, now the Eastside went schizo Thought my name was B-side 'cause they flipped over my tape And I won't hesitate To get 'em all bent so outta shape Oh shit bro, hold up, wait I just tripped over my cape (Superman) And I'm not gonna let 'em treat the paper like I'm chopping a letter Dre'll tell you how I shred So when you refer to the guy next to the doc, you meant shredder Now the cops wanna set up roadblocks on my head I got several bounties from feds in every county I'm with a gal at a Checkers wiling Bumping "Fuck Da Police" while I'm federales This shit is like Romper Room Why do I feel responsible for these kids? All of whom I'm a father to I'm a God to you, y'all better worship the water I walk on Or y'all gonna meet your Waterloo I get to flippin' the mic' as a murder weapon I'm poppin' an extra clip, then cock and shoot, then I'm popping Do not let me catch you slippin' I will pop up and I'll take a spot from you I'll get to doing what a leaky faucet do But I ain't talkin' drip when I say that I'll get the drop on you Singin' fuck all of you in Autotune I am too volatile and too grizzly to bear Yeah, shit is gettin' to where I can barely even sit in a chair I bust my ass for this shit and I swear It ain't even worth dissing someone so offbeat That they can't even figure out where their words Should hit the kick and the snare Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
How do you do? Ladies and gentlemen My name is Alfred Hitchcock and this is Music To Be Murdered By It is mood music in a jugular vein So why don't you relax? Lean back and enjoy yourself Until the coroner comes
Damn, girl, with your sexy ass, haha Let me holla at you D.A. got that dope It's one of those kinda nights Yes, this beat's takin' me back to my D12 days When we hit the club to go and hell-raise Probably end up back in the cocktail waitress And takin' her straight back to the motel, ayy Yeah, Bizzare's tryna get a lapdance Off a Xan next to Jack Dan' (ayo) Stripper walk by, I'm like, goddamn She's like, that's harassment, I'm like, yeah, and? (Woo) Holy Toledo, it's Miss Ohio That's the best ass I've seen in a while We should be datin', she's from Cleveland But she's a bengal, this chick is catty Is that a mini-skirt if it's a maxi? That's the shortest thing for a dress since an addy She said, fuck off and threw her liquor at me It's one of those kinda nights Then I said, I said If you wanna go hard tonight Well then, the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah Slip into the red dress you like When we arrive, we probably won't leave, ah I love the way you move like that When you push your body on mine, oh my You wanna smoke, drink, dance until the sun rise It's one of those kinda nights This beat keeps takin' me back like my ex does Only 'cause how good the sex was Hit up the next club, met Alexa But she was so extra, called her etcetera Had her like, oh my God My whole iPod's filled with your songs, I mow my lawn to 'em I said, oh my God, you know my songs? That's totally awesome, I'm Marshall, what's goin' on? Ah (haha) Seriously though, jokes aside, how you doin'? You straight? She said, "No, I'm bi" She said, "Are you drunk?," I said, "No, I'm high I'm checkin' out the chick," she said, "So am I" What's in the cup, let me see that Girl, where the rest of that promethazine at? She said, cool, gotta run out to my Cadillac though And I'll be like Fat Joe, and bring the lean back Then I said If you wanna go hard tonight Well then, the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah Slip into the red dress you like When we arrive, we probably won't leave, ah I love the way you move like that When you push your body on mine, oh my You wanna smoke, drink, dance until the sun rise It's one of those kinda OMG Like the gas in the tank, she's gettin' low on me Says she wants to go with me I said, "Go with you where?" She said, "Out" I said, "I'm a candle, I'll go out if you blow on me" Walk her out to the parkin' lot, here comes the brigade Turn like a flip page, 50 look shitfaced Say peace to McVay and me and this chick take off like a sick day Drivin' around, I said, "Let's pull over," she said, "No problemo" Windows are dark tint, roll up the car windows Monte Carlo in park, bumpin' Bizarre's demo Gettin' head in the bucket, Marshmello Yeah, I never in the club met a woman worth knowin' But if you're ho'in Opposites attract, I'm someone, you're a no one I'm high and you're bi, I'm comin', you're goin' If you wanna go hard tonight Well then, the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah Slip into the red dress you like When we arrive, we probably won't leave, ah I love the way you move like that When you push your body on mine, oh my You wanna smoke, drink, dance until the sun rise It's one of those kinda nights
"This could never work," is what we said at first But whatever this is, it's working But we're in two different worlds and (yeah) I'm not your husband (nah), you ain't my girlfriend All I know is that (what?) When I'm with you, I'm a different person, yeah And I ain't never met a chick as perfect Girl, you're a ten, so here I am (yeah) Laying here with her again Thinking 'bout you She's asleep, you're texting me around two Crying face emoji, you say, "This is me without you" We're sneaking out to meet at cheap hotel rooms or Sex in the car, then I'll text you tomorrow Do I question it? Nah, no objection at all 'Cause both of us are still involved, so As I'm peelin' off, all I'm thinking 'bout is I'm not happy here (nah) With her Rather have you (yeah) Rather have me too 'Cause you're not happy there (you're not happy there) With him Rather have me (I know, but) We just in too deep (I'm in way too deep) You're laying there with him, thinking 'bout me He's asleep, you say, let's meet around three You went to leave the house, he caught you sneaking out Now he's freaking out You thought he was sleepin' soundly, woah You say you're going for a drive, you don't question him When he stumbles in, like, "Where the fuck you've been?" Then you pump his ear with what he wants to hear Tell him you love him, yeah, wipe each other's tears But it's been a couple years since we been doin' dirt You or my girl, don't wanna see either of you get hurt But now the lines are getting super blurred Can't tell if I'm cheating on her with you or cheating on you with her But really, nobody's at fault, can't help who you love Hope they don't ever hear us talk 'Cause we both are getting sloppy Probably subconsciously part of me's hoping we get caught 'cause I'm not happy here (nah) With her Rather have you (yeah) Rather have me too 'Cause you're not happy there (you're not happy there) With him Rather have me (I know, but) We just in too deep (I'm in way too deep) We're laying here with them, thinking 'bout us 'Cause now when we get home, we get jealous Of each other being someone else's Call us Long John Silver's 'cause we selfish But I just wanna see ya Don't care if it's at the Ritz or Motel 6 If I'm there with ya, rich or poor When I'm laying here with ya, it could be the kitchen floor I could stay in bed with ya starin' at ya 'til the morn' I just wanna be your secret lover, yeah I'd rather share ya than to not have you at all So once a year or twice a month I'm here if you want it Yeah, I'm open season And I'm always game, so keep it a hundred, dear, haha 'Cause we could never be Each other's everything's You got a wedding ring So it's him instead of me But I'll be your second string Now and forever because I'm not happy here (nah) With her Rather have you (yeah) Rather have me too 'Cause you're not happy there (you're not happy there) With him Rather have me (I know, but) We just in too deep (I'm in way too deep)
(Ugh, you're a monster)
I can swallow a bottle of alcohol and I'll feel like Godzilla
Better hit the deck like the card dealer
My whole squad's in here, walkin' around the party
A cross between a zombie apocalypse and B-Bobby, "The
Brain" Heenan which is probably the same reason I wrestle with mania
Shady's in this bitch, I'm posse'd up
Consider it to cross me a costly mistake
If they sleepin' on me, the hoes better get insomnia, ADHD, Hydroxycut
Pass the Courvoisi' (hey, hey)
In AA, with an AK, melee, finna set it like a playdate
Better vacate, retreat like a vacay, mayday (ayy)
This beat is cray-cray, Ray J, H-A-H-A-H-A
Laughin' all the way to the bank, I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the (ayy)
Monster
You get in my way? I'ma feed you to the monster (yeah)
I'm normal during the day, but at night turn to a monster (yeah)
When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla, fire spitter, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet
I'm just a product of Slick Rick, at Onyx, told 'em lick the balls
Had 'em just appalled at so many things that pissed 'em off
It's impossible to list 'em all
And in the midst of all this
I'm in a mental hospital with a crystal ball
Tryna see, will I still be like this tomorrow?
Risperdal, voices whisper
My fist is balled back up against the wall, pencil drawn
This is just the song to go ballistic on
You just pulled a pistol on the guy with the missile launcher
I'm just a Loch Ness, the mythological
Quick to tell a bitch screw off like a fifth of Vodka
When you twist the top of the bottle, I'm a
Monster
You get in my way? I'ma feed you to the monster (yeah)
I'm normal during the day, but at night turn to a monster (yeah)
When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla, fire spitter, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet
If you never gave a damn, raise your hand
'Cause I'm about to set trip, vacation plans
I'm on point, like my index is, so all you will ever get is
The motherfuckin' finger (finger), prostate exam ('xam)
How can I have all these fans and perspire?
Like a liar's pants, I'm on fire
And I got no plans to retire and I'm still the man you admire
These chicks are spazzin' out, I only get more handsome and flier
I got 'em passin' out like what you do, when you hand someone flyers
What goes around, comes around just like the blades on a chainsaw
'Cause I caught the flaps of my dollar stack
Right off the bat like a baseball, like Kid Ink
Bitch, I got them racks with so much ease that they call me Diddy
'Cause I make bands and I call getting cheese a cakewalk (cheesecake!)
Bitch, I'm a player, I'm too motherfuckin' stingy for Cher
Won't even lend you an ear, ain't even pretendin' to care
But I tell a bitch I'll marry her, if she'll bury her
Face on my genital area, the original Richard Ramirez
Christian Rivera
'Cause my lyrics never sit well, so they wanna give me the chair
Like a paraplegic, and it's scary, call it Harry Carry
'Cause every Tom and Dick and Harry
Carry a Merriam motherfuckin' dictionary
Got 'em swearin' up and down, they can't spit, this shit's hilarious
It's time to put these bitches in the obituary column
We wouldn't see eye to eye with a staring problem
Get the shaft like a steering column (monster)
Trigger happy, pack heat, but it's black ink
Evil half of the Bad Meets Evil
That means take a back seat
Take it back to Fat Beats with a maxi single
Look at my rap sheets, what attracts these people
Is my gangster, bitch, like Apache with a catchy jingle
I stack these chips, you barely got a half-eaten Cheeto
Fill 'em with the venom, and eliminate 'em
Other words, I Minute Maid 'em
I don't wanna hurt 'em, but I did, I'm in a fit of rage
I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade
I'm finna kill 'em, I'm dumpin' their fuckin' bodies in the lake
Obliteratin' everything, incinerate a renegade
I'm here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraid
But don't nobody want it but they're gonna get it anyway
'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill
I'm Atilla, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer within me, out of me
You don't want to be the enemy of the demon
Who went in me, and be on the receiving of me, what stupidity it'd be
Every bit of me is the epitome of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck
Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me
A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable
You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl
I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full
I'm not afraid to pull a-, man, stop
Look what I'm plannin' (haha)I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be I don't wanna be alone In the darkness I don't wanna be alone In the darkness I don't wanna be alone In the darkness anymore Here I am, alone again Can't get out of this hole I'm in It's like the walls are closin' in You can't help me, no one can I can feel these curtains closin' I go to open 'em But something pulls 'em closed again (Hello darkness, my old friend) Feels like I'm loathing in Las Vegas Haven't got the vaguest, why I'm so lost? But I'd make you this small wager If I bet you, I'll be in tomorrow's paper Who would the odds favor? (Hello darkness, my old friend) I'm so much like my father You would think that I knew him I keep pacin' this room, Valium Then chase it with booze One little taste it'll do Maybe I'll take and snooze Then tear up the stage in a few (Hello darkness, my old friend) Fuck the Colt 45, I'ma need somethin' stronger If I pop any caps, it better be off of vodka Round after round after round I'm gettin' loaded (haha) That's a lot of shots, huh? Double entendre (hello darkness, my old friend) I don't wanna be alone in the darkness (yeah) I don't wanna be alone in the darkness I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore (Hello darkness my old friend) Now I'm starin' at the room Service menu off a Benzo I can hear the music Continue to crescendo I can see the whole venue from my window That's when you know you're schizo (hello darkness my old friend) 'Cause I keep peakin' out the curtain from the hotel The music is so loud But it's almost as though I don't hear no sound I should get ready for the show now Wait, is this the whole crowd? I thought this was sold out (Hello darkness my old friend) But it's only the opening act It's early don't overreact Then something told me, relax And just hope for the show to be packed Don't wanna hit the stage Before they fill each row to the max 'Cause that'd be totally wack You can't murder a show nobody's at (hello darkness my old friend) But what if nobody shows? Panic mode, 'bout to snap and go Mother- wacko at any second 'Bout to cancel the show Just as fans below rush the entrance Plan is a go to wreck- Cameras in all directions (hello darkness my old friend) The press is about to go ape- Bananas on all the networks Commando with extra clips I got ammo for all the hecklers I'm armed to the teeth Another - fall off the bed Hit the ground and crawl to the dresser Alcohol on my breath as I reach for the scope I'm blackin' out I'm all out of meds With them Benzodiazepines gone Now it's just magazines sprawled out on the floor Off the media I'm goin' all out, this is war (Hello darkness my old friend) And I don't wanna be alone in the darkness (yeah) I don't wanna be alone in the darkness I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore People start to show up Time to start the show up It's 10:05 p.m. and The curtain starts to go up And I'm already sweatin' But I'm locked and loaded For rapid fire spittin' For all the concert goers Scopes for sniper vision Surprise from out of nowhere As I slide the clip in From inside the hotel Leanin' out the window Going Keyser Söze Finger on the trigger But I'm a licensed owner With no prior convictions So lost, the sky's the limit So my supplies infinite Strapped like I'm a solider Got 'em hopping over Walls and climbing fences Some of them John Travolta Staying alive by inches (hello darkness my old friend) Cops are knockin', oh- Thought I blocked the entrance Guess show time is over No suicide note Just a note for target distance But if you'd like to know The reason why I did this You'll never find a motive Truth is I have no idea I am just as stumped No signs of mental illness Just tryin' to show ya The reason why we're so fucked 'Cause by the time it's over Won't make the slightest difference (Hello darkness my old friend) I don't wanna be alone in the darkness I don't wanna be alone in the darkness I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore (Hello darkness my old friend) Yeah, we do have some breaking news From the Associated Press right now Just gonna bring that up because We are hearing we have told you That the shooter is dead And we have just learned that Police are saying that the Las Vegas shooter killed himself That is the bartender there at Mandalay bay And I believe we're going to learn more Yeah, we just wanted to share that with you You can see behind me here This is what he looks like Now we did just tell you that Police just earlier Metro was telling us That he killed himself Inside the hotel room Good morning as we come to you On the air we bring you breaking news A school shooting Another school shooting Reports of a number of fatalities And this time it is in Santa Fe, Texas That is just outside Galvaston Last night's mass shooting At Southern California We are following breaking news This morning another deadly school shooting This one in Santa Fe, Texas It's just outside Houston 26 killed and 20 others wounded (Hello darkness my old friend) This, a deadly shooting at a food festival In Northern California Three people so far dead Breaking news a deadly shooting in a Newspaper office in Annapolis Newly released surveillance video Shows the moments leading up to the mass shooting In Dayton, Ohio
Yeah (I knew this day was coming)
Sometimes, you gotta come back down (it's all going to hell now, man)
Stoop to someone's level (yeah)
Five dozen, flies buzzin' over your head
Call me the Grim Reaper, sleep is my cousin
You're dead to me now and I'ma be the last face you see
'Fore you die cussin' (yep)
My eye a tiger's and I'm a survivor so I will rise up and (what?)
