Stan
Chorus: Dido
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'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It
reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.. 1st Chorus:
volume gradually grows over raindrop background 2nd Chorus: full
volume with beat right after "thunder" noise
[Eminem as
'Stan'] Dear Slim, I wrote 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-a 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 everyday, 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 fat Anyways, I hope you get
this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
{Chorus: Dido}
[Eminem as
'Stan'] 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 wanna 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 blistering cold for you, 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 saying 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 of
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
{Chorus: Dido}
[Eminem as
'Stan'] Dear Mister-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 sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car
right now, I'm doing 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
saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it
all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you
coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000
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 love 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; {*screaming*} 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'm I
supposed to send this shit out? {*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*} ..
{*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}
{Chorus: Dido}
[Eminem]
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 the Starter cap I'm
sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta 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 dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is you? You got some
issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass
from bouncing 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, his name was.. it was you Damn!
Who Knew
I never knew I.. I
never knew I.. Mic check one-two I never knew I.. Who woulda knew?
I never knew I.. Who'da known? I never knew I.. Fuck would've
thought I never knew I.. Motherfucker comes out I never knew I..
and sells a couple of million records I never knew I.. And these
motherfuckers hit the ceiling I never knew I..
[Eminem] 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
{*tires screech*} I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!)
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 (Oh my God!
Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix
up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? {*ewwww*} 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 (The kids!) But
don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace You shoulda
been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents
Chorus: Eminem
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
[Eminem] So
who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?) I couldn't sneak a
plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week, I
seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin all sorts of these
motherfuckers with a uzi I sees three little kids, up in the front
row, screamin "Go," with their 17-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 12-year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son
doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him,
fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin
prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the
third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) So read up,
about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and
change school every 3 months My life's like kinda what my wife's
like (what?) Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night,
Ike So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers
grew to be just like me?
Chorus
[Eminem] 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 (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and
hittin some trees (HEY!) 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
Chorus
[Eminem]
How the fuck was I supposed to know?
The Way I Am
[Eminem] Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo..
this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo..
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
dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me
recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully
(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 eatin or
feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I
don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in 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 (is
on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin
you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is
there and who saw me destroy 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 (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's
all I can be is just me
Chorus: Eminem
And I am, whatever
you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper,
the news everyday 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 everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I
am
[Eminem]
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 (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 gettin bullied and
shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (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 ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then
attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad
cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and
it's burnin and I have returned
Chorus
[Eminem]
I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would
just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the
fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.."
And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at
rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (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 askin the same fuckin
questions (fuckin 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 grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin
me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin,
I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I
can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it
No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm
glad
Chorus (except
change first word "Cause" to "And")
The Real Slim
Shady
[Eminem]
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 divorce,
throwin her over furniture (Ahh!) It's the return of the...
"Ah, 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! (Ha-ha!)
Feminist women love Eminem {*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*}
"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 gonna
know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth gradeThey got
the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but
mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people
open like cantaloupes {*SLURP*} But if we can hump dead animals
and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man
can't elope {*EWWW!*} But if you feel like I feel, I got the
antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it
goes
Chorus:
Eminem (repeat 2X)
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? [Eminem] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in
his raps to sell his 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 could 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 You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!"
I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world how
you gave Eminem VD {*AHHH!*} 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 {*bzzzt*} 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!
Chorus
[Eminem]
I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin you things
you joke about with your friends inside your living 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 sugarcoated at all I just get on the mic
and spit it and whether you like to admit it {*ERR*} 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 when I'm jackin
off with Jergens And I'm jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn't
working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin He could be
workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings {*HACH*} Or in
the parkin lot, circling Screaming "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?
Chorus 2X
[Eminem] Ha
ha Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all
stand up
Remember Me?
[RBX] Remember me?
("Step in, execution")
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 yo' 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 .45 threw
[Sticky Fingaz]
Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!")
Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!")
Remember me? ("Nigga 'Bacdafucup'")
Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!")
