Infininte
Oh yeah, this is
Eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your
mother fucking mind, we represent the 313 You know what I'm
saying?, cause they don't know shit about this For the 9-6
Verse 1:
Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain
relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action A brainiac in fact
son, you mainly lack attraction You looking zany whack with just a
fraction of my tracks spun My rhyming skills got you climbing
hills I travel through your mind until you spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants With
some ex rappers till their spinal column disconnects We disinfect
then check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up, and
indulge in the marijuana smoke This is the season for noise
pollution contamination Examination of more cartoons than
animation My lamination of narration Hit's a snare and bass of
track fucked up rapper interrogation When I declare invasion,
there ain't no time to be stare and gazing I turn the stage into a
barren wasteland... I'm Infinite
Chorus: You
heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it's surface and
sentenced 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
Verse 2: Bust
it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of your elite
defense I got to meet the fence fruit was stompin at your feet to
rinse I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans I foil plans
and leave fluids leaking like oil bands My coil hands around this
microphone lethal One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep
full of people MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the only 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 And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally,
instrumentally With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
Chorus: You
heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it's surface and
sentenced 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
Verse 3: 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 assuming all responsibility Cause there's a monster will in me
that always wants to kill MC's Mic messaler, slamming like a
wrestler Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler No one
is speacialer, My skill is intergalactical I get cynical at 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 led a tactful, tractical,
track for 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 tense to be tempted when I see the sins my friends
commit... I'm Infinite
Chorus: You
heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it's surface and
sentenced 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's surface and sentenced 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
It's OK
Eye-Kyu: Check
it out,
Eminem: Hey Kyu!
Eye-Kyu:
Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) 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 pretending I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day but
everything is ok (It's ok) 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 pretending I belong here
(Belong here)
Verse 1: Eminem
One day I plan to be a family man happily married I wanna grow
to be so old that I have to be carried Till 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 planning this stuff Cause I'm
still struggling 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 it erupts I'm anteing up double or nothing, I've
been trouble enough And I'm sick of struggling and suffering, see
My destiny's to rest at ease, till 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 seen the
golden gates to heaven on Earth Where they don't pull a weapon on
you when you stepping on turf, Q
Eye-Kyu:
Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) 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 pretending I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day but
everything is ok (It's ok) 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 pretending I belong here
(Belong here)
Verse 2: Eminem
I'm going for broke, gambling and playing for keeps Everyday in
the streets, scrambling and paying for cheep Praying for sleep
Dreaming with a watering mouth Wishing for a better life for my
daughter and spouse In this slaughtering house, caught up in bouts
With the root of all evil I've seen it turn beautiful people crude
and deceitful And make them do shit illegal For these Grant's and
Jackson's These transactions explain a man's actions But in the
mist 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 mope and depressed Always
groping a mess, of flying over the nest To selling dope with the
rest I quit smoking cess to open my chest Life is stressful inside
this cesspool Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel My
little brother's trying to learn his mathematics He's asthmatic,
running home from school away from crack addicts Kids attract
static, children with automatics Taking target practice on teens
for Starter Jackets I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this
slum I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum It's
cumbersome, I'm trying to do well on this Earth But it's been Hell
on this Earth since I fell on this Earth
Eye-Kyu:
Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) 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 pretending I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day but
everything is ok (It's ok) 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 pretending I belong here
(Belong here) Uh, it's ok, yeah it's alright, even though I can't
sleep Uh yeah, it's ok, it's alright, I can't sleep
313
Eye-Kyu: Now
what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills
you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta
become me If you ever wanna be one see
Eminem: Man
what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills
you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better
become me If you ever wanna be one see
Verse 1: Eye-Kyu
Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the
freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick
accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing
since potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot a gold digger's
succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a
dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this I got more Different Strokes
than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep
my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights premeditated
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made
it The escalated can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the
heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm
hated To represent my temperment If rap was a dick all you so
called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting
like you could rock a show (so) Harder than LL's Rock the Bells,
but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At
a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I
blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face
clutching and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana
smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to
a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an
appliance Defiance, no we won't have that You want your shit to
