When I just a little boy My momma used to tell me these things She used to me my daddy was an evil man, She used to tell me he me But then I got a bit older And I realized, she was the one But was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it 'Cause just the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein' broke no They ain't say I can't rap about coke no Slut, you think I won't no whore Til the vocal cords don't work in her no more?! These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm Thinkin' I'm the shit Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your hands down bitch, I ain't goin' you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, causin' too much chaos Just over and take 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 bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile volatile bitches Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, left his all Danglin' from his neck, while his 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 nothin' but a to me Bitch I'm a you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't goin' stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another rapper For off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the with me too! You ain't nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a you! Like a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and you Buck with me, I through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the to sell '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 in to him, you give 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 ain't this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to the forest A is orange after you wash it three or four times In a tub but normal ain't it Norman? Serial hidin' murder material In a box on top of your 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 things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's And the way things seem, I have to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the same threece! Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh drinks Motherfuckers me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio to bouncer From fat bitch to off pounds of her From principal to the body and counselor in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in lungs to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the from O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's ache You faggots eggin' me on Til I have you at point, then you beg me to stop? up! Give me your hands and feet I said shut up when I'm to you You me? Answer me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin' You know, I you