Niggaz that take
no for an answer, get told no Yeah I been told no but it was more
like, "No, no, no!!!" Life a bitch that'll 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-a the cheddars and credda Settle vendetta one 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 moms 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'ma
do to you, have done to you Got niggaz 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
gettin wires niggaz wantin me dead, wantin my head You think it
could be somethin I said? {*echoes*}
[Eminem] 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'ma go out shootin I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out
to the club, stupid I'm tryin to clear up my fuckin' image, so I
promised the fuckin critics I wouldn't say "fuckin" for
six minutes (*click* 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 thinkin 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! Tou faggots
can vanish to volcanic ash and re-appear 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 starin at, nigga?)
Don't you remember
me?! Remember me?!! Remember me??! REMEMBER ME!!!!
I'm Back
Chorus:
Eminem (repeat 4X)
That's why they
call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back (I'm Back) [SLIM SHADY!]
I'm Back
[Eminem] 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 nine, 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 twelve Thirteen 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 mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give
a fuck less What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press
I'm stressed Too much stares two breasts, 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, cuz MTV was so
friendly to me Can't wait 'til Kim sees me Now is 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
Chorus
[Eminem] I
take each individual degenerate's head and reach into it just to
see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music And if he
feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim and becomes a puppet
on the string of my tennis shoe {*vocal scratches*} My name is
Slim Shady I been crazy way before radio didn't play me The
sensational {*vocal scratch "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 so
frenetic 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
{*inhales, exhales*} And that's where I get my name from, that's
why they call me
Chorus
[Eminem] I
take seven [kids] from [Columbine], stand 'em all in line Add an
AK-47, a revolver, a nine 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'mmmm) 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 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 (AHHHH!!!) 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 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?
Chorus
[Eminem {*vocal
scratching*}] Guess who's b-back, back Gue-gue-guess who's
back (Hi mom!) {*scratch*} Guess who's back {*scratch*} Gue
{*scratch*} guess who's back D-12 {*scratch*} Guess who's back Gue,
gue-gue-gue, guess who's back Dr. Dre {*scratch*} Guess who's back
Back back {*scratch*} back {*scratch*} Slim Shady, 2001 I'm blew
out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck
Marshall
Mathers
You know I just
don't get it Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records
Now everyone wants to come around like I owe em sumthin... The
fuck you want from me? Ten million dollars? Get the fuck outta
here! You see I'm... Just Marshall Mathers... I'm just a regular
guy I don't know why All the fuss about me... Nobody ever gave a
fuck before All they did was doubt me... Now everybody wanna run
they mouth And try to take shots at me... Yo, you might see me
joggin Or you might see me walkin You might see me walkin A dead
rottweiler dog With his head chopped off in the park With a spiked
collar hollerin At him cuz the son of a bitch wont quit barkin Or
leaning out a window with a cocked shotgun Drivin up the block in
the car that they shot Pac in Lookin for BIG's killas Dressin
ridiculous Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off,
cuz Biggie and Pac just missed all us Watchin all these cheap
immitations get rich off em And get dollars that shoulda been
theirs like they switched wallets And amist all this chris poppin
and wrist watches I just sit back and just watch and just get
nauseas And walk around with a empty bottle of Remmy Martin
Startin shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman (God Damn It)
I'm anti Backstreet and Ricky Martin It's instincts to kill N Sync
don't get me started These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's
garbage What is this bitch retarded Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines smilin (Hehe) Whatever happened
to wildin out and being violent Whatever happened to catchin a
good old-fashioned passionate Ass whoopin and getting your shoes,
coat, and your hat tooken New kids on the block suck allota dick
Boy girl groups make me sick And I can't wait till I catch all you
faggots in public Imma love it (Ha Ha Ha) Vanilla Ice don't like
me (Uh Uh) He said some shit devior despite me (Yep) Then went and
dyed his hair just like me (Ha Ha) A bunch of little kids wanna
swear just like me Run around screamin "I don't care, just
bite me" (Na Na) I think I was put here to annoy the world
And destroy your little 4 year old boy or girl Plus I was put here
to put fear In faggots who spray FAYGO root beer And call
themselves clowns cuz they look queer FAGGY 2 dope and silent gay
Claimin Detriot, when y'all live twenty miles away And I don't
wrestle I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out Ask them 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 paintball
shot at they truck PLOW! Look at y'all runnin your mouth again
When you aint seen a fuckin mile roll South of 10 And I don't need
help From D-12 To beat up Two females And make up When they tried
to scratch me Wit Lee nails Slim Anus...you damn right Slim Anus I
don't get fucked in mine like you two little flamin faggots Cuz
I'm... Just Marshall Mathers... I'm not a wrestler guy I'll knock