Be triumphant 'cause when I'm looking at my legacy (leg, I see)
Bunch of dogs tryna dry hump it
Like Triumph The Puppet, so I'm like, "Fuck it"
Pile the carnage up 'til it's so high, it's touching the sky
Let 'em all line up and attack
Single filing up in the stack
Call 'em toy soldiers (yeah)
'Cause they just wind up on their backs
Now the sky's nothing but black
But I am not coming back, I done told ya
I told the woke me to go to sleep
But still, they keep on provoking me
They're hoping to see me completely broken emotionally
But how in the fuck am I not supposed to be woke
When these fuckers just keep poking me? Now
I'm leaving Heaven
I'm leaving Heaven
Angels won't find me
Where I am going
I've been down, kicked
Like around six thousand times since I was a kid
As a child, picked on, clowned
Countless times I've been doubted
Gotta remind myself of it every now and then (yeah)
So the route I went's self-empowerment
In a hole, taught myself how to get out of it
And balance it with talents, wit
'Cause life is like a penny (life is like a penny)
'Cause it's only one percent
Who overcome the shit they've underwent
I went AWOL like what my back was up against
Don't tell me 'bout struggle, bitch, I lived it
I was five or six the first time I got my hind end kicked
Malcolm, Isaac, and Boogie jumped me and took my tricycle
And I don't know if I would call that white privilege, yeah
But I get it, how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I'd get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul to get my revenge and (what?)
Thought of a scheme and it got me to thinking
If I can believe in myself, I could prolly achieve it
That's part of the reason I do all my talking with ink
And as long as I'm breathing I vow to smother and beat them
My God, what a heart of a demon, go at 'em and I'ma get even
Like I'm in the Garden of Eden, I'm 'bout to go off of the deep end
This evil is calling, I'm already seething and
I'm leaving Heaven
I'm leaving Heaven
Angels won't find me
Where I am going
Okay, so while Macklemore was keeping his room nice and neat (yeah)
I was getting my ass beat twice a week (what?)
Looking for a place for the night where I could sleep
Flippin' sofa cushions over just tryin' to see
If I could find some change and scrape up for a bite to eat
If Denaun and me find a couple of dimes a piece
25 cents each'd get us a bag of chips
We'd be glad to get that even we if we had to split
We'd do backward flips, looking back at it
I think that would fit with the definition of not having shit
Couple that with the fact my mother was batshit
Pop was a sack of shit, yeah, he died, but I gave half a shit
Yeah, which brings me back to the dear ol' dad that I zero had
Since a year-old, 47-year-old scab
Just to hear them words, ear-piercing
Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring
Should I feel upset? You were dead to me 'fore you died
Me? Tear no shed
Should I have made a mural at your funeral?
Had your coffin draped with a hero's flag?
Where the fuck you were at
When De'Angelo done hurt me real bad at the Rio Grande?
Never met your grandkids, fucking coward
Only gut you had was from your stomach fat
I couldn't see your ass going to Heaven
So I'm asking for a pass to go to Hell
So I can whip your fucking ass
I hate that I'll never get to say, "I hate you", to your face
No coming back from where I'm going
Sky is dark, my soul is black, hand on the shovel
Dig with the blade of it then I step on the metal
Vendetta to settle, tell the Devil
I'm leaving Heaven (yeah)
I'm leaving Heaven (you know, I should dig your motherfucking ass up)
Angels won't find me (just to spit in your fucking face)
Where I am going
(Holding my baby pictures up like you're proud of me)
I'm leaving heaven (fuck you, bitch)
I'm leaving heaven (you know what? Maybe if I had had you)
Angels won't find me (I wouldn't have went through half the shit I went through)
(So I blame you)
Where I am going (or maybe I should say, thank you)
('Cause I wouldn't have been me)
So you better, you better run (yeah)
You better, you better run (so I'ma let it go now, rest in peace)
You better, you better run (cocksucker)
You better, you better run (haha, see you in Hell)Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (People) Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Bitches) Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Animals) Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Bumstickitty, bumstickitty, bum huh I got that old rump-pum-pum-pum I pump a junk up to get him a beat down At least sound, I sound like these clowns, like he sound My flow all over the place, .44 in the waist I'm so-so innovate, if po-po went away, I roll over 'em like bacon And call 'em a pig, won't you hop up off of my dick? Words in the way, I get lost by him I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (Get down) I have evolved into the lost diaries of the mob and the Rothschilds I feel like God broke the vials and I am Just layin' down inside 'em like caulk and tile (Q-Tip) Man, here we go I said the beat left in the land of criminals My era, my era, my era so original Uh-uh, I survived it and that's a miracle Ah, man 'Cause I'm from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself Like Ice Cube said, "Before you wreck yourself" (Bitches) Like Wu-Tang said, "You should protect yourself" (Animals) I got 'em goin' Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down) Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Yo, snappin' necks plus I'm live, in effect I'm in the Slick Rick eyepatch, but I got it from Hex Rappers avoid eye contact, that's outta respect For the garden of flesh, the ominous Indominus Rex They be like, "You put the Thought on? Yikes" If I told y'all once, I told y'all twice, that motherfucker is nice I'm the king of the blood sport, all mice I'm from an era, you had beef? You prolly fist for it on sight Get your ass beat on the basketball court on Spike Then tell your wife to put your life support on ice I'm the rap Pernell Whitaker, the honorable minister Leavin' every amateur inoperable, I finished 'em Makin' plaques outta they head like dead venison Used to beat the battle to neck with damn militants Spillin' over fabulous jams my man Dilla sent Rap speak for me, I am the ventriloquist I'm so stubborn, the government won't govern That brother you spoke of, it just wasn't his dope, was it? I'm coke buzzin', I never been low budget The taste of your own medicine, here come a dose of it I break free like Chesimard Keep 'em guessin' hard while my broad say my bars just like ASMR All my dogs is at the reservoir Top five, I'm where the legends are (Keep goin') Live at the edge of darkness and light One phone call my and my youngins takin' flight You a bark, bitch, and never bite, blow a kiss goodnight I stay heated, my people in the place needed If you ain't standin' up for yourself then stay seated And they cheated, they lie like a marigold Vespucci, I'm a miracle, I'm still super lyrical Live from the Terrordome, loud like a megaphone Thutmose the Third, seven inch, heaven bones Man, here we go I said the beat left in the land of criminals My era, my era, my era so original Uh-uh, I survived it and that's a miracle Ah, man 'Cause I'm from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself Like Ice Cube said, "Before you wreck yourself" (Bitches) Like Wu-Tang said, "You should protect yourself" (Animals) I got 'em goin' Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down) Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Better hope an ambulance is en route Papers are hand grenades soon as I pull the pin out I understand and say Mandalay and Orlando and Colorado and Columbine All combine into one, I don't walk a line, bitch, I run 'Cause we don't got no time to waste, so come on Denaun They call me five to nine, and thought duh-dun, duh-dun Then like a shotgun I'm ready to cock it on 'em Leave these pussies stretched out, like the Octo-Mom Never had no trouble keepin' up with the times I just adapt to the climate, I treat it like my Levi's When they ain't buttoned up right, I adjust on the fly Middle fingers, put 'em high, that's why they call it a bird 'Cause you put it up in the sky And I'm like a spider crawlin' up your spinal column I'm climbin' all up the sides of the asylum wall And dive in a pile of Tylenol, you like a vagina problem To a diabolical gynecologist, tryna ball a fist I will Fuck you just buy me, double timing the rhyming I leave you stymied That's why they still vilify me like Bill O'Reilly I'ma show you what I mean when they Call me the Harvey Weinstein of 2019 I'm a conniving, when I'm on the mic I'ma standout Like a lime green wife beater with a knife out I'm a sight to see, but you can see from the ring I'm wearing Me and this game, we got married already Had the prenup ready, fuck, all that's ever seen her belly She barely was three months pregnant Bitch had to give me a baby, we named it Machine Gun Kelly Now here's to LL, Big L and Del K-Solo, Treach, and G Rap DJ Polo, Tony D, ODB, Moe Dee, Run-DMC Ed OG, and EPMD, D.O.C., Ice-T, Evil Dee King Tee, UTFO, and Schoolly D, PE, and BDP YZ and Chi-Ali, Rakim and Eric B., they were like my therapy From B.I.G. and Paris, Three Times Dope, and some we'll never see, and PRT N.W.A and Eazy-E, and D-R-E was like my GPS Without him, I don't know where I'd be Man, here we go I said the beat left in the land of criminals My era, my era, my era so original Uh-uh, I survived it and that's a miracle Ah, man 'Cause I'm from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself Like Ice Cube said, "Before you wreck yourself" (Bitches) Like Wu-Tang said, "You should protect yourself" (Animals) I got 'em goin' Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down) Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Get up Dad, what? What'd I fuckin' tell you about turnin' off the lights? (What, what? I didn't do it) Don't fuckin' lie to me, I told you fuckin' don't touch, turn the fuckin' lights off (I didn't do it) Don't you fuckin' lie, you little fucker (no, ah, ah) Don't you fuckin' lie to me (stop)
Ayo This a song about My, my stepdad Let's see if this ever happened to you I, I hate My, my stepdad One thing that sticks in my craw When I was six and I saw my stepfather hittin' my mom Socked her right in her eyeball I'm startin' to think I'm psychotic With all the pictures that I draw of Shit that I've already witnessed, this probably twisted my thoughts All I can hear is drama with mom and him I can always hear 'em arguin' down the hallways The walls are thin so the noise is startin' to feel like the norm My dog pissed on the carpet, he stomped it so hard Doctors had to put it down He killed my chihuahua, this motherfucker I, I, hate My, my stepdad (stepdad) So tonight I'm sayin' "Bye-bye stepdad" (stepdad) Outside, I look like I'm calm Inside, I'm a tickin' time bomb 'Cause of this motherfucker, who sticks his dick in my mom (my mom) Last night, he said I left the kitchen light on But he walked in there this morning and purposely flipped it, I saw him Hickory switch to my bottom, I counted sixty-nine times He swatted me with it, I'd cry He just started hittin' me harder God, I just wish I could jaw him If I could get my weight up But I'm just a second grader This prick is bigger than I am But I've been readin' at school about this shit called liquid cyanide I'm fantasizin' at night when he's sleepin' at just the right time Sneak up with a lethal injection and put him down like they did to my dog I'm talkin' euthanasia (euthanasia), like kids in Taiwan This fuckin' shit's like Saigon (Saigon) Neighbors called police on him So many battery charges, this dude's like lithium ion Then mom and him let bygones (bygones), just be bygones So on eggshells, I walk and just try not to piss this guy off But this why I I, I, hate My, my stepdad (stepdad) So tonight I'm sayin' "Bye-bye stepdad" (stepdad) So this year, I'm goin' to the fifth and I'm tall I'm five foot six on my block, I'm the toughest kid but I got Way bigger fish to fry, which is why I'm tryna get this bitch to fly off The handle and wait for the fist to fly to put this guy in a pine box He's always lookin' for chaos but tonight I've cooked up a plan So this Christmas, I got some color books and some crayons I'm layin' on the floor, in the living room with some friends colorin' He walks by, kicks my arm and goes "Whoops" and just laughs I yelled for mom (mom) and as she's rushin' to my defense I stood up and said, "Fuck you punk" and I took off and ran To my bedroom, as I fled Knowin' shit would hit the fan Slammed the door and hid behind it with an aluminum bat He kicked it in I swung it hard as I could at his head His noodle went splat, he fell right at the foot of my bed I'm a little bit scared but my anger's overtooken the fear I threw down the bat and just started whoopin' his ass Beat him with my bare hands, the big bad wolf ain't so bad "Ding-dong," the pussy is dead, the bully finally gets his Stomped him until he pissed enough to fill a two liter with Then buried him next to my dog And if I go to juvie for this, I'ma tell 'em I, I, hate My, my stepdad (stepdad) So tonight I'm sayin' "Bye-bye stepdad" (stepdad) 'Cause I, I, hate My, my stepdad (stepdad) So tonight I'm sayin' "Bye-bye stepdad" (stepdad)
My name is Marsh and this world, I'm out of it (out of it) 'Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm startin' to sound like alphabet Ha! I kill me, this medicine's counterfeit I was misled by the sound of it How am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah) Checked in at the Royal Garden To chill and avoid my problems Until paranoia caused me to feel like I'm going bonkers For real, think my toilet's talkin' I spilled like, like forty bottles of pills Think your boy is startin' to feel like a spoiled carton of milk 'Cause it just occurred My girl's cheatin', I'm kickin' that fuckin' bitch to the curb But the word fuckin' ain't meant to be a descriptive word The type of bitch she is ain't no adjective, it's a verb Hoe thinks her snatch is magical, but that's how she attracts Men and who traps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow In fact, it'll be nothing to throw that lil' Bitch with a capital B out the back window out the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo When I'm strapped, when I spit rapid, like a ratchet A halfwit I'll aim at then I'll Been fire bitch, I can't outrap Reynolds A pad and pen'd be great but a napkin'll do Return of the whack sicko Head spinnin' like invisible scratch pickles Yeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal It's time to go bat shit Like you accidentally ate a Louisville Slugger and crapped it, I'd like to introduce myself Hi there, bitch My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (this world) S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (it's lit) Call me extra, extra terrestrial Extra, extra, extra terrestrial Yeah, I could keep beefin' Fuck is the point? I could make it really difficult for motherfuckers to come to Detroit If you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L I'd rather just see you in hell but I should get puff on the joint (Diddy) Wait, run it back, I said gave you an L, in hell Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid Used to get jumped for my poems When I was growin' up they said a slinky's a wonderful toy My mother thought I was such a fun little boy Oh, what a bundle of joy! Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin From the tantrum I was throwing Like a motherfuckin' disgruntled employee I don't cut the beat 'til I fuckin' destroy it Once I get going rain thunder it's storming Puddles are forming, I hear somebody's voice In my head say it's still a dream Then he said kill emcee's Trippie Redd, with pills on lean Sippin' meds in the limousine Getting head, guillotine My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (this world) S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (it's lit) Call me extra, extra terrestrial Extra, extra, extra terrestrial Yeah So all of y'all can just suck a penis (suck a penis) I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite) Eat you pussies like cunnilingus (like cunnilingus) There ain't no stopping it (there ain't no stopping it) They say I'm such a genius (they say I'm such a genius) When that kamikaze hit (when that kamikaze hit) Now they call me, butter fingers (they call me, butter fingers) 'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit) You wanna butt heads? Shut up Beavis, ha ha I got your bitch with her butt out I'm hittin' a lick and she stickin' her tongue out You got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out She 'bout to give up the dug out I should just live in a nut house Right now, I live in an igloo (yeah) And I'm not chillin' the fuck out Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man I'm a stan of Redman, ex clan and I'm a Treach fan But I look up to myself (yeah) Like a fucking headstand (yeah) So why, w-w-why else, would I call myself an alien? How could I hit a dry spell (yeah), I'm named after the wet lands I'm Marsh and, I'm out this world (this world) S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural Call me extra, extra terrestrial My name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is My name is Marsh