blow up? Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast
that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real
hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing
about And you all knew from Meeko That you couldn't hold your own
with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop that bullshit and flow Yo,
you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know
Chorus: Eminem
So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills
you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better
become me If you ever wanna be one see
Eye-Kyu:
Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these
skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be the sweet MC, you
gotta become me If you ever wanna be one see
Verse 2: Eminem
So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 You don't know shit
so when you see one flee You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the
MC I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure
your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot I'll make the
roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in
case you don't remember me I'll run your brain around the block to
jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, kill or be
killed You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna
be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll
send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's acting
soft and he cowers He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off
when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could
date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I
showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's Skip over the D's and rock
the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone Relax
your dome like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, writers
get treated with shocks I rock a beat harder then you could beat
it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's
singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they
swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours let's see what you
got But don't front and never try to be what you're not Cause you
can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill
on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
Chorus: Eye-Kyu
So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these
skills you just seen come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll
never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one see Eminem: So what
you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills that
you just seen come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never
become me So you ain't ever gonna be one see
Tonite
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight
Verse 1:
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 on my
back 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
Chorus:
Women Singing: Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends
in with lyrics)
Eminem:
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
Verse 2:
Ayo, biters 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
Chorus:
Women Singing: Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends
in with lyrics)
Eminem:
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
Verse 3:
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
Chorus:
Women Singing: Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends
in with lyrics)
Eminem:
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
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 bed Denaun: Why?
Maxine: I don't know, thinking about something freaky to do
Verse 1: Eminem
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!!)
Verse 2: Denaun
Porter 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
Verse 3: 3
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)
Open Mic
Hey yo, what's up
man? Hey, yo you been here all day man Ya'll been here every
weekend man, I don't ever get a chance to rap first man! That's
cause you whack! What?!? I ain't whack nigga, I got some raps for
all ya'll Nigga my raps fresh, I'ma bust my raps first, you can
bust yours after me if you want to No no man, I'm going first, I'm
getting tired of everybody wanted to go first man You always rap
first, I'm rapping I don't care what none of ya'll say, I'm fresh,
I'm fresh
Thyme: Ayo,
who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point
him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said
that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know I
said who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic
and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna
know
Verse 1: Eminem
I'll have you taken back to Christ when you sacrifice The way you
acting slice when I tear your back with knifes Jacking life's of
MC's, now I'm set to launch a plan For blowing up the stage with
illegal contraband A stomped your man so unless you want what he
got You better set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot I'll
make the tea hot, 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 in a
slug fest I get physical like physicians Invisible like magicians
with mystical mic traditions Wicked wizardry, like a sorcerer and
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 hemorrhages My skin itches 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 you
You couldn't flip shit playing in toilets with a spatula
Chorus: Thyme
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and
said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic
and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna
know
Verse 2: Eminem
You bitches get a hysterectomy disrespecting me You wanna feel the
full effect of me, hand a tech to me Intellectually superior, I'll
make the whack wearier Inferior, deterior rate, like bacteria
Materially, killing serially, clearly you'll see How much in fear
when u hear me you'll be Shiver and shake, quiver and quake Bite a
rhyme and rip it off then stiffer and ache, whither and break You
slithering snake, gibbering fake, fibbering flake I'll twist you
into a different shape And toss you in Michigan Lake, for
fisherman sake If this is a dream you'd wish you can wake Every
dis you can take, personal We ain't friends trying to make amends
If you ain't ever stole a gate you can take a fence I make intense
masterpieces and smash to pieces Your last releases, you bad
diseases, that's the reason 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 Severing flesh of fools who never impressed
I can confess
Chorus: Thyme
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point
him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said
that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo,
who the fuck passed you the mic man and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic
and then said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I
wanna know Whhhooo the fuck passed you the mic and said that you
can flow? Point him out!! I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the
mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I
wanna know Ayo let me get that mic man… Who the fuck passed you
the mic and said that you can flow? Who the fuck passed you the
mic, who the fuck passed you the mic!! I got the rhymes bitch,
I'll kick that shit
Never 2 Far
Hey what up man?