you out if you talk about me... Come and see me on the streets
alone If you assholes doubt me... And if wanna run your mouth Then
come and take your 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 Wit
this fucked up head that I've got I've gone pop The underground
just spun 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 Busy My fuckin
bitch mom suing for ten million She must want a dollar for every
pill I 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 a matress
Which is it bitch Mrs. Riggs or Ms. Mathers It doesn't
matter........faggot Talkin about how I fabricated my past He's
just aggravated I wont 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 for who wants to invite me to
supper All of a sudden I got 90 some cousins (Hey It's Me) 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 set foot in my girlfriends house (Hey) And then
to top it off I walk to the newsstand And buy this cheap ass
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! Ok, lemme
give you motherfuckers some help Uh here...double XL, double XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Aww fuck
it I'll even buy a couple myself Cuz I'm... Just Marshall Mathers...
I'm just a regular guy I don't know All the fuss about me...
Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me... Now
everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me...
Because I'm... Just Marshall Mathers... I'm just a regular guy I
don't know All the fuss about me... Nobody ever gave a fuck before
All they did was doubt me... Now everybody wanna run they mouth
And try to take shots at me...
Drug Ballad
[Girl] Yeaaah,
hahahaha...whooooo, shit!
[Em](aight)
[Eminem] Guess what? I ain't coming in yet... I'll come in a
minute [Eminem] Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like
this
[Eminem]
Back when Mark Walhberg 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're gonna
probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf
And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall Either somewhere
in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinning You're
beginin' to think women are swimming in pink linen again in the
sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guiness is
finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have
the right to remain violent and start wilin' Start a fight with
the same guy that was smart eyin' you Get in your car, start it,
and start drivin' Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up [Em's
spaceman voice]Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Look at the life
on this planet, sir, no sign of it All I can 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 outer 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
Chorus
[Eminem]
'Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on
my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These drugs really got
ahold of me 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no"
They won't let me ever let them go I'm a sucka all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me [Eminem] In third grade, all I
used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube 17
years later I'm as Rude as Jude Scheming on the first chick with
the hugest boobs I've got no game And every face looks the same
They've 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 As
ecstacy got me standing next to you Getting 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 have stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then
I'm stuck with you But in the long run These drugs are probably
going to catch up sooner or later But fuck it, I'm on one So let's
enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal cord So it's not a straight
line no more 'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls
Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit, six hits
won't even get me high no more So bye for now I'm going to try to
find some more
Chorus
[Eminem] That's
the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all
wollow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably going
to want to 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 going 'Cause none of the shit is going to
mean shit where we're going They tell you to stop, but you just
sit there ignoring Even though you wake up feeling like shit every
morning But you're young You've 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 have did more shit that people said that I
shouldn't But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated Did
better drugs and updated But I've still got a lot of growing up to
do I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew But when it's
all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the
porch telling stories With a bottle of Jack Two grandkids in my
lap Babysiting for Haley while Haley's out getting smashed
Chorus 2x (Same as
previous, but 2nd time the last line is repeated like this)
Drugs really got
ahold of me They really got ahold of me 'Cause drugs really got
ahold of me They really got ahold of me
Amytville
(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)
Chorus: Eminem
Mentally illll
from Amityvilllle (ILLLL) Accidentally killll your family stillll
Thinkin he won't? God-damnit he willll (HE'SSSS) Mentally illll
from Amityvilllle ** {HE'SSSS} - on repeats only **
[Eminem] I
get lifted and spin til I'm half-twisted Feet planted and stand
with a grin full of chapped lipstick {*SMACK*} Pen full of ink,
think sinful and rap sick shit Shrink pencil me in for my last
visit Drink gin til my chin's full of splashed whiskers {*whoosh*}
Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches {*smack*} Ask Bizzy, he's
been here the past six years Mash with me you'll get in imagine
this
Chorus 2X
[Bizarre] I
fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat {*AHHHHHHHH!*}
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 boys take
her virginity {*Mmm mm mmm!*} And bitches know me as a horny ass
freak Their mother wasn't raped, I ate her pussy while she was
'sleep Pissy-drunk, throwin up in the urinal (YOU FUCKIN HOMO!)