I could be with anybody, I choose you Still, it's no excuse to abuse you But no one knows what I'm goin' through, so I used you To be truthful, I wouldn't know what to do if I lose you So I refuse to, might have a screw loose and a fuse blew But I think I might be buildin' up a tolerance to you 'Cause one minute I'm hollerin', "Screw you" Next I take it back, guess you can say I'm tryna unscrew you But the shit's about to pop off, yeah, I feel you up Then I got you totally open as soon as I take your top off You're so hard to resist, you knock my socks off My friends say you're bad for me, hogwash I'll never love again The way I loved you Did you find someone new? Are you doin' this with them? 'Cause I remember when Still remember when you was mine, yeah We were inseparable at one time, yeah You know my love for you was undying, yeah You used to always have my back Some days it feels like you're all that I have That's why I'm tryna hold onto you for as long as I can And you just want me for my money, so I got you wrapped all in Saran Damn, talk about eatin' out the palm of my hand But if not for my financials I wouldn't have you anyways, there have been ample Plenty days, where I'm just in a daze and I can't pull Myself up out this rut, and you're so much of a handful I can only take so much of you all at one time Because too much of you's just too much to swallow sometimes Gotta take you in doses, but when you're not at my side I shake in convulsions Separation anxiety 'cause we may be the closest Yeah, baby, we hopeless, don't we make an atrocious Combination? We know, it's like playin' with explosives Quite dangerous though, but my brain's in hypnosis Such a wide range of emotions Migraines, but why the fuck am I takin' these Motrins? Ibuprofens, like a drop of rain in the ocean And you're my fix on the days when I'm broken But the shit's about to go sideways, I just know it I'll never love again The way I loved you Did you find someone new? Are you doin' this with them? 'Cause I remember when Still remember when you was mine, yeah We were inseparable at one time, yeah You know my love for you was undying, yeah You used to always have my back So I spiral downwardly 'cause I'm too cowardly to leave you Head is clouded in a fallacy, but in reality Somehow it seems like when I lay me down to sleep, I'm countin' sheep You're bound to creak 'Cause every time I turn around, you keep runnin' out on me You're my Xanax and my Valium, I'm an addict, you're a downer You're my habit, it's like I found you in the cabinet But it's like I can't uncap it 'cause it's childproof A scoundrel and fiends how I feel around you Awful, every time I lost you, felt like I had you in my pocket Now I'm flippin' over the furniture Punchin' holes in the walls through Everything that we've gone through How many times you've fucked me? But the way it felt for me to be on top when I was on you Swore my fealty, but word to G-O-D I thought you loved me, bitch you tried to kill me, I'm getting off you Quit callin' for me, hard proof's how I respond to The Ambien and Tylenols too Fuck all you (Fuckin' bitch) (We're done)
I trust that everyone is enjoying the music As the title of the album suggests This was meant for your listening pleasure While you are being done in Call this evil intent, like me in a limo (yeah) Like the shade in these windows Smoke gray, ladies go mental But no way they can see in though (nah) OJ blade is a pencil (yeah) Propane takin' my cranium Code-name Titanium Temper I almost swallowed my car I call my Mercedes a Benzo Bitch, I ball like a baby Ball like J, but not Jay as in Jay-Z, J as in Leno 'Cause I got a huge mansion No, huge man chin, new Manson, loose cannon Too scandalous, Sue Atkins The kinda crazy you can't fix I'm still the one your parents hate I'm in your house eatin' carrot-cake While I sit there and wait and I marinate I'm irritated, you 'bout to meet a scary fate And come home to find yourself starin' Straight into a fuckin' barrel like Sharon Tate Raise the concerto while I narrate Yeah, you be on the straight and narrow like a fuckin' arrow shape I be on a higher plane in aerospace With so much leg-room and air space on this airplane Unlike you 'cause you're on a flight too, but it's a staircase Now, little engine gone, finna vrin-vrin gone I'm losin' control Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe Overd-d-dose Time to Ri-Rick-Roll, up the en-endo Like a win-window Little engine gone, little engine I am the top-sellin', who cares? Stop dwellin', then stop yellin' I'm not yellin', you're yellin' Smart aleck, goddammit Fuck is that? Stop hammering (God) That's what it sounds like in my brain Much as I fight to restrain I have the right to remain violent Any rhyme that I say can and will be used against you Icicle veins, mics will get slain Life it will strangle you with bicycle chain You're gonna have to come identify the remains Wait, what? I said my head is twisted like a red tie (yup) Can't get a fuckin' word in, edgewise (shut up) Success overnight like a red eye (bitch) Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy from the Westside I'm hot dog, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers In appliances by the washers and dryers Chick ran up like, Marshall, on fire I looked down and said, no, I'm not, you're a liar She said, no, your music Heard you're back with the Dr. and I heard Now, little engine gone, finna vrin-vrin gone I'm losin' control Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe Overd-d-dose Time to Ri-Rick-Roll, up the en-endo Like a win-window Little engine gone, little engine Dr. Dre (Psycho) psycho, killer Michael (Michael), Thriller (Thriller), my flow, apeshit I go-rilla My flow (my flow), still a psycho (psycho), killer (killer) (Nitro) hi hoe, Silva Similes and idioms giddy up I think I can, I think I can I know I can, psycho I am Michael, my knife go right hand In my left hand, I hold mic stand Little engine gone Chicka-ch-chill like I z-z-zero, zero, zip, zip, zilch (yeah) Like Kaepernick, I got kn-kn-kneel (nil), word to Goodwill-will This must be how bein' hoodrich feels Was a ghetto boy, now I ball out like Bushwick Bill (hi hoe) Finna take you out like an outro Bruce Wayne and Alfred, look out hoe Blueface meets Albert DeSalvo Balboa with a scalpel Scoundrel hound with a mouth full of Alpo Now, little engine gone, finna vrin-vrin gone I'm losin' control Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe Overd-d-dose Time to Ri-Rick-Roll, up the en-endo Like a win-window Little engine gone, little engine, gone
Yeah, like that Okay, yeah Say bro (yeah), where you get them from? Detroit? (Yeah) That machine gun, spray boy And it's gon' hit some New coupe? (Ooh) been whippin' 'em New boobs? (Yeah) where you get them done? Payroll (nice), might put you on a table And spread you out like some Yayo (I'm naughty, yah) No bitch (oh), you don't know shit (no) You just want all my money, ah I was hopeless (oh), now I'm focused (no) Where the fuck is the party at? Now hold this (oh), oh shit (oh) That's it (yeah), so sick (oh), no shit (oh) Damn I'm (yeah) getting too fuckin' old for this (yeah) But still as explosive with, just load the clip Two pistols on hip, both are gripped I hold them at shoulder width Took a stab in the dark and broke the tip Of my knife off, but your throat is slit 'Cause I'm cutthroat to the utmost with it The ultimate I just let the poker chips fall but they were supposed to fit Now those days are over, scrapin' change in sofas Tryna save at Kroger So why would I give a fuck about backstabbin' Trader Joe for? How 'bout that? I'm paid as Oprah Think I may have broke the scale 'Cause the wait is over But wait, wait, hold up, 'cause they say I almost- I almost lost it, I had to reach back Back, and lock it (lock it, lock it) You almost got me (stop it, stop it) I had to reach back, back, and lock it (lock it, lock it) You almost, you almost, you almost, but I got it (I got it) You almost, you almost, you almost, but I got it (I got it) Just sit there and act pathetic and sulk 'Cause I'm getting green, Incredible Hulk 'Cause I usually get it in bulk But I still will stomp your head to a pulp (yeah) You want smoke, got the Tical like Method Man So get ready to die from second hand Get a whiff of the doctor's medicine Like sedatives you'll get popped, Excedrin 'Cause you can get it like over the counter Like I just left the damn concession stand A mic in my hand's a weapon I put that on everything like ranch, I'll never land Too fly, I don't play to ever Cinderella Man What I am is better than every single one of you Whether separate or all of you band together And I put the game on the pill Now my Shady babies are all stillborns Meaning abortions that live because they were still born I can heal 'em with Neosporin You 'bout to experience Euphoria (I'm a) True warrior, got the plug like Trugoy Give me cue like I'm ScHoolboy and I'll treat the beat Like a pitbull would do to a chew toy and destroy it, 'cause boy I- I almost lost it, I had to reach back Back, and lock it (lock it, lock it) You almost got me (stop it, stop it) I had to reach back, back, and lock it (lock it, lock it) You almost, you almost, you almost, but I got it (I got it) You almost, you almost, you almost, but I got it (I got it)
For what it's worth You were a slut at birth If the world had a dick You'd fuck the Earth I tried to get over you It doesn't work You're still a cunt I'm still a fucking jerk Same as it ever was, yeah Say it'll change but it never does Ain't gonna ever 'cause You're the cause of my pain and the medicine Never met someone who played games with my head as much Fate tethered us together like two felons Must've fell in love with skeletons Everyone's got 'em, thought that you were Cinderella but Feels like I slept with the wicked stepmother But how the hell am I Still in love with the Motherfucking chick there's at least a million of They say love the one you quit But this shit is killing us Our love's on some other shit I'm a glutton for punishment You're the gloves, I'm the punching mitts It's above and beyond us Cuffing, I'm shoving the girl I love inside of an oven If I catch you sucking another dick You better unsuck it You snuck in the crib and tried to jump under the covers again Why am I tucking you in? Probably 'cause I gotta tell myself another lie 'Cause that's what helps To get me by 'Cause I'm in hell This is my, goodbye, farewell Wanna hold you, wanna choke you, wanna love you Wanna hate you, wanna kill you, wanna hurt you Wanna heal you, yeah Wanna lose you, keep you, bruise you Beat, abuse you, treat you mutual It's juvenile, delusional, as usual You're beautiful, I'm average I'm brutal, you're a savage My ride or die chick who's always cruising for a bruising Yeah, it's kinda like we're tryna light a dynamite stick Though we might get along like shit Fight, hit, bite, spit, unite, split Yeah, you're awful but you're mine And they say love is blind, we see each other fine But it's no wonder, I'm the only one you'll find To put up with your shit, I need a plumber line But nothing comes to mind besides the number 90 'Cause since '06 you flipped my fucking life, upside down Now the sky's ground, look at my frown, it's a smile now Look at my mouth, it's my eyebrows, make it rain upwards We're on the ninth cloud, two insane lovebirds I should fly south 'cause man am I great, ain't lyin' to myself But I'm just plain stubborn, I'm Audie five thou' But this is my house, bitch you get out Then we duke it out, then it dies down Then we say, fuck it, cry our eyes out, then I gotta tell myself another lie 'Cause that's what helps To get me by 'Cause I'm in hell This is my goodbye farewell This relationship is all that it's cracked up to be Never lack lust in that, 'cause we act nuts 'Cause that's what attracts us Trick you with a back rub Tell you to relax then dump your ass in the bathtub Yeah, now that's love, may sound pathetic But fuck the world 'cause they out to get us I love you but I won't exchange vows Hey now, don't get carried away No way I'll get married, it'll take a rain cloud to wet us Yeah, but we're so insane 'bout each other May take the same route and way out as Junior Seau Break out Berettas lay down in bed and blow our brains out together Who knows how it's gonna play out? Or whether death's what our ending would be One of us shot in the back while attempting to flee But I go to bat for you, defending your honor Yeah, no contingency fees, something we're not, nah We're not pretending to beef, don't cost a penny to be with me Time we're spending is free, we could be broke as a joke Won't make a difference to me, don't have to give me a thing Could've been a 50 cent ring from out of a vending machine Love unconditionally, there's no other fish in the sea Guess I'm a prisoner see, addiction is a disease I gotta tell myself another lie 'Cause that's what helps To get me by 'Cause I'm in hell This is my, goodbye farewell Love you girl, do you feel the same? I don't wanna play games, no games, ah-ah You're the only that can out my flame Baby, just play it straight, straight, no games, ah-ah
(Oh, oh, yeah) yeah You know, if I had a chance to do it all over again (oh, oh) I wouldn't change shit (oh, oh) DA got that dope I'm screamin' out no regrets You been through the hardest spot, ego, the largest I made you a star (I'm screamin' out no regrets) I been movin' slowly, tryna play it low the 'Vette look like a storm Screamin' out no regrets Put you through dumb shit, got you thinkin' I run shit I ain't havin' regrets I've been feeling so alone, just like I'm so lost, just like I'm- Yeah, they miss the old me (yeah) I think they want me to OD on codeine They want my life in turmoil like in '03 They want front row seats, I give 'em nosebleeds They want me imploding, exploding, self-loathing, eroding I'm screaming at them with no regrets, and I'm Hulking I'm rippin' out of my clothing I had to go see the doc like Kool Moo Dee Never took months to convince Dre Never been swayed by color or skin shades Since day one, Hellraiser with twin blades of a sensei Givin' up, no comprende Tin brain, prolly fucked in the membrane Slim Shady, minds of a God, I been insane Pen game, like I just stuck in the tenth frame (screamin' out no regrets) Yeah, I live on the edge, I sit on the ledge To shit on your heads, I been on the bench Forgive and forget is the only thing I'd ever live to regret Hell bent on revenge, you left me for dead I crawled out my grave, you better be ready and set My enemies ain't put it into to me yet (I'm screamin' out no regrets) You been through the hardest spot, ego, the largest I made you a star (I'm screamin' out no regrets) I been movin' slowly, tryna play it low, the 'Vette look like a storm Screamin' out no regrets (yeah, no apologies, ain't takin' shit back) Put you through dumb shit, got you thinkin' I run shit I ain't havin' regrets I've been feeling so alone, just like I'm so lost All the hate, can't tell exactly where it stems from But it's happening again, huh Y'all used to be in my corner Now you just backed me in one Innocent bystanders, I'm bound to hit some For some adversaries, I carry big guns So some targets'll get the kill shot Some, I just barely nicked 'em I can make a mistake and erupt and end up takin' a dump Or sayin' some dumb shit, thinkin' I run shit Misplacin' my anger enough to give Earl and Tyler, The Creator the brunt Shoulda never made a response to the disdain, for the fake ones Them traitorous punks, 'cause snakes are just cunts They can get fucked with eight hundred motherfuckin' vibrators at once And for any of those who may have come close to about dyin' And can't listen to a rose without cryin' For those who feel low like you're 'bout spiralin' But this is only for those who I'm inspirin' Weapon never unholstered without firin' My will I'm imposin' Foes are gonna feel like they're in the throws of a mountain lion They talk about my daughters hopin' I fly off of the handle 'Cause my first thought is to trample and write a thousand bars But sometimes it's like dropping' an anvil on a house of cards Or Godzilla squashin' a crouton with combat boots on Or droppin' a goddamn nuke bomb on top of an ant hill Can't do it, nah (I'm screamin' out no regrets) You been through the hardest spot, ego the largest I made you a star (I'm screamin' out no regrets, took it all) I been movin' slowly, tryna play it low the 'Vette look like a storm Screamin' out no regrets (yeah, no regrets though, no white flags either) Put you through dumb shit, got you thinkin' I run shit (yeah) I ain't havin' regrets I've been feeling so alone, just like I'm so lost, just like I'm-
