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