That's what I said at my dad's funeral
Chorus 2X
[Eminem] That's
why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin idiots still (still)
That's why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he gets killed
(killed) That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it
Amityville ('Ville) You can get capped after just havin a cavity
filled (filled) Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder
capital still (still) This ain't Detroit, this is motherfuckin
Hamburger Hill! (Hill!) We don't do drivebys, 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?? (huh?) While I'm holdin a pistol with this many calibres
here?? (here??) Got some registration and just made this shit
valid this year? (year?) Cause once I snap I can't be held
accountable for my acts and that's when accidents happen, when a
thousand bullets come at your house and collapse the foundation
around and they found you and your family in it (AHHHHH!) GOT
DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU
Chorus 2X
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..
Bitch Please II
[Dre] Yeah whattup
Detroit?
[Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't! Ahhh! They didn't do it
again, what-what, what-what? Did you shit on these niggaz two
times Dr. Dre? [Dre] Oh fo' sho'!
[Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that? This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what? Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie Yeah, y'know! What's crackin Dre?
[Dr. Dre] Just
let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit on Slim's
shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on
'Guilty Conscience' at concerts and watch mosh pits til
motherfuckers knock each other unconcious (Watch out now!) Some of
these crowds that Slim draws is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when
it's packed and fulla cars Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw
+IS+ niggaz from Crenshaw from Long Beach to South Central {*LOUD
SCREAM*} Whoa, not these niggaz again These grown-ass ignorant men
with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach (East-syde!) 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
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein Andre, but
I..
[Snoop Dogg] somehow,
someway - tell 'em, nigga You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg) Now
let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da fuck I'm comin
from I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run Got about
fifty gungs, and I love all of 'em the same - bang bang! Damn baby
girl what's your name? I forgot - what'd you say it was? Damn a
nigga buzzed Hangin in the club, with my nephew Eminem (Whassup
Slim?) Whattup cuz? (Whattup Snoop?) The Great White American
Hope, done hooked up with the King of the motherfuckin West coast,
bay-bayy!
Chorus:
Nate Dogg (+Snoop)
And you don't
really wanna fuck, with me Only nigga that I trust, is me Fuck
around and make me bust, this heat [Snoop] That's, the devil, they
always wanna dance
[Xzibit] 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 facade Your little lungs is too small to hotbox
with God All jokes aside, come bounce with us Standin over you
with a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and
dust to dust I might leave in the 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 - c'mon
Chorus 2X
[Eminem -
impersonating Snoop] Awww naww, big Slim Dogg Eighty pound
balls, dick six inch long Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY He's Sha-day!
[Snoop] He's
so cra-zay!
[Eminem] Hahaha!
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 living 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 being me, here want me to tone it down? {*LOWER pitch*} Suck my
fuckin dick, you faggot You happy now? Look here
[Eminem -
impersonating Snoop] 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 fo'-fo' (a fo'-fo')
Chorus
2X
[Xzibit]
2001 and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate
Dogg C'mon, yeah!!