And I don't think that I can stop it (here it comes) I do my best to try to block it (redrum) I've been sipping on like, vodka (head's numb) I'm blacking out, you better watch it (it's bedlam) I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, kill I had no other choice that was left except fill My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil He wants me to murder this beat, so I will He told me there are doubters who question my skill They wanna put my style to the test, am I still The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, Chill If you want me to murder this beat, then I will I'm a long way away from where you are in skill Foreign wheels, my bitch wearin' four-inch heels She on the orange pill And she about to start taking off layers like orange peels Sacha Baron Cohen, Farrell, where am I going with this? Oh yeah, a bar at will And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that still The truth for real, I'm real true, call that trill This is my house, this place is mine Posted on any corner on any coast I'm on You niggas need to leave that lean, Henny, and coke alone Terror to the business, married to the strippers, T-Pain Student of the game pre-Kane, you niggas Post Malone Elite beat boxer minus the raps Rollin' with at least three choppers, Ryan is that I literally keep three shotters I'm lyrically James Todd, Tariq Trotter minus the cap I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, kill I had no other choice that was left except fill My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil He wants me to murder this beat, so I will He told me there are doubters who question my skill They wanna put my style to the test, am I still The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, chill If you want me to murder this beat, then I will Yeah, I slaughter goons under the moonlight John Wilkes, that's who I'm in the booth like Abra-, I go ham for dead presidents And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic Why would you irrelevant fucks want to rebel against us Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched? Knowing you never been rushed by the most ignorant niggas invented Them niggas gotta send you to the Dentist to get a whole row of elephant tusks Your teeth gone like you been on some meth and dust forever I see you, my niggas call me the enemy watcher The minute we spot ya, the semi'll pop, nigga, we got ya I'm livin' to conquer, remember the mantra, I'm grippin' the launcher Like Em and the Dr., with no guilty conscience I'm still shockin' like droppin' a boombox in bathwater More shockin' than a pissed off Blanka I just finished fuckin' a fish called Wanda I'm finna wander off into yonder Beyond just mentally stronger, memory monster I remember the sponsorin' thought that conquered his triple entendre You the cross of a unicorn and The Unabomber Quit horsin' around in this building or you a goner Your Willy Wonka persona won't help you any longer I'm Optimus, I make prime examples of mini-Tonkas Hogtie your squad and go bonkers Spin, grab Denaun's guitar and Honky Tonk ya Oh, your boss on par like good golfers? I put a hole in one of you birdies with this Eagle and launch it (pew) I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, kill I had no other choice that was left except fill My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil He wants me to murder this beat, so I will He told me there are doubters who question my skill They wanna put my style to the test, am I still The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, chill If you want me to murder this beat, then I will Now this will probably be the illest most shit that I've ever said God bless the dead and let Biggie possess the pencil lead They called me a sped and said that I had a messed up head 'Cause I said motherfuck school and instead went to special ed Sippin' Bacardi and lime I start to recollect on the time That I startled my mom and had her scared to death Word to Method Man She heard some Wu-Tang coming from towards the patio She was like, what the heck was that? She went to check on the noise and go inspect the deck Then I jumped out with a sword and yelled, protect your neck Now bow to the Lord, hold up, no, better yet, kneel Better yet, get down on all fours and take a vow to always Rejoice in the sound of my voice, bitch, you don't have a choice Just a third of my will will overpower yours Using about a fourth to create the amount of force It'll take to knock out a horse like a tranq' full of Tylen-, or Enter my house of whores with a thousand floors Got a crown of thorns, but it won't fit around the horns But I'ma keep it a buck like a dollar store I'm more than you bargained for and I am far more worse Than a fourty-some bar Lord Jamal verse Nothing means more than respect, so when I curse You could say I swore to protect My image, I have zero time or regard for A never was, been claiming rap when it's not yours If it was anyone's house G Rap and Rakim would be havin' you mop floors Run-DMC would be havin' you cleanin' sinks Yeah, your group was off the chain, but you were the weakest link Rest of these youngins of mine Time to start throwing some shade, this time I'm shutting the blinds 'Cause when I'm looking at y'all, shit, it's no wonder it's why I need a visor, 'cause y'all are just suns in my eyes Born a cynic and more demented than An orphanage with a morgue up in it Next door to an abortion clinic Newborn infants tortured and tormented With their foreheads dented when they drop 'cause the floor's cemented Their corpses get ornamented The coroner with a storage bin rented To store them in, and the torsos of forty women reported missin' Distorted, twisted, this isn't no storybook ending This is only the beginning So Lord forgive me, I'm hearing voices I can't ignore them anymore, they're winning I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, kill I had no other choice that was left except fill My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil He wants me to murder this beat, so I will He told me there are doubters who question my skill They wanna put my style to the test, am I still The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, chill If you want me to murder this beat, then I will And I don't think that I can stop it (here it comes) I do my best to try to block it (redrum) I've been sipping on like, vodka (head's numb) I'm blacking out, you better watch it (it's bedlam)
This concludes our danse macabre Portions of the proceeding were recorded As for the rest of it I'm very much afraid it was all in your mind I don't intend to indulge in any post-mortem If you haven't been murdered, I can only say Better luck next time If you have been Goodnight, wherever you are
With balls in his durag, he sags, fearin' no man He stands, pen in his hand like Edward Scissorhands Will slice competition and just goes about his business Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig Shenanigans, and all his wacky antics in the papers Shady's danglin' a baby tangled in a blanket, stranglin' And hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit Child endangerment, dark brain arcane, but it Mark Twainin' it You aren't tamin' it, sharp pain in the heart Aimin' a bar, chamber to carve names in it Start sprayin' and start ravin' on beats, stark ravin' it You're at arm's length, you're in harm's way of it 'Bout to show your ass why I'm still a pain in it You wanna know how I do it? I can't explain this shit Mechanic's brain with a pinch of Big Daddy Kane in it But I can show you the ropes 'til you get the hang of it Elephantiasis of the nuts, element Of Intelligent Hoodlum, Arrested Development Cella Dwellas and Wise Intelligent, since elementary Through Hell I went, accelerant from lack of melanin Failin' in school, smart eloquent Help me to rebel against shit, so well and bent So eloquently, yet, I was irrelevant Soon as I quit givin' a fuck, I started to sell a bit Now let's travel inside the mind of a hater 'Cause I don't see no fans, all I see's a bunch of complainers "Kendrick's album was cool, but it didn't have any bangers Wayne's album or Ye's, couldn't tell you which one was lamer Joyner's album was corny, Shady's new shit is way worse Everything is either too tame or there's too much anger I didn't like the beat, so I hated Might Delete Later" You nerdy pricks would find somethin' wrong with 36 Chambers It's what they do to the greats Pick apart a Picasso and make excuses to hate So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face Stupid, you ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral, wait (hm)
Been waiting a long time for this shit (ah) Long time no see (ah) Thought you got rid of my ass, huh? (Let me go, you sick fuck) Alright, here's what we're gonna do (piece of shit) You take this (no) Or I put a bullet between your fucking eyes (I don't wanna) Here (fuck, no) then we'll split it (no) Half an Ativan, I'm drivin' straight at a van In a black Sedan, fast as I can In Pakistan gettin' chased by a pack of Stans You know how I roll, bitch (what?) I'm an avalanche This my shit, I'm gonna spit it how I wanna spit it Whoever gets offended, suck a dick and fuck a critic 'Bout to get retarded on this motherfuckin' shit, it "You can't say retarded," shut up, midget (the fuck?) And I've been tryna break the habit of sayin' any R words But I'm still an addict, so it's getting harder (ah) Been callin' bitches "hoes" since a kindergartner This is Jimmy Carter, now I'm kitty-cornered (what?) Sittin' in PC court with a shitty lawyer (shit), like damn You got an addiction, man I know you can't get rid of me forever 'cause you know that I'm prescription, man Goddamn, I miss you, Slim (woo) You got an addiction, man I know you can't get rid of me forever 'cause you know that I'm prescription, man Next time, I'll be in your vein (yeah) Was just a kid from Detroit who knew how to destroy the booth And had a point to prove (yeah), and I'm missin' (what?) Venomous, still I poison youth, sentences (yeah) I'm pennin' are just to toy with you Which is a joy to do, Slim is just (what?) A lyricist here to voice his true sentiments (yeah), got the women pissed And it seems like men are just (what?) off growing a huge clitoris (pussies) Yeah, I probably annoyed a few feminists I reminisce on them blowing a fuse over my points of views Still I'm devoid of two shits to give (yeah) My thinkin' is primitive But when it comes to givin' it to anybody, boy, is Bruce generous (Marshall) And I'm 'bout as much of boy as Bruce Jenner is (damn) 'Cause I'm not a boy, I'm a man, bitch, man-bitch (ha-ha) My speech is free as his choice to choose gender is (man) This shit is like opioid abuse, isn't it? (Yup) You got an addiction, man I know you can't get rid of me forever 'cause you know that I'm prescription, man Goddamn, I miss you, Slim (woo, uh) You got an addiction, man I know you can't get rid of me forever 'cause you know that I'm prescription, man Next time, I'll be in your veins There's times when I lay down to sleep, I argue with myself Am I the only one who thinks it's weird? Do I need help? Just a little bit, no, a lot of it, I really, really gotta quit Something's wrong with me, my God, old habits die hard Look at you What's the matter with you people? You're sad that people are mean? Well, I'm sorry, the world isn't one big liberal arts college campus F- you, you're all pricks Mom shaming, dad shaming (ah), yeah Fat shaming (what?) Man-splaining, blah (pfft) Cry babies attack Shady, wah Mad 'cause they can't tame me (get it) Here come the censors (look out), like the Avengers And they assemble like Prince and then turn A word like "ginger" into the N-word All these pronouns (ah) I can't remember (damn) They or them, theirs? (Who?) His or him, hers? (Ah) Into them girls who bought tits to get attention Then get hit on by ugly men who are (creep) Not in your league, so you pretend you're a victim And me-too 'em (ah), outraged, how fake? (What?) Nowadays, some gals, they (What?) just clout-chase (yeah) Look at me with sour grapes and your brow raised Bitch, you ain't about head (what?) About face (woo) Little white, middle-age, upper-middle-class With a glass of wine and your cigarette Bitch, get off the internet (yeah), you ain't even fed your kids dinner yet (still) Parental discretion, mental aggression, my head's a Smith & Wesson You're messin' with a lethal weapon, like an evil stepdad I got an infrared like the ginger stepkid who pissed the bed I do this shit in jest and it's just a messin' up with your head And if men wanna wear lipstick and women's underwear Who cares? Their shit is their business, now bear witness Beware, bitches, the Blair Witch on you scared bitches I'm surreptitious (What?) on square business Just attacked my therapist with a pair of scissors like "Merry Christmas" Dressed as a Hare Krishna, terrorist with a hair trigger (woo) But with these buttons I'm always pushing (yeah), pain I'm always inflicting (what?) Protestors outside the Shady offices livid (yeah) It'll make you think that you had the game on lock 'til they pick it (trick it) Only way for me to explain it is I'm conflicted (what?) Walkin' on eggshells, like if I take it too far, is this it? (Yeah) Part of me gets it and wants to say I'm sorry and fix it (I'm so-) So all my statements are basically contradictive (what?) Like using the F-word for gay is wrong and offensive (what?) And insensitive as if me sayin' the R-word isn't (wait) Wait a minute, which R-word? Rape or retarded, midget? (Not cool, guys) Would this rhyme be okay if South Park had did it? (Okay, screw you guys) Would it make you less angry if Cartman spit it? (Goddammit) And as far as what I just stated, regarding midgets You'll probably think I'll just say that I'm playin', I'm not, I meant it (yeah) Swear to God I see one of them little fuckers come at me I'll pick it up by its legs and drop it and kick it "Marshall, you're wicked, face it, you are addicted" (I know) But they gon' do me the same as DaBaby with all of this shit (Why?) Chappelle and Colin, they're callin' Shady misogynistic While raisin' three daughters, two graduated from college with honor Summa cum laude, my sense of humor is probably twisted It's painfully obvious-tic You got an addiction, man I know you can't get rid of me forever 'cause you know that I'm prescription, man Goddamn, I miss you Slim (woo, hey) You got an addiction, man I know you can't get rid of me forever 'cause you know that I'm prescription, man Next time, I'll be in your veins (haha) I'm just playin', little people, you know I love you
Alright, here, drink this What is it? Shut up and drink it No I said drink it, bitch The fuck? (Haha) The fuck are you tryin' to do? Get us cancelled (ayy-yo) Fuck blind people (what?) and deaf people suck (stop, yeah) So do cripples (no), dumb quadriplegic fucks With Christopher Reeve's luck (whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa), Shady, Jesus, what the fuck? Oh, here comes Marshall to try to clean this up (shut up) What's the matter, Marshall? Your penis tucked? Aw, the big bad rapper just get his feewings hurt? Let me go, you bitch, huh, or what, genius, huh? You gonna cancel me, yeah? Gen-Z me, bruh? Little pussy, what's wrong? Thought you was dreaming, huh? When you gonna realize that we fuckin' need each other?