What up god? Ya heard? Chillen, cold as hell Yes it is, hey Busta
didn't come here did he? No, hey look, you got fifteen cent? Nah,
I got just enough to get on the bus, I'm broke We gotta go to the
store alright man quick cause I'm short Yeah, we gonna have enough
time to go to the store? Nah, look.. You should just, how much you
got there? I only got 75, I'm sure I got a dollar know what I
mean.. Just throw it in there they ain't gonna know You know what
look, I'm sick of taking this damn bus everywhere man You gotta
make some moves or something I know look, I'm trying to get rich,
I got a baby on the way, I don't even got a car, you know what I'm
saying? I still stay with my moms, 21 and still with my moms Look
hey, we gotta make some hit records or something, you know what
I'm saying? Cause I'm tired of being broke
Verse 1:
Cause all I do is yearn 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 is like a scratch that needs 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, it's easy to see I'll be the
prisoner to flee, all of this misery I'm not wishing to be another
fish in the sea But just an MC, so listen to me, but if you
disagree You missing the key, you ain't even in the brisk of the
tea Unconditionally my aspects to cash checks My objects were
never to swab decks It's up to you the decision is yours If what
you vision is tours, or a mission less course When shit is in the
stores, cause you can be a star
Chorus: No
matter wherever you are, you're never too far
>From revenue huh, 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 huh, 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 huh
You know what I'm
saying, see what I'm talking about man? Cause that's it Yeah 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 your saying, look there's got to be something better, you
know what I'm saying? I can't live like this for the rest of my
life man, bumming rides everywhere I go Yeah, what's up with
Lexus' and Land cruisers'? Verse 2: Yo I'm not about to chance it
and dismiss handling business I'm canceling Christmas to gamble
and risk this Financial interest is the matter at hand I got an
adequate plan for stab at a grand I grab what I can and do what I
must Pursue what I lust, it's true that I just choose The few that
I trust, thems the people that I still got Fuck with gangsta fill
pot, get your grill shot The 5 Elemantz for life my man Thyme
Proof, Kyu and Denaun, we move through into time My crews true and
divine, we never fronted We just wanted to be funded, and live to
be a hundred Instead of hunted or being wanted as fugitives It's
all about a man planning what his future is What he can do for his
to be a star
Chorus: No
matter wherever you are, you're never too far
>From revenue huh, 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 huh, 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 huh
That's what I'm
talking about, I'm not trying to be the player, I'm trying to be
the man, I'm want to be President Yo forgot that President man I'm
trying to be king, making dead presidents, you know what I'm
saying? Yeah Getting money anytime I want owning my own businesses
and all that, you know what I'm saying? Yeah, I'm trying to be a
millionare man, hahaha, but don't all you know You only live once
ninety six baby
Searchin'
Women Singing:
Ain't no one special, special like you (4X) I been searching, but
your the one I want in my life baby (4X)
Verse 1: Eminem
I'm reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing
Missing what I remember, kissing and hugging and squeezing Bugging
and weezing, I'm having trouble when 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 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 And interrupt
when I'm speaking I got some game that I'm preparing to run The
way your lips sparkle and glare in the sun You got your hair in a
bun, no matter what you're wearing you stun Cause your comparing
to none, I wanna share in the fun I feel a passionate lust when
I'm imagining just us alone at last with a touch I see you
grasping to trust, but my intentions are good The seed is passing
in dust I'm not asking to rush and answer immediately I just wanna
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) Cause 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 cause ain't nobody Like you no where to be
found
Chorus:
Women Singing: I been searching, but your the one I want in my
life baby (4X)
Verse 2:
Denaun Porter Baby it's all on you, it's you I call on boo Let's
set a day up so you can fall on through We'll take a spin in a
Lexus you can chill for dinner and breakfast Long enough to see
how this gentleman sex'es We'll start it out with caviar, Don
Parigne And then when it's a fact we are warm, carry on We'll take
it slow, see nobody will hurry things I got the herbs the Bacardi
and Hurricane If Daiquiris are in debate and not your thing that
day It's still all right cause I got Minute Maid and Tangeray Your
an incredible one that's rare, in bed with edible underwear You
look impeccable, nothing compares I dream of freaking you, the
women that will speak it too so 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 but don't forget the
Neglicie
Chorus:
Women Singing: I been searching, but your the one I want in my
life baby (8X) Ain't no one special, special like you (2X)
Backstabber
Police voice:
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 fella's
He could be coming at your girlfriend next
Verse 1:
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 intent 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's has a mean stare
but usually crack's jokes Good luck on your mission and guard your
backs folks
Chorus: I
make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch
snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good!
