When I just a little boy My momma used to me these crazy things She used to me my daddy was an evil man, She used to me he hated me But then I got a bit older And I realized, she was the one But there was I could do or say to try to change it 'Cause just the way she was
They said I can't rap bein' broke no more They ain't say I rap about coke no more Slut, you I won't choke no whore Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?! motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm sayin' the Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it Put your hands down bitch, I goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it you Shut up slut, you're too much chaos Just over and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now raping 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 triple platinum and tragedies happen in two I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Chainsaw, left 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 ain't but a slut to me I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another rapper For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a But when kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too! You nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't, want to with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' you (ah-ha ha) I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'm a you In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to 'em It ain't acid rap, I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on Whoops! Is that a subliminal No! Just criminal intent to sodomize women 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 probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the
Bitch I'm a kill you, I done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you it three or four times In a tub but that's ain't it Norman? Serial killer hidin' murder In a cereal box on top of your we go again, we're out of our medicine Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, why I say these things? lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay shrinks eighty G's a week to say the same things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things Fuck shots! I the weed will outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause their stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio to bouncer From fat to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the body and counselor in-school to before school to out of school I even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the machete O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's ache You faggots keep me on Til I have you at point, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me your hands and I said up when I'm talkin' to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just ladies You know, I you