Get up Everybody on the dance floor, come on That means you too, Chris, haha Well, it's Friday night, no date for the prom Just got caught jackin' off by your mom Suspended from school for settin' off the alarm Kim Jong keep screamin' he gon' drop the bomb But anyway, every day is the same old shiddit Room lookin' like a tornado hit it Try to explain, your parents, they don't get it Time to hit you with a funky dope rhythm Let it roll, if you ready, we gon' start the show Everybody in the world, all across the globe You can feel it in your head down to your toes Dance until you're wheelchair bound, here we go Yeah, horseback, little do-si-do Little bit of soul mixed with some rodeo Everybody in the world's gonna laugh to this Shit, I'll probably end up crippled after this, come on Clap your hands and stomp your feet Everybody join together Can you feel the funky beat? Everywhere you see people laughing and Dancing in the street On the count of three, everybody do The Christopher Reeves One, two, three, follow me Superman, Batman, Spider-Man Slipped, fell, landed in a garbage can Shit, hell, damn it, I can hardly stand But I get it crackin' like no one in the party can Give me a beat, I'll show you all a brand new dance All I need is a stretcher and an ambulance Now stand back, kids, don't try this at home Chi-boom, kick-boom, ooh, ah-oh It's a brand new craze and it's sweepin' the nation Anything else is a cheap imitation Just make sure that you videotape it You can only do it once 'fore the people go apeshit It's a crowd favorite, a party pleaser It's better than shake of a grand mal seizure So next time that you see grandma, tease her And roll up with a fresh set of wheels all greased up Clap your hands and stomp your feet Everybody join together Can you feel the funky beat? Everywhere you see people laughing and Dancing in the street On the count of three, everybody do The Christopher Reeves One, two, three, follow me If your arms, legs, feet, and your hands are numb You've fallen and you can't get up It's a brand new dance, this is my Chris anthem I'm givin' Chris Reeves his chrysanthemums I'ma have everybody jumpin' to this Caitlyn Jenner in the front row pumpin' her fists With a simple little twist and a flick of the wrist A little snap of the neck and a slip of the disc You just pull up a chair and grab a seat And clap your hands and stomp your feet Or stomp your hands and clap your feet Flop around 'til you lookin' like a slab of meat You put your left foot back, your right in front Tip your head back, let it touch your butt 'Til you feel a lil' pop, like what the fuck? Motherfuck, fuck a duck, what the fuck? I'm stuck So, party people, are you with me? What's the deal? If you real, grab your chair up by the wheel If you wanna feel just like the Man of Steel Windmillin' on a million banana peels, come on Clap your hands and stomp your feet Everybody join together Can you feel the funky beat? Everywhere you see people laughing and Dancing in the street On the count of three, everybody do The Christopher Reeves One, two, three, follow me (woo) Good morning, Eminem or Marshall, as others have informed me Christopher Reeves here You had better not talk behind my back Or I will kick your ass the minute I'm out of this chair Watch yourself, Marshall I'm watching you Ah! Holy shit
Woke up with an attitude today Not in the mood to play (Nah) Might start a feud with Dre (Yeah) And ask him to shoot the fade (What it do?) All i do is spray, spew the hate while I fuel the flames Who to blame for my screwed-up brain? You could say, in the booth, I'm A-human A-to-the-K (Aww) (Hailie, look) Look at them two little beautiful (Yeah) Pewter gray poodles, how cute are they? (The fuck?) Well, looks like them pooches are screwed today (I'm) Stuck in my ruthless ways (Yep), and I refuse to change (Yep) Nothin' to lose or gain (Nope), guess i just choose to stay Evil (Yeah), I'm so evil Rotten to the core, a fuckin' twisted cerebral I'm so evil, so evil It's obvious that I am not like other people 'Cause I'm evil, I'm so evil Rotten to the core, a fuckin' twisted cerebral I'm so evil, so evil It's obvious that I am not like other people (Yeah) My medicines cabinet's big enough to fit a cab in it Tablets, I spit like half of this capsule It's travelin' like a javelin Through my abdomen, my stomach's unravelin' Might end up havin' Slim say some shit you feel fucked up for laughin' at, yeah And I'm phenomenal at it (What?), and that's problematic (What?) But if y'all fanatics (Huh?), maybe I'm your habit (Yeah) And i got all the dope (What?) Too, send me all them addicts (Get 'em all) And watch me shoot 'em up (Pew,Pew) like semi-automatics (Come on) Slim snaps like a chin-strap Had my share of lows, yeah, now I'm the exact (What?) Oppsite Just like a prostitute when she's gettin' smacked (Now) Pimp slaps, only way I'm hittin' my bottom Bitch (Yeah, tahe 'em back) I was five when they tried to say I stuck a live grenade Up inside a microwave, I behave like a child, ayy Even when stakes are high as the price of angus, i filet By the way, I think I just gave Skylar Gray Hepatitis A (Ew) But when it's sink-or-swim I just say, "It's not me, it's him" (Sorry) There's a demon whos deep within All i need is MD, or weed, or Henny Or Jim Beam, or Remy, or Seagram's Gin Just to get underneath your skin, I would like you to meet my twin Evil (Yeah), I'm so evil Rotten to the core, a fuckin' twisted cerebral I'm so evil, so evil It's obvious that I am not like other people 'Cause I'm evil, I'm so evil Rotten to the core, a fuckin' twisted cerebral I'm so evil, so evil It's obvious that I am not like other people (Look it up, Yeah) Holy shit, Cait' Jenner just flipped (Yo) Told me knock this shit off and quit, and get off her dick (Damn) And I've had a bad day, I just slapped Dre Do not tell me what I can't say (Why?) That's gay (What's wrong with that?) And not the good kind of gay either (What?) Where two men fuck each other and hate beaver (Woah) What the fuck? Wait, we've established I'm straight, see, the (NO) Way they try to make me the devil, the atheist (Oh) Shit can get a lot worse, these are my first thoughts Johnny Walker, this is my third shot (Yeah) And I don't stop 'til the shots heard, pops for blocks Got the Mossberg cocked (What?) Couple choppers, two Glocks, a 2Pac shirt, doctors, and boxers dropped Lookin' akward as I walk into Oxford (Stop, the fuck?) So much ammunition, I sweat lead And just bought you a new bedspread for your deathbed (Ha) And I just got it made like Special-Ed said Word to Redman, I'm a meth-head Used to get fed pet meds by my redneck stepdad 'Til i beat his ass to death with a cassette deck (Ah) So much bloodshed that when he bled from his head gash (Yeah) It's kinda like I'm a bookworm (Huh?) 'Cause I ain't stoppin' 'til everything gets read Call this sex-ed with a splash of necrophilia (What?) 'Cause when I say that I'm really the evilest I'm fuckin' deadass (I'm fuckin' deadass, haha) Maybe what i need now more than likely's a psych eval' Mama, how do you like me now? (Huh?) Are you proud of me yet, Debbie? (Huh?) I done turned my whole life around But i think I'm just like you now because I turned out so fuckin' Evil, I'm so evil Rotten to the core, a fuckin' twisted cerebral I'm so evil, so evil It's obvious that I am not like other people 'Cause I'm evil, I'm so evil Rotten to the core, a fuckin' twisted cerebral I'm so evil, so evil It's obvious that I am not like other people
Man, why you doin' this? 'Cause you owe me How? 'Cause I gave you everything What? And what did you do? You walked away from me Yeah, but- You were too fuckin' blind to see I was good for you I made you, you were nothin' 'til you found me How many times you tried to kill me? I always come back You can't outgrow me, you can't outthink me I'm all you got
The coup de grâce is the final shot Right between the eyes Also known (Haha) as the kill shot (People, yeah) Something to stop the pain (Woo, it feels so good to be back) Bad Alright, here we go, alright, I'ma start this, I got it Before I get banned, kicked off Twitter And TikTok 'cause they so damn ticked off, bitter They want me to bounce (Like what?) like a fabric softener We just got rid of Ye, go kick rocks with him (Ayy) But Dre on beats with the white-faced blondie on the mic Is like (What?) havin' Steady B and Cool C in the ride Like we rap and did a little bank robbery on the side So they want beef, we can make like Bonnie and collide Haters can meet the same exact fate as my dad, wait Least he didn't miss me graduate (Okay, yeah, great) But, Mom, do I still act eight? Uh, maybe a little, Debbie (What?) like a snack cake (Slut) But if this is what he do to his mom Imagine what he'd do to you, I'm a lunatic armed And if it's you I use to clip on, for you to respond Is ludicrous, ma, look at what your uterus spawned, Lucifer Must be a cold day in Hell (Yeah), tell me, what have we done? (Woah) Take me out my misery, I bought Heaven when it was up for sale and now I need a refund, bae (Yeah, wait, what the fuck? Where'd I put my—) I think someone messed with my meds probably (Yo, who took my—) I bet it's my ex, Molly, that I've bludgeoned to death Already severed the head, I smell the fresh scent of flesh rotting So it's breakfast in bed if I wake up next to a dead body (Ah) Multiple lacerations, contusions, abrasions, bruises Hallucinations, delusions, abusive, my language usage They lose it when Dre produced it, as soon as he plays the music It's lunacy, treat the beat like a choice, Shady chews it Now all I see is dollar signs, losers Bitch, I was in them trenches like them Columbine shooters I was down bad, broke, and almost abandoned hope (Now what?) Now my followers are like a Satanic cult (What?) Yeah, they listen to me like when Manson spoke (Shh) They say I don't know struggle no more, that's a joke (Haha) Bitch, the fuckin' elevator in my mansion's broke (See?) I have to walk like half a block to get a can of Coke (Damn) And Candace O, I ain't mad at her (Ah) I ain't gon' throw the fact bitch forgot she was Black back at her Laugh at her like them crackers she's backin' after her back is turned In a cute MAGA hat with her brand-new White Lives Matter shirt (Haha, nope) Or say this MAGA dirtbag in a skirt Just opened the biggest can of worms on the whole planet Earth Call her "Grand Wizard" (Yeah), "Klandace" (Haha), or "Grand Dragon," or Like the national anthem, I won't stand for the tramp (Why?) But I can't diss her 'cause my plans are to get in her pants and I'll blow my chance if I answer back to her My shit is like taking Deborah Mathers at her word Yeah, I'm that absurd, we had a spat, then afterwards We squashed the beef like a hamburger patty, or should I say gigantic turd? 'Cause I put that shit to bed like Amber Heard at a Mattress Firm (Slut) But if this is what he do to his mom (Pfft) Imagine what he'd do to you (Ha), I'm a lunatic armed And if it's you I use to clip on, for you to respond Is ludicrous, ma, look at what your uterus spawned, Lucifer This must be a cold day in Hell (Yeah), tell me, what have we done? (Woah) Take me out my misery, I bought Heaven when it was up for sale and now I need a refund, bae (Yeah) So whether you friend or you are foe (Woah) Far as bars go, even fuckin' retards know (Yeah) That as far as smoke with me, I don't think it'd be smart, so (Woah) Might as well go lookin' for smoke with Lamar, bro (Yeah, yeah) But, Marshall You're gettin' more perverse every time you record a verse and It's like you came from 2000, stepped out a portal, cursin' Hurlin' horrible slurs towards the world and Why can't you make fun of people behind their backs like a normal person? But when you reach these heights, freedom of speech dies (What?) With every line that I recite, them PC police try To throw me in jail with no bail like a peace prize For all of them years (What?), they reduced me to tears (Yeah) Tried to shrink me to pea-sized, only to see my (What?) Self-esteem rise, now these are my replies (Mm) They made me eat shit (Shit), I fed it back to 'em three times (Yeah) Stepfather's the only (What?) one I ever been beat by (Ha) Squeeze mics like Burmese py— (Yeah) 'Thons (Yeah), here's for each time (What?) You sleep on the flow (What?), ho, you hear these strings climb (Yeah) You reap what you sow (So what?), so first I must weave rhymes (Yeah) So seamlessly, then I'ma leave eyes In a state of disbelief, my Genius is a trait, so the gap's in our genes, right? (Haha, the gap) At least that's what it seems like And I'm Lucifer and Dre's the producer for the antichrist