Verse 2: 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 others
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
Chorus: I
make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch
snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good!
Verse 3: I'm
on a solo mission to find him personally To settle the score and
beat then him mercifully For what he first did to me It's sure to
be the last Following footprints with a magnifying glass To drag
his lying ass back to his padded cell I'm mad as hell, on the
trail of the tattle tail I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar
"Give me your girlfriend or I'm gonna kill ya"
Chorus: I
make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch
snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good!
Verse 4: I
followed the voice that led down a flight of steps Sneezing at
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 at one of my thighs None of my guys knew where I'm at
I was doomed Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume
Chorus: I
make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch
snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good!
Verse 5:
Dealing with backstabber's 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 can 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 Cut him at the
seam then dragged the fella home Beating him over the head with
the telephone
Police voice:
Attention all cars, attention all cars Unit 313 has apprehended
the suspect He's going back to the crazy home, I repeat He's going
back to the crazy home, how about that?
Chorus: I
make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch
snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good!
Jealousy Woes
Men singing:
Jealous! (8X)
Girls voice: (Talking over the singing) 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...
Verse 1: 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?
Chorus: Men
Singing Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X)
Women's Voice:
(Talking over singing) 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
Verse 2: 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...
Chorus: Men
Singing Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (12X)
Low, Down,
Dirty
Warning, this
shit's gon be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my
neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you
got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted
Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises Cause my split
personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr.
Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these
whispers echo "Murder Murder Redrum" Brain size of a
bread crumb Which drug will I end up dead from Inebriated, till my
stress is eleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be
related?" Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter Bitch getter,
hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the
bitch and did her Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I
was little'er Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was
gonna rhyme with Riddler Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see
if this dick gon' fit in her
Chorus: Eminem
+ (Redman Sample) - 2X [E] I'm low down and I'm shiftee!
"And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him and ask
him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from.."
I lace tunes, I'm
out this world like Space Moons With a bunch crazed loons
dismissin brains like braze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits,
dipshits Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits Where's
the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'ma let your grandpa hit it Mix
it up with cocaine so her can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum
But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum So what I'm
on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage Losing all of
my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left
rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage Smoked out like Eckridge
Band just making my neck itch What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got
shit popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the
dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic
violence Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence
I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking? If all your
shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in
Chorus
My head's ringing,
like it was Spider Sense tingling Lit it like Green Bay did when
they shitted on New England I'm out the game, put the second
string in This Brandy got my swinging Bobbing back and forth like
a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English Make
your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?"
"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it It's rugged, but he
needs to quit talking all that drug shit." It was predicted
by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic Living off liquid
Triametic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever
vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying,
God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to
ER ASAP for and IV Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac
It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared
hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal
ball of tricks But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks
Chorus
If I Had
Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you think you 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 really your enemies, with secret indentities
and disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
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 five fifty an hour
Then this boss wonders why I'm smartin off
I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Builders 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
I'm 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 bringin half the skill as me
saying they wasn't feeling me when nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B 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
You know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know what I'm sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
Know what I'm sayin? 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, you know what I'm sayin?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin?
Just fed up
That's my word
Just Don't Give
A Fuck
Intro: Frogg Whoah!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back
and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez..
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the
double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by
the name of er...
Verse One:
Eminem Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you
Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten
rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't
gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck
it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack,
coke and smokin 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 comin up quick to
strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and
whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make
your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The
+Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I'll slit
your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman
Chorus: So
when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin _Fuck the
World_ like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit
behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I
just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go
run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a
fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get
stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
Verse Two:
Eminem I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a
Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, 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 twenty 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 a 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
(Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological
liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest,
spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker,
addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a
fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan
Chorus
Verse Three:
Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin
the jewel, I'm flippin the 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 naggin bosses bitchin while
I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a
headrush Doin 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
eighth 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 goin up over the curb, drivin on the median
Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in
Chorus
Outro: Eminem
Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee..
