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