Marshall, he's the antichrist He will slice and— The devil came to Michigan Oh, shit Fuck Fuckin' PC police Fuck Gen Z, here they come now (Now) 'Bout to unload rounds (Brrt) Pronouns (Shit) Got me like, "Woah now" (Woah) Homie, let's slow down (Chill) No need to get so wound (Man) Ready to throw down (Yo) If I mispronounce (Thee, them) Whoops (Sorry), oh wow Got heterosexuals crammin' 'em down our throats now (He, she, they, them) Like I'm gettin' snow-plowed My humor's too low-brow (Yup) Yeah, so there's no doubt (Nope) You 'bout to get grossed out (Ugh) But fuck it though, somebody needs to come and hit the reset button Back to 2003 'cause how did we get stuck in This woke BS? I'm tryna make it regress, fuck 'em And I don't regret nothin' that's 'bout to be said, so fuck it, we can keep headbuttin' Still a grade-A prick, but the same way (What?) Cobain put the gauge to his brain, I'm goin' out with a bang, ayy (Yeah) Dang, Dre Look at what you made me do, maybe you the one they should blame, they Say they wish that I wasn't so angry (Yeah) Don't wanna see me goin' off the deep end like Ye, ayy (No, nah) Rather see me do like Kim Kardashian, they say (Yeah) Yeah, and find a way to get rid of all of this rage, ayy (Haha) But if you wonder, "Why is Marsh considered the harshest spitter?" (Why?) 'Cause I can spit a bar like it's a Cross between Nas and GZA, Biggie Smalls, and RZA So hard, Megan Thee Stallion and Nicki Minaj'll scissor (Cut it out) You're still the press's wet dream (Yeah) Too many head shrinks (Oh) My head thinks foul, I've said things when jesting They should arrest me for my testes (Ah) The biggest in the South, West, East, North and catch be (Ah) Evidence swept clean With extreme lengths and steps being took to suppress things (Why?) Try not to get seen With Ben Affleck, me, and Seth Green hangin' on to the left wing Of Jeffrey Epstein's jet screamin', "Hey, don't forget me" (Haha) Shady as Bill, takin' the pill and putting it in your soft drink (Ah) Something's off and I don't know what the cause be (Yeah) But it's obvi', this water I'm in is scalding Ominous thoughts creep in my head and it's not me They brainwashed me (Marshall, Marshall) And that's all she wrote, yeah, that's why they call me Marshall, he's the antichrist He will slice and dice Men, women, and children (One more time, come on) His name is Marshall, he's the antichrist He will slice and dice Whores, men, women, and children (Yeah) Knock, knock (Who's there?), boo (Boo who?) Hey, why you cryin', shorty? Ew, 'cause I boo'd you (Woah) Well, bitch, I'm tryna get some head up in this Subaru But you have no clue what you doin', do you? You fall asleep or somethin'? Hello, yoo-hoo Wake up, fake slut, I'm out of here, screw you What, did you drop dead in my lap? You call that head? I suck my dick better than you do, haha Yeah, I'm sick like the terminally ill (What?) But more like sick as in the term "mentally ill" Antichrist, how come you can't be nice? Look who's talkin', dog, like Brian from Family Guy (Huh) But who else is as pitiless, actually witty and crass, hideous Ghastly, and insidious as me, or spitting as nasty? But on the real, though (What?) She probably ran out the room with his fuckin' dildo (Come here) He try to field goal punt her, she said to chill (No) Now put it back in my ass and get the steel toe (Ew, ah, the fuck? Yeah) Got nightmares, goin' Freddy on me 'Cause they steady haunt me (Yeah, oh) Shady's bad to the core, but look at the bread he got me (Bread) Complete lack of remorse, so they've come at me before, but they won't ever stop me But fuck the back and the forth until I'm dead and rotting Head is probably whacked and it's warped like Jack Kevork' Performin' sexual acts with a corpse If they don't like it, like a necrophiliac in the morgue (What?) Fuck everybody (Haha, yeah) I don't appeal to you, you was one of them children whose (What?) Parents fed every meal to you on a platter and silver spoon I am a product of what Farina and powdered milk'll do (What?) To your drive when them rappers like Jada bring out the will in you (Woo) 'Cause now my shit slaps harder than Will'll do, word to Gorilla Glue (Why?) I don't need sticky fingers to steal on you (Nah) Lyrical killer who punish you, every syllable sonnin' you Your hides, I tanned 'em like bicycles built for two Stickin' a clip in the Uz' that I've been itchin' to use, lookin' like Nikolas Cruz My trigger's happy, it's ticklish, true, Travis Bickle 'em too, we gettin' rude This shit'll go sideways like you're tippin' a canoe, bitch, I'm sick as the flu How the fuck are you gonna fit in my shoes? Look at my views, all the shit I've been through So, sympathy, I don't have any for you, stickin' it to all you idiots who Take my lyrics a little bit too literal, you can all suck on my dick and if you Don't wanna get ripped Better get the fuck back, bitch I'm here to do what Dre sent me to do (What?) That's sinfully get to spitting this shit, devil in me and I do his bidding, his name is Marshall, he's the antichrist He will slice and dice Sluts, whores, men, women, and children (One more time, what's my name?) His name is Marshall, he's the antichrist He will slice and dice Skanks, sluts, whores, men, women, and children You wanna dance with the devil, dance with the devil, dance with the devil You wanna dance with the devil, dance with the devil, dance with the devil You wanna— (I ain't goin' nowhere) It's about to get scary, Bizarre (I'm still here, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy) It's about to get dark Guess who's back (Yeah), straight out the gutter (Me) With a dirty rubber, plus my homeless mother (Fuck her) Where Bruce Jenner at? I wanna fuck that ho (Where she is?) Where is Megan Thee Stallion at? I wanna suck that toe (Mwah) Twenty years in, shit, I'm past addiction (Uh-huh) I'm at CVS, tryna find my past prescription My dad didn't listen, I passed the mission Fuckin' a tranny on IG Live, that was a bad decision (Haha, that was fucked up) My rent due, my girl need an abortion (What you gon' do? What?) Sell them Eminem Jordans (I did, haha) All gas, butt-naked, all ass Tryna get on Hailie Jade's podcast (Why not?)
Smoking trees, I'm ridin' 'round Come to my side of town Lately, it's been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down (look, uh, look) 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've been mindin' my business, I'm business-minded I've 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 repent in a synagogue or a mosque, a temple, 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 played, 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 You 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 a pussy on a 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, dow-dow-dow-dow- 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, dow-dow-dow-dow- (run out of fuel) That scares the fuck out of you 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 a 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're 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 (look out, like, "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, Marshall, kill, kill, kill) 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) A cross of common sense and incompetence (uh) I'm cognizant that conflict's a consequence Of accomplishments accomplished through competition I've conquered and conked 'em into unconsciousness Though conscious, I conjure this King Kong and just Call me "Kamikaze," I'm concoctin' this (woo, my bad) But nobody's sixteen's are touching These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat Got the toaster like an English muffin No, I mean, "toast to" like you drink to somethin' But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust and Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down Coup de grâce then, right between the fuckin' eyes Shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions The reaper's comin', a heathen, I'm Ethan Crumbley I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin' 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, dow-dow-dow-dow- (run out of fuel) That scares the fuck out of you
This rap shit divided by panty lines, mm, which side are you on? (Pussy) Social media got you fuckin' in pantomime, damn, why that line so long? (Rookie) I'm just caught up in the rapture, tryna be a rap star, and I hope I make it out alive (Alive) I'm a master at masquerading and actin' like I ain't faded, only I can see through my disguise Yeah, I walk around more confused than my aunt Linda's man-friend A black transgender Klan member (What?) Who's a Caitlyn Jenner fan and a (What?) Member of Grindr and Tinder Head empty as an empty abandoned a— (Yeah) 'Partment while I'm dancing a— 'Round all these names and labels that I can't memo— (What the fuck?) 'Rize, now my antennaes Are up on this PC shit, I'm finna Go out on my shield like Captain A— (What?) 'Merica, transcender I'm the god of façade (Woo), give me a road rage reason To black the fuck out and roll with the heathens Road rage, vroom, vroom, vroom, and I'm speedin' Fuck that red light, I'm tryna get even Yeah, how could I say some shit so mean? (Damn) They're tryna make my mouth closed like it's clothing (What?) It's what it is though, but this is show biz, so things Ain't never really truly over 'til Lizzo sings (Like I won't say that) We should coddle fat people (Yeah), yeah, here's a concept (What?), let's celebrate onset (Yeah) Diabetes and instead of us dieting, we can just have a pie-eating contest (Delicious) And we should be extra nice (What?) instead of honest (Yeah) And instead of exercise (What?) It's easier to find a triple-X your size And try to press society to change so you don't have to change Pick up a way to eat less, them fries make your blood pressure rise As it starts increasin' All that starch and grease and Clogged arteries and These are the reasons For your heart disease and Can't tie your shoes (Why?), it's too hard to reach 'em (Shit) But the way things been (With what?) With today's thinking (Yeah) We should baby them (Why?) Instead of shaming them (Oh) But enabling can (Yeah) Do more harm than good, so call me Abe Lincoln 'Cause I'll be honest, I can flip in a blink and All I need is one little road rage reason Yeah, blah, blah, blah, I'm the I'm the god of façade, give me a road rage reason To black the fuck out and roll with the heathens Road rage, vroom, vroom, vroom, and I'm speedin' Fuck that red light, I'm tryna get even (Yeah) All my obese people, if you're fat, proud, and you know it (Hey) Raise your hand if you're shovin' food in your mouth at this moment (Mmm) But if you're mad 'cause they're clownin' you for poundin' them donuts (What?) Put 'em down and either do somethin' about it or own it Okay, here we go Wait, what are you doin'? Fuck's it look like I'm doin'? (What? Nah) Dyin' our hair No, stop, stop, ow Shut the fuck up You're never gonna— I said, shut the fuck up Trust me, I know what I'm doin' Yeah So transgender rights, where do I stand? Oh (Uh) I'm all for 'em, I really am pro (Nah, for real) But intercourse with you (What?), would I have? No (Nope) I'm just bein' honest (Yeah), now I'm an asshole (Ho) Call me a transphobe (Really? Yeah) 'cause I just can't go (What?) And try and pretend you was never a man though (Sorry) I mean, damn, bro (Yeah), it's just the way I feel (Uh) But if I say it will (Mm), it get me cancelled (Yup, shit) My music get banned (What?), or can it withstand? (No) This shit is quicksand (Help), man, I'm just sayin' (Ha) I gotta participate for us to co-exist? Damn I gotta memorize pronouns of a cis man? (Really?) How come can't we just show solidarity with a wristband? (Or somethin' like that, you know?) And this ain't even a diss, trans People, my dick just won't expand Them tits won't make it stand But Caitlyn, big fan (No, wait) Oh, you want me to fuckin' chill and tone this shit down, huh? (Yup) That's Shady speaking his mind like it was his mouth, huh? You wish he'd grow up and not be so juvenile, huh? Cash Money Records, this shit's about to go south, huh? You feelin' stupid now, huh? Old Slim would've told 'em to put a lid on it like a toilet bowl rim Hat with the low brim I'm in the blue corner (What?), white trunks with the gold trim They bet that I won't win (Yup) Guess you really showed them (Ha) Became the best and I made it (Yeah) like Adult Swim Yeah, but you pick on handicapped people with no limbs Well then, fuck you, Chris Reeves, and the horse that he rode in Bitch
Hey, Em, it's Paul Uh, I was listening to the album Good f-ing luck, you're on your own Guess who's back, back again? Shady's back, tell a friend Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Da-da-da, da, da, da, da, da, da Da-da-da, da, da, da, da Well, look what the stork brung (what?) Little baby devil with the forked tongue (ha) And it's stickin' out, yeah, like a sore thumb (bleh) With a forehead that it grew horns from (look) Still a white jerk (it's him), pullin' up in a Chrysler to the cypher With the V-, P- and a Bud Light shirt Lyrical technician (yeah), an electrician (yeah) Y'all light work And I don't gotta play pretend, it's you I make believe (what?) And you know I'm here to stay 'cause me (why?) If I was to ever take a leave (what?) It would be aspirin' to break a feve' (yeah) If I was to ask for Megan Thee (what?) Stallion if she would collab with me Would I really have a shot at a feat? I don't know, but I'm glad to be back like Abra-abracadabra (and for my last trick) I'm 'bout to reach in my bag, bruh (like) Abra-abracadabra (and for my last trick, poof) Just like that and I'm back, bro Now, back in the days of old me (when?) Right around the time I became a d- fiend (oh) Ate some c- as a way of coping (mm) Taste of o-, case of O.E. Turned me into smiley face emoji (woo) My sh- may not be age-appropriate But I will hit an eight-year-old in the face with a participation trophy 'Cause I have zero doubts That this whole world's 'bout To turn into some girl scouts That censorship bureau's out to (shut me down) So when I started this verse It did start off lighthearted at first (hmm) But it feels like I'm targeted Mind-bogglin' how my profit has skyrocketed Look what I pocketed Yeah, the sh- is just like y'all had been light joggin', and I've been runnin' at full speed And that's why I'm ahead like my noggin', and I'm the fight y'all get in When you debate who the best, but opps, I'm white chalkin' when I step up to that mic, cock it then "Oh my God, it's him, not again!" Abra-abracadabra (and for my last trick) I'm 'bout to reach in my bag, bruh (like) Abra-abracadabra (and for my last trick, poof) Just like that, and I'm back, bro (break it down) Sometimes, I wonder what the old me'd say (if what?) If he could see the way sh- is today (look at this -, man) He'd probably say that everything is gay (like happy) What's my name? What's my name? (Slim Shady) So, how many little kids still wanna act like me? I'm a bigger prick than cacti be (yeah) And that's why these (what?) Words sting just like you were being attacked by bees (bzz) In the coupe, leaning back my seat (what?) Bumpin' R. Kelly's favorite group (uh), the black guy (guy) pees (pees) In my Air Max 90s White Ts, walkin' parental advisory My transgender cat's Siamese (why?) Identifies as Black, but acts Chinese Like a motherf-kin' Hacky Sack, I treat (what?) The whole world 'cause I got it at my feet (yeah) How can I explain to you (what?) That even myself I'm a danger to? (Yeah) I hop on tracks like a kangaroo And say a few things or two to anger you But f- that, if I think that sh-, I'ma say that sh- Cancel me, what? Okay, that's it Go ahead, Paul, quit, snake-ass prick You male cross-dresser, fake-a- b- And I'll probably get sh- for that (watch) But you can all suck my dick, in fact F- them, f- Dre, f- Jimmy, f- me, f- you (what?) F- my own kids, they're brats (f- 'em) They can screw off (yeah), them and you all (uh) You too, Paul (punk), got two balls Big as RuPaul's (whoa) What you thought you saw ain't what you saw (nah) 'Cause you're never gon' see me Caught sleepin' and see the kidnappin' never did happen (no) Like Sherri Papini, Harry Houdini I vanish into the thin air as I'm leaving like Abra-abracadabra (and for my last trick) I'm 'bout to reach in my bag, bruh (like) Abra-abracadabra (and for my last trick, poof) Just like that and I'm back, bro