Kim
[Eminem] Aww
look at daddy's baby girl That's daddy 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 your two Baby you're so
precious Daddy's so proud of you Sit down bitch If you move again
I'll beat the shit out of you
[Eminem](Eminem
as Kim) (Okay) Don't make me wake this baby She don't need to see
what I'm about 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 a matter Kim? Am I too loud for you? Too bad
bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time At first, I'm like
all right You wanna throw me out? That's fine! But not for him to
take my place, are you out you're mind? This couch, this TV, this
whole house is mine! How could you let him sleep in our bed? Look
at 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 going to get away at
this!) You think I give a fuck! Come on we're going for a ride
bitch (No!) Sit up front (Well I can't just leave Haley alone,
what if she wakes up?) We'll be right back Well I will you'll be
in the trunk
1 - So
long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this
world without you
Repeat 1
You really fucked
me Kim You really did a number on me Never knew me cheating on you
would come back to haunt me But we was kids then Kim, I was only
18 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 four year old boy lyin' dead
with a slit throat In your living room, ha-ha What you think I'm
kiddin' 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? (Sorry!) How the fuck
could you do this to me?
Repeat 1
(2x)
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
Haley and leave) Fuck you, you did this to us You did it, it's
your fault Oh my God I'm crackin' 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 goin' on His son just
woke up and he just 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 have
known better when you started to act weird We could've...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'cha! (Ahh!) Ha! 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 comin to you You were
supposed to love me {*Kim choking*} NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED!
BITCH BLEED! BLEED!
Repeat 1 (2x)
Under The
Influence
[Eminem] 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 - ha ha! 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 [Swifty]
Bitch it's too late [Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the
drapes, it's curtains
[Swifty] 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 (uh-huh) 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 {*BLAM*} 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
Chorus: Eminem
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
[Bizarre] 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.. {*needle pops*} Lettin the record skip..
{*needle pops*} Lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} (Damn!)
{*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat*} I'm
fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars to
get my pit bull an abortion {*dog whines*} 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
[Kuniva] Aiyyo
flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced
with somethin {*gun cocks*} 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 ASCAP-ped The Kuniva,
divide up your cash stack Want your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I
don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser,
half theif 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
[Proof] 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 "Luni" I got a "Yukmouth"
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
[Kon Artis] I
used to tell cats 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 (Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
Driveby 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
Chorus
[Eminem]
Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre
kid Swifty McVeigh The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry Haha, and
Slim Shady..
Criminal
[Eminem] A
lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions A lot of people
think that.. what I say on records 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? Cuz I'm a CRIMINAL CRIMINAL You god
damn right I'm a CRIMINAL Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL
[Eminem] 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 (Ooh!) 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 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 (AAA-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 Duhhh, and to think, it's just
little ol' me Mr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't
leave
Chorus:
Eminem (repeat 2X)
I'm a CRIMINAL Cuz
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
[Eminem] My
mother did drugs - tar, 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 sposed 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 malt liquor to fuck you
up quicker than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word ... My
morals went thhbbpp 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 Em -inem and Kim combined - *kch*
the maniac's in Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it
today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place
(Mm-mm-mmm!) 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? I'm a CRIMINAL
[Interlude
Skit] Aight look (uh huh) just go up in
that motherfucker get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up
outta there [Em] Aight I'll be right here waitin on you [Em] Aight
Yo Em [Em] What?! Don't kill nobody this time [Em] Awwright... god
damn, fuck... (whistling) how you doin'? [Teller] HI, how can I
help you? [Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl [Teller] Okay [Eminem]
Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch and I won't kill you!
[Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna
kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me,
please don't kill me... [Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill
you Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you!
[Eminem] 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'll 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 inbetween my legs and cluck You motherfuckin chickens
ain't brave enough to say the stuff I say, so this tape is 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 fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
(Chorus 2X)
