When I just a baby boy My momma used to me these crazy things She used to tell me my was an evil man, She to tell me he hated me But I got a little bit older And I realized, she was the one But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to it 'Cause just the way she was
They I can't rap about bein' broke no more They ain't say I rap about coke no more Slut, you think I won't no whore Til the vocal cords don't in her throat no more?! These are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm the shit Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it Put your hands down bitch, I ain't goin' you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, you're causin' too much Just over and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now raping his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Stone cover?" You god damn right bitch, and now 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' from his neck, while his head barely on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't want to with me Girls leave, you ain't but a slut to me Bitch I'm a you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't goin' stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with I shouldn't a said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the with me Bitches too! You nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't, want to with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to fuck with (why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' you
Bitch I'm a kill you! Like a weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't acid rap, I just rap on Got a new blow-up and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is that a hint? No! Just criminal intent to women again Eminem offend? No! Eminem And if you ever give in to him, you give him an To do it again, then, if he does it probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal ain't it Serial hidin' murder material In a cereal box on top of 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? Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's And the way things seem, I shouldn't to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the things threece! Twice? Whatever, I hate things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will these drinks Motherfuckers me to come on their radio shows Just to with 'em cause their ratings stink? Fuck that! choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand of her From to the student body and counselor From to before school to out of school I don't even believe in I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to hear you screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm to go play I go the machete O.J. I'm ready to make throat ache You keep eggin' me on Til I have you at knife point, you beg me to stop? Shut up! me your hands and feet I said shut up when I'm to you You me? Answer me!
Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies You know, I you