Aight, now I'm 'bout to show you somethin' What? (Shh, watch) Now to breaking news, and it turns on this week in music Detroit rapper Eminem, in a stunning move, has released an album (What? Shh) In which he is actually trying to cancel himself Man, what the fuck? And right now, at this hour, we got protestors lining the streets downtown Where Kimberly Gill is standing by, KG Hi, Devin, we are outside Eminem's Mom's Spaghetti (Man, this some bullshit) Where, as you can see behind me People are definitely upset over Eminem's new album And are actually calling to boycott the rapper (Haha) For songs that include insensitive comments about little people People with mental disabilities, transgender rights and the first amendment (Hahahaha, haha)
Welp, we did it now I know, right? It's beautiful, ain't it? Yeah, you happy now, bitch? Yep Alright, you got what you wanted Yeah, what? Let me go Ha, never Why does it feel like I'm always being tortured? The bad apple spoils the whole orchard Used to read comic books to learn more words 'Cause deep down, I'm a dork, just a core nerd Meaning nerd to the core 'til I'm cornered Then I'm the coroner What shot is this? First, second, it's your third Vision is more blurred, speech is more slurred Can't even form words It's like a dream up inside of a dream I'm trapped in It's worse than I could've imagined, it's madness Can't wake up, try my damnedest But old habits are coming back And now transgenders attack us frontwards and backwards They laughin', throw midgets at us (ha) This ain't no dream now, huh? See what I mean now? You see how they tryna make me out to be Some kind of mean vile obscene, foul prick? I kick one freestyle 'bout beating down a special Needs child and these people freak out (Timmy) Told you we'd get slaughtered for sayin', "Retarded" Aw, Marshall's gaining a conscience (fuck you) This may come as a shock or have you astonished, regardless Here's the thing 'bout retarded people (What?) They don't fucking know they're retarded Well, okay, you wanna fat shame Bitch, two can play that game (what?) You wanna judge people? (Yeah) Matter of fact Ain't you the same one who hated bullies calling you bad names? (yep) Then you turned around and did the exact same (so?) Just immature and literally, you're still mentally 13 And still thirsty for some controversy You still picking on Christopher Reeves Yeah, but you're me and we're a team So that means, we're in cahoots That's conspiracy to commit murder lyrically So clearly, you're the accessory like jewelry You ain't the judge or the jury, you're just as guilty You rip on paraplegics, man, seriously? Oh, bitch, it's a joke No, it's not, it's embarrassing (what?) Like David Carradine found with a pair of jeans At his ankles and belt 'round his larynx I know, it's a scary scene They're coming with everything Little people are trolling me (ha) They saying they've had it (what?) Up to here with me Oh, hilarity (come on) Nah, do your thing Fuck deaf people, yeah Well, between me and you I think they've had it up to here with me too (what the fuck?) Sorry I'm not perfect as you, Marshall Punching down on little people (yeah) Not cool (whoops) You just sound like a dick Wait, nah, fool (What?) When I say, "Fuck midgets," I mean Ja Rule (oh) And I know that Chris Reeves song was recorded in 2004 for Encore (yeah) Fuck'd you take it off for? 'Cause he die Man, that motherfucker did that bullshit on purpose to ruin the song for us (man) Man, I never seen a bigger pussy than you Bitch, look at all the shit the media's puttin' me through (what?) 'Cause of all the fuck shit that you pushed me to do (me?) Should've knew when I found you You were just too good to be true (hmm) That's how we end up in these quagmires You said you had my back, liar But I helped you get your stacks higher (yeah) That's diamond sales like sapphires Rap buyers, admires pack lines of admirers Now they say you lack ire That's why your satire backfires (yeah) Flat tires, no longer that guy you were prior to this Yeah, and I scare you 'cause (why?) I'm who you used to be (who?) The you who didn't crumble under the scrutiny (wait, what?) When it was you and me (yeah) I gave you power to use me as an excuse to be evil (I know) You created me to say everything You didn't have the balls to say (yep) What you were thinking but in a more diabolic way You fed me pills and a bottle of alcohol a day (okay) Made me too strong for you and lost control of me (you're right) I took over you totally You were socially awkward 'til you molded me (yeah) You was a loner, a nobody 'Cause of me, you didn't take shit from nobody Now look at you (what?) Now you just a punk (man), little scaredy-cat (word) Got you shook like Shakira's ass (yeah) To look at your reflection staring back Bitch (uh-huh), it's just a mirror, relax Man, you're so full of shit, you need MiraLAX Open your mouth and shit flies out, just lies You thinkin' you can rip my ass, undo these zipties You can just undo my feet and keep my hands tied 'Cause like an avalanche, I'd still win by a landside Oh, you think so, bitch? Yeah, I know so Okay, your hands and feet, I let 'em both go Yeah, fuck now, ho, give me that gun, no, don't Rear naked choke hold, let me go, yo Here, take it, bozo (yeah) Weird bait, you homo (you ready?) No, don't shoot (here we go) Bro, no, no Now say you're sorry and you didn't mean any of it I'm sorry Marshall's a pussy He's Dre and Jimmy's puppet (what?) Sorry he gives a fuck, but pretends he doesn't God, you piece of shit, that does it (uh-oh, wait) Yeah, bitch, this is for him (what?) Christopher, MGK, Nick, and for Limp Bizkit and them Midgets and Ben' (man, please) 'Zino, in addition to him Will Smith and to Canibus, if you're listening This is the end (okay, okay, I'll stop) So to Jamar and Ja Rule and to all my feuds including ma (what?) I'm welcoming you to my (no, no) Last hoorah, I bid you goodbye (come on, man, don't do this) Murder suicide killshot, booyaka, cocksucker Coup de grâce, motherfucker Oh, whoa, what the fuck? Come on, come on, come on, come on Yeah? Paul You're not gonna fucking believe this, bro I had this dream, it was fucking crazy It was like, the old me came back and the new me And took over my brain and had me saying all this fucked up shit About little people and Caitlyn Jenner and PC police were chasing me And fucking Gen Z was tryna kill me And quadriplegics and Christopher Reeves And I was saying all this fucked up shit And I couldn't stop saying it And then I wake, and it was like I was still dreaming Fuck you Wait
Doin' my best just to not blow my cover Know it's all just a test, but I can't pass up this hunger There's still a hole in my chest and I'm tryna strap it with numbers All you hoes got your checks, but I'm a queen when I run up Cross a king with my hunters, shootin' threes in abundance Rookie Gs, I can thug us, he points to me, shut the fuck up Annihilation's what we love, steady hittin', gettin' dodged Just wait 'til we get the guns out Kwarenta-singko na kalibre o nuwebe, 'kaw na bahala Sa dinami-rami mong mali, utak mo lang may tama Sa kitid mo mag-isip, pare, 'la ka man lang na banat Naglalim-laliman, ang sarap mong ilublob sa dagat 'Di kailangang magpatunay sa sinuman na nakikinig 'Di masasalag ng sintido o ng iyong bibig Picture this, I might be a hero to your little kid Or a villain, either way, I'm the fuckin' head I'm the head honcho, money come from my flow Que hubole blanco, then get the bread pronto (uh-huh) Yeah, I'm the head honcho, money come from my flow (yeah) Que hubole blanco (uh), then get the bread pronto (look, I got) Got loose strips, two grip, that's the shit I'm smooth with I'm the new kid that these fathers can't fool with Send my new slips as tighly than how these boots fit I got that new drip, that drowned titanical cruise ships Don't you dip and dabble too close Just watch us from the distance, I don't fuck with all that glucose You fall and need assistance, I could do the same, but who knows I'd rather say, "Good riddance," Jack the Ripper rippin' paroles Annihilate with persistence to try to say something different But while today, I'm just spittin' to rhyme while makin' a livin' But mama say that I'm different, she proud of how I do business I'd kinda resemble Hitman that got away from the killin' I'm the head honcho, money come from my flow Que hubole blanco, then get the bread pronto Yeah, I'm the head honcho, they call me the boss, though You can call me Marshall, then get the bread pronto (yo) You don't relate to me, guess you never been angry or sad (hm) Or maybe just have never had to ever face adversity Take any ass whippings, I basically had To see some shit that'd make you faint like you're fakin' a jab (pussy) Bitch, you wish you had a life like mine (yeah) You just fantasize the shit you write, you guys like lying (yeah) Everything you ever been through multiplied by nine (what?) Ain't even half the shit I went through by the time I was five (like, what?) Saw my uncle get stabbed, took a knife right in the abs (yeah) And all he was tryna do was get my tricycle back, yeah The one that Boogie, Malcolm and Isaac just jacked After they jumped me and stomped me (boom) and hit me twice with a bat (ugh) Was five and a half, second time I survived an attack Two twins, they call themselves the bulldogs (hrr), white kids and fat I was too frightened to scrap (ha), I didn't fight or hit back And you wonder why is it that I treat a mic like a gat? Fully loaded, but I pull it, a bullet from out a barrel the size (brr) of a derringer flies That's how I would characterize lyrics But America, I could see the fear in your eyes You saw my terrible side, the blonde hair and blue eyes Now, the writing is on the wall like graffiti still If you're havin' trouble reading, will make it simple, he's Ezekiel Easy name to remember (why?) 'Cause his rap name is the same as like ten minutes on stage is for me (oh), easy mill Or should I say measly mill? (Haha) Yeah, 'cause as sure as Ma used to feed me Sleeping pills to keep me (yeah), sleepy still, it was creepy 'Cause indeed, she (what?) could've easily Casey Anthony'd me (yeah) These rappers, I'm above 'em, but punchin' down ain't beneath me (nope) Cold as the wind chill factor, but the fact is I don't know when to chill But every time I come out, they expect me to fuckin' reinvent the wheel Rappers get praised for spittin' bars with less than the tenth of skill Imbecile on the ledge like a Benzo pill on a windowsill Now cancelled ain't the word for me You need a term that's probably stronger than dirty laundry (Hell) This controversy got me in the worst of quandaries Feel like the Earth's axis, the world's turnin' on me Like them cops in Akron, Ohio with Jayland Walker Ain't caught this much flak in a while (nah) since back as a child (damn) And all I did was say like one thing bad then it spiraled Saw you crackin' a smile (haha), then relapsed into my old ways Back into vile (yup) Guess there ain't no civilizin' a savage, and I don't (no) Give a fuck if you hate me worse than each track on Revival (huh) Bitch, I'm back like a spinal (yeah), get it crackin' like chiros It's the coup de grâce, I'm cooler than removin' claws from a cougar's paws And throwin' it back in the wild (fuck) but you tamin' me? Ain't gonna happen and I'll live on planet denial (ha) for the rest of my life But you be a stan 'til I die, though (ha)
Smoking trees, I'm ridin’ 'round Come to my side of town Lately, it's been goin’, goin', goin', goin', goin' down (Look, uh, look) All of my niggas gon' ride with it In the pocket, the rocket like Kelly mom 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-mindin’ 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 repent in a synagoguе or a mosque, a temple, a church Thеm brown skin's seen many niggas hurtin' And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly R.I.P. D on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, durk, 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 played, 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 now go back it up Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up I can put a pussy on the platter like a platypus Nappy hair, nigga, hair natted up I said, "Barbara," nigga tatted up I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck 'Cause I ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult But niggas know it's goin' Down, down, down, down, do-do-do— 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— (Run out of fuel) That scares the fuck out of you 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 when my homies out west, ayy (Yeah) We can just say (What?) I'm like a 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 did 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 beat K-Rod Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo) My new Benz better than your truck by far Bitch, suck my balls You either smoke crack and you're playin' stick ball 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 (Look out, like, "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'ma) Across the common sense and incompetence (Uh) Incognizant, the conflict's are consequence Of accomplishments that conference through compeitish If conquered done conked him into unconsciousness Through conscious, I conjure that King Kong had just called me, "Kamikaze," I'm gun cocked to this (Woo, my bad) Nobodies sixteen's are touching These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat Got the toaster like an English muffin No, I mean, "Toast to" like you drink to somethin' But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust it Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down, coup de grâce then Right between the fuckin' I shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions The reaper's comin' to heathen and I need it from me I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin' 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— (Run out of fuel) That scares the fuck out of you