Just The Two Of
Us
Just the two of
us.. (8X)
[Eminem] Baby
your da-da loves you (hey) And I'ma always be here for you (hey)
no matter what happens You're all I got in this world I would
never give you up for nothin Nobody in this world is ever gonna
keep you from me I love you C'mon Hai-Hai, we goin to the beach
Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you in the car seat Oh
where's mama? She's takin a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell
(whew!) da-da musta runned over a skunk Now I know what you're
thinkin - 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 da-da's toy
knife, honey, let go of it (no!) And don't look so upset, why you
actin bashful? Don't you wanna help da-da build a sand castle?
(yeah!) 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 eatin dinner while you
were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt Mama's messy isn't
she? We'll let her wash off in the water and me and you can pway
by ourselves, can't we?
Chorus:
Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us..
(2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I!
See honey..
there's a place called heaven and a place called hell A place
called prison and a place called jail And da-da'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? (Nah) 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 She was bein
mean to dad and made him real real mad But I still feel sad that I
put her on time-out Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to
climb out (WAHH!) I told you it's okay HaiHai, wanna ba-ba? Take a
night-night? Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga? Her make goo-goo ca-ca?
Da-da change your dia-dee 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 Ninety-seven Bonnie and Clyde, me and my daughter
Chorus
Wake up sweepy
head 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 screamin in her ear (ma-maa!)
That's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry Da-da made a
nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake Here, you wanna help
da-da tie a rope around this rock? (yeah!) 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.. WHEEEEEE! (whoooooshhhhh)
There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta No more fightin wit dad, no
more restraining order No more step-da-da, no more new brother
Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!) 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
Chorus
[Eminem]
Just me and you baby is all we need in this world Just me and you
Your da-da will always be there for you Your da-da's always gonna
love you Remember that If you ever need me I will always be here
for you If you ever need anything, just ASK Da-da will be right
there Your da-da loves you I love you baby
No One's Iller
Than Me
[Bizarre]
Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you Eminem
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha No one's iller than me (wha?) No
one, no one is iller than me No one is iller than me It's Mr.
Swifty from the 313...
[Swift] I
make rappers wanna turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they
fingers Bring this competition and face this meanin' Got your
whole crew doing subpeonas Hell nah you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters Keep it close, you
can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best
believe this I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin
rejects While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret
That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state Makes
it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate I'm like
Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell From these
shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals I erase all trails,
somethin' farther from gettin' bail Makes you wanna kill an emcee
yourself, you might as well Be within a 25 to life sentence, on
linkin' trials Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose
they bowels Everything is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how? I'm gonna take
this 'gnac and drink it straight wild Niggas steady fallin' in my
face like milk crates, BLAAAOW! It's Swifty from the 313 Like I
said no one is iller than me, unnhh!
[Bizarre]
Me and Eminem and Mike Drivin' down Van Dyke Get my dick sucked
late at night by a fuckin' transvestite Still on probation for
stranglin' my boy Jason Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to
10 I'm facin' Last week this old man I had to blast Cuz he tried
to help me out when my car was out of gas Ripped this old lady,
hung her neck by a hook Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til
I checked her pocketbook Fuckin' with the white boys got me back
on crack Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at I
done lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should This
wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good! Rob this little
boy in his fuckin' paper route Throwin' bottles at day care
centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"! My girl beat my
ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece Cuz she found out I was
havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece No one, no one's iller
than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313 No one, no one is
iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
[Eminem]
Nobody better test me, cuz I don't wanna get messy Especially when
I step inside this bitch, dick freshly New Lugz, give the crew
hugs, guzzle two mugs Before I do drugs that make me throw up like
flu bugs True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs Whippin'
40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs Down a fifth, crack open a
six I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss I'm hollerin'
at these hoes that got boyfriends Who gives a fuck who they was
I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J does They
probably don't be packin' anyways, do they Fuzz? We walked up,
stomped they asses and blew they buzz Mics get sandblasted Stab
your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your
antacid Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a handbasket Talkin' shit will
get you, your girl and your man blasted Kidnapped and slapped in a
van wrapped in Saran plastic Get your damn ass kicked, by these
fantastic Furious four motherfuckers Flashin' in front of your
face without the Grand Masters Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller than
me
[Fuzz] I
run shit like an ass with legs Massive lead to leave your cabbage
red Similar to your ass in a casket dead Drastic spread of acid
heads Come to abort you like a bastard egg That trash you said got
you standin' on plastic legs Ask the feds from past the edge
Rockin' the most classic threads Flashin' bread, roll down the
window Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that
ass get red You can get 'til that ass get red Bizarre you get him
and him, Swift you get him and him I'll get him and him, leave the
other two for my nigga Eminem Never writer's block, I block
writers My block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters Got
fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick Some bitch ran up
screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK! And got drop kicked, now she
screamin' "Stop it..." Got clips to stop shit, rock shit
and grab this hot shit Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97
crop pick Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits I
shoot a rocket through your optic You niggaz still don't know the
top pick? I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass And have you
shittin' socks bitch! We rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits (No one...) Ain't
nobody iller than me
[Bizzare]
It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me
It's Eminem and Swift from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me
It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313 You have now witnessed 4 ill
emcees! From the home of potholes and trash We'll lyrically
blast...
