When I a little baby boy My momma used to me these crazy things She to tell 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 nothin' I do or say to try to change it 'Cause just the way she was
They I can't rap about bein' broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about no more Slut, you think I won't no whore Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?! These are thinkin' I'm playin' I'm sayin' the shit Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it you Shut up slut, causin' too much chaos Just bend over and it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now raping his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling cover?" You god damn right bitch, and now too late I'm triple and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, left his all from his neck, while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a kill you! You want to fuck 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 beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a 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, want to with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' you
Bitch I'm a kill you! a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the up! I'm to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't acid rap, I rap on acid Got a new blow-up and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is a subliminal hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize women Eminem No! Eminem insult And if you give in to him, you give him an impulse To do it again, then, if he does it probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the A bloodstain is orange after you wash it or four times In a tub but that's ain't it Norman? Serial killer hidin' murder In a cereal box on top of stereo Here we go again, out of our medicine Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, know why I say these Cause lady's screams keep in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these This eighty G's a to say the same things threece! Twice? Whatever, I hate things shots! I hope the weed will outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause their ratings that! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand of her From to the student body and counselor From in-school to before to out of school I don't even in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm to go play I go the machete O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's ache You faggots eggin' me on Til I have you at knife point, you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me hands and feet I shut up when I'm talkin' to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin' You know, I you