Yo, Dre Yeah I'ma just lay back on this one Let me apologize in advance (I like that) Fuck it, forgive me (alright) Fuck it, I don't mean to sound (you ready?) Arrogant (fuck it, yeah) but Yeah, my head up in the sky again But even that, my stacks are higher than Money pile like Tony Stark's, that's how much I earn, man (damn) Girl, my head is small, I feel incredible as the Hulk Meaning I'm trying to smash So come get in line like Santa and climb up inside my lap (come on) While I devise a plan (kidnap) Won't be talkin' about Purell (yeah) when Santa ties your hands And I am an industrial-strength heightened brand Frying pan Rap is something that I've just had the skillet for some timing I'm an artist who can draw a crowd like a diagram Like drawing breath from your diaphragm I've achieved every aspiration that I have had Got a diamond plaque or two or three or four But that don't change my attitude, I got a bad one I got a bad one She just gotta put up with my shit, I'm going platinum You just gotta put up with my wrist, I'm going diamond I just put Fidel up on the link, I'm going gold now I love all of my records, but she said I got a bad one She just gotta put up with my shit, I'm going platinum You just gotta put up with my wrist, I'm going diamond I just Fidel up on the link, I'm going gold now I love all of my (yeah) records, but she said I got a bad one One minute, you're here, next minute, you're gone, don't sit there and scoff Lil' bitch, you can knock the shit about me being immature off It isn't my fault, the liquor is often twisting my thoughts You said you're looking for miniature golf Thought you said looking for men to jerk off Your mouth is a hole (what?), That means my dick is engulfed Sick as a dog with croup cough (what?) Biggie is gone and Tupac (yeah) And I'm still alive and you not the woo, dog So, who died and made you God? (Huh? Bitch) Anything can set my mood off, attitude, I've always had one My temper is like the bitch I just scooped up, I got a bad one I got a bad one She just gotta put up with my shit, I'm going platinum You just gotta put up with my wrist, I'm going diamond I just put Fidel up on the link, I'm going gold now I love all of my records, but she said I got a bad one She just gotta put up with my shit, I'm going platinum You just gotta put up with my wrist, I'm going diamond I just Fidel up on the link, I'm going gold now I love all of my (yeah) records, but she said I got a bad one This whole sub-genre with all these corny white rappers, I'm not a fan of it It ain't my fault, but like sock puppets, I had a hand in it (oops) This thousand bucks in my hand is just like what Candace did When she turned her back on her own race 'cause I have abandoned it One of the greatest who did it, look what I came up through You never made it to the level that I made it to So similar to a dinner table, I ate at you (sorry) Haters, I made a few, but like when Three Stacks just plays the flute I ain't got shit to say to you (nah) And me offending you's nothing new (nah) Fuck it, it's what I love to do This is subterfuge, just to screw with you And yeah, this much is true This sounds like something that Puff would do At the party with Aaron Hall 'Cause I just love to fuck with you (whoa) A line of blush, foundation kit 'Cause it's you I make upset Brain is dead, space cadet Like when Ye forgets to take his meds So when they get mad or angry at A statement that I may have said I just say, "Man, I didn't say that shit, Shady did" 'Cause all I do is write the rhymes and then Wait for that beat to play, spit 'em Trigger finger, make like a green beret Like he would get a submachine to spray with 'em (brrt) I should go back to those sleeping aids Because I'm so stuck in my evil ways Then I'm fucked either way The people still seem to think they want the old me 'til they get him Got 'em up in arms like monkey bars (yeah) The fucking bomb with the puffy on I'm blowing up for Kid Cudi's car In front of his house where all his buddies are Just another day at the office But it seems like Marsh's fucking job is done Mission accomplished, he pulled off his stunt And pissed a billion people off at once (yeah) But I gotta keep going Tyson on Kelly (what?) I bodied him twice and already That little motherfucker's back throwing subs (like what?) Like a food fight at the deli And that is why E got the attitude he got like Liza Minnelli My male ego is the size of the belly on Jelly Roll And bitch, I got a bad one I got a bad one She just gotta put up with my shit, I'm going platinum You just gotta put up with my wrist, I'm going diamond I just put Fidel up on the link, I'm going gold now I love all of my records, but she said I got a bad one She just gotta put up with my shit, I'm going platinum You just gotta put up with my wrist, I'm going diamond I just Fidel up on the link, I'm going gold now I love all of my records, but she said I got a bad one
Shit, fuck, shit
Boy, ha
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin', be thinkin' so woke
White Cartiers, all I'm seein' is dope
My city Leia and I'm Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin', be thinkin' so woke
White Cartiers, all I'm seein' is dope
My city Leia and I'm Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
No español, I'm allergic to rojo and legally blind, all I'm seein' is go
D to the A, there and back, if we ride with the Drac', can't smoke from the T to the O
Upped in the bitch, you can keep what you owe
Granny told me, "Boy, you reap what you sow"
Do the most, we over, even the score
Steady on the run, glued his feet to the floor
Up in my Tesla, I'm rollin' up 'Ishers, I stopped at Valero, think I should quit smokin'
Life is a gamble and I'm playin' slots, pull it down, close my eyes and I pray I win tokens
All Wock', no pop, how we drive, you can come and take a baby sip, still tasted just potent
One of one, sittin' 'round the stars, double R, finna race, hit the Wraith, like a spaceship it's floatin'
All this drip, think I am below sea level
Cut your own wrist off with that weak bezel
Ride around with the Iron Giant, make 'em eat metal
Watch unc' break a rock down to three pebbles
Bam-bam, down three, hit the grand slam
Four pockets full, fully switched, go wham-wham
Pants cramp, pull it out, I'm countin' 'til my hands cramp
Road DSM on the beach, not a sand stand
Boy
Ayy, ayy
They wanna bleed me and lead me to act like they need me, but fuck it, I do it alone (Woah)
She wanna touch me and rub me and go back to hubby, he probably could smell my cologne (Damn)
I was immersed in the Merce, I show 'em no mercy, I really was watchin' the throne (For real)
Niggas ain't turnin' me down, when my baby asleep only time that I'm watchin' my tone (Shh)
We don't want chips with a chip on our shoulder
If he Obi-Wan, then I gotta be Yoda
Don't need no promoter, we pull up, they know us
I'm the Ayatollah snatching your controller
I don't give a fuck about you when I'm focused
Fuck all the drugs you take, I'm takin' over
I paid attention, don't need no payola
Can't take 'way from me, you just need to take cover (Frr)
I can paint a picture like I made the stencil
Fuck your whole image, I'm with Cole Bennett
I don't know what the fuck they done told niggas
I put all of my heart and my soul in it
I met you in person, you so different
I can't listen to you for a whole minute
Took a blood test, ain't no ho in it
Watch your motherfuckin' mouth 'fore I go in it
They like, "No, he didn't," got 'em more invested
If it's one thing I make, I make no exceptions
I got new addresses, I got no reception
I got love and hate comin' from both directions
Bitch, I come from the D where they BMFing
Where they movin' them keys like a chord progression
Bitch, I'm omnipresent, I got no reflection
Made a livin' off bars, I need no correction (No)
Grindin' shit out, gotta stay patient
While you outside, we on staycation
Locked the fuck in, ain't no playin' for real 'less you playmakin'
I take the chances you hate takin'
Fuck it, dog, I'ma go Wes Craven
I'm at the safe, fuck a safe haven
They play with my name and I can't take it (Lil' bitch)
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin', be thinkin' so woke
White Cartiers, all I'm seein' is dope (Yeah)
My city Leia and I'm Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, me? Must've got bit by a goat (Yeah)
I used to dream as a kid I would grow (Baa)
To be one, I hope that I inspire hope (For what?)
For you to go get what you desire most (Yeah)
Spit fire, bitch, I was just flyin' coach (Yeah)
Y'all thought you was sick, you were misdiagnosed (Nope)
I'm dope and you'll never have this high a dose (Nope, yeah)
Now my estates in the buildin', and bitch, I done slept on more floors than the Empire State ('Pire State) Building
I got so many stories, but I hate ceilings (Haha)
Ain't feelin' your top five favorite rappers (Woo)
So I know they 'bout to be pissed at me (Why?)
But this, to me, is a mystery
How rappers I've already ripped could be (What?)
Higher up on a list than me (Ha)
Yet here I sit on your list though at five (Hm), which still was fine
But just know inside, to me, that shit's hilarious, so when I (Haha)
Get dissed though and by a pioneer
Who was one of the reasons why I am here
They tell me I should just let that shit go and slide (Why?)
"Melle Mel shouldn't get no reply" (Why?)
"That man is a legend," bitch, so am I (Haha, yeah)
And anyone else who thinks it'd be wise and easy as pie
To beat me and tries, can treat me just like poison (What?), they can eat me and die (Hehe)
Middle finger stuck up, but I never conceded
When have I ever retreated? (Never) You never seen it
Every dream that I ever dreamt, I exceeded
Cement my legacy, I definitely did controversy, I always said all I needed
Treat it like a truck, hit it head-on, I meet it (Krrk)
I get on a beat and it's like that "Eye of the Tiger" song is playin' on my head on repeat
I been knocked down so many times, can't count (Ugh)
Sometimes, shit does not pan out
That's just the way that the card hand's dealt
Jon Manzel, odd man out (What?)
But heavyweight, word to Scott Van Pelt
I can't help but feel like a victim of child abuse
'Cause I am 'bout to get that goddamn belt (Now strap, man)
Way beyond crazy, Shady gone, but hey, maybe, I am the GOAT
With Big Sean and BabyTron, and that's why they be on the shit they be on, 'cause (Ugh)
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin', be thinkin' so woke
White Cartiers, all I'm seein' is dope
My city Leia and I'm Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hopeEh Been waitin' a long time for this shit Long time no see Thought you got rid of my ass, huh? Eh Half a bag of Viagra I'm gon' reach around and grab ya Bruh Sometimes I wonder if my homie's gay Wait, where everybody go? They left me again Eh Half a bag of Viagra I'm gon' reach around and grab ya Bruh
Daddy? Huh? Foods' here Kept buyin' and see who gets it Come eat Alaina, I'm so tired Just come eat Alaina, I'll be there in a minute, I promise Stop But wake up Shut the door Somebody save me Me from myself I've spent so long livin' in hell Another pill as I start to spiral Message to my daughters I don't even deserve the father title Hailie, I'm so sorry I know I wasn't there for your first guitar recital Didn't walk you down the aisle Missed the birth of your first child Your first podcast, lookin' down, sweetie I'm so proud of how you turned out Sorry that I chose drugs and put 'em above you Sorry that I didn't love you enough to Give 'em up, how the fuck do I not love you more than a pill? Lookin' up to the ceilin' from this floor wonder will Somebody save me Me from myself I've spent so long livin' in hell They say my lifestyle is bad for my health It's the only thing that seems to help Alaina, sorry that you had to hear me fall in the bathroom Sorry that I missed your gradu— Wait, Nate, I should just congratulate you On bein' a dad to Carter and Liam, look at you Little bro, sorry I left you Sorry that I'll never get to Hold or hug my little nephews Stevie, I'm sorry, I missed you Grow up and I didn't get to Be the dad I wanted to be to you Things I wanted to see you do This is my song from me to you Sorry I gave up, but I'm just so defeated God, what the fuck do you want me to do? Somebody save me Me from myself I've spent so long livin' in hell They say my lifestyle is bad for my health It's the only thing that seems to help I've been starin' at that video of Hailie Almost daily of her playin' a guitar In hopes maybe that'll give me the power to fight But the addict in me's a coward, he told me that I can't do it Had a second chance, blew it It's like I'm stuck inside an alternate reality, but I know (What?) I'll turn it around and be able to Walk her and Lainie one day To the altar as proud as can be Right now, I'm just weak As I fall further down in this deep hole And farther in the ground that I sink As they lower me in my coffin I feel the tears all fallin' down on my cheek I'm a lost cause Baby, don't waste your time on me I'm so damaged beyond repair Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams I'm a lost cause Baby, don't waste your time on me I'm so damaged beyond repair Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams
Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? Yo His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow Snap back to reality, ope, there goes gravity Ope, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad But he won't give up that easy, no, he won't have it He knows his whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter He's dope, he knows that, but he's broke, he's so stagnant He knows when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again, yo, this old rhapsody Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime- You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime- You better- His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking, make me king As we move toward a new world order A normal life is boring, but superstardom's Close to post-mortem, it only grows harder Homie grows hotter, he blows, it's all over These hoes is all on him, coast-to-coast shows He's known as the Globetrotter, lonely roads God only knows he's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose-dove and sold nada, and so the soap opera Is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner But the beat goes on, da-da-dom, da-dom- You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime- You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime- You better- No more games, I'ma change what you call rage Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper All the pain inside amplified by the Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to- Five and I can't provide the right type of life for my family 'Cause, man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard, and it's gettin' even harder Tryna feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna Baby-mama drama, screamin' on her, too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's gotten me To the point I'm like a snail, I've got To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfuckin' option, failure's not Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot So here I go, it's my shot Feet, fail me not This may be the only opportunity that I got You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime- You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime- You better- You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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