Murder, Murder
CHORUS All
I see is murder murder, my mind state - [2Pac] Makes it too late
for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate - [Swift] All I see is
murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill,
kill, kill! (2x)
Left the keys in
the van, with a gat in each hand Went up in Eastland and shot a
policeman Fuck a peace plan of citizen bystands But shit is in my
hands, here's your life span For what your life's worth this money
is twice than Grab a couple grand and live a nice land See I'm a
nice man but money turned me to Satan I'm thirsty for this green
so bad I'm dehydratin' Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride
waitin' Shot a man twice in the back when he tried escapin' I want
the whole plot, I won't be denied nathan Maybe I need my head
inside straightened Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya Or gets ya description an' sketches
ya The connection was the prime suspect But I ain't set to flee
the scene of the crime just yet Cuz I got a daughter to feed And
$200 ain't enough to water the seed The best thing would be for me
to leave Taco Bell an' hit up Chess King And have the lady at the
desk bring Money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin' the
Mac Cooperate and we can operate and save an attack This bitch
tried escapin' the jack Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she
wrote You barely heard a word as she choked It wasn't nuttin' for
her to be smoked But I slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae
broke Just then the pigs bust in yellin' "Freeze!" But
I'm already wanted for sellin' keys And bunch of other felonies
from A to Z like spellin' bees So before I dropped to the ground
and fell on knees I bust shots, they bust back Hit the square in
the chest, he wasn't wearin' a vest
CHORUS 2x
Left the house,
pullin' out the drive backin' out Need a backin' out this lady's
Jag started blackin' out Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her
face Shut ya yackin' mouth before I blow the brain from out the
back ya scalp Drug her by her hair, smacked her up Thinkin' fuck
it, mug her while you're there, jacked her up Stole her car, made
a profit Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the
window Like the girl on Set It Off did Jetted off kid, stole the
whip, now I'm a criminal Drove in thru somebody's yard, dove into
they swimmin' pool Climbed out and collapsed on the patio I made
it out alive but I'm injured badly though Parents screamin':
"Son, go in and call the police Tell 'em there's a crazy man
disturbing all of the peace!" Tried to stall him at least
long enough to let me leap up Run in they crib and at least leave
with some little cheap stuff Actin' like they never seen nobody
hit a nick before Smashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64 When
they sell out in stores the price triples I ran up the block
jumpin' kids on tricycles And colliding with an 80-year old lady
with groceries There goes the cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties
Stood up and started to see stars Too many siren sounds, it seemed
like a thousand police cars Barely escaped, must-a been some dumb
luck Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin' dump truck But I
think somebody seen me maybe Plus I lost the damn Nintendo and I
must-a dropped the Beanie Baby Fuck it I give up, I'm surrounded
in blue suits Came out with a white flag hollerin' "TRUCE
TRUCE!" Surrendered my weapon to cops Wasn't me! It was the
gangsta rap and the peppermint Schnopps
CHORUS 2x
CHORUS scratches
to fade out
