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1. _ 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 [----] from [---------], 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 more free lyrics |
2. _ Paul (Skit)
Em, what's goin' on, it's Paul, Eh. Dre gave me a copy - of the new album, .... and I just. (Sigh) Fuck it. (Hangs up Phone) more free lyrics |
3. _ 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 what a story 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 life'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? more free lyrics |
4. _ Amityville
(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 spit until 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.. more free lyrics |
5. _ Kill You
[Eminem] When I just a little baby boy, my momma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, she used to tell me he hated me But then I got a little bit older and I realized, she was the crazy one But there was nothin I could do or say to try to change it cause that's just the way she was They said I can't rap about bein broke no more They say I can't rap about coke no more (AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?! (AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it (AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you (AHHH!) Shut up slut, you're causin too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore, snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! {*chainsaw revs up*} Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, cuts Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts Chorus: Eminem Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me .. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?) Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha) I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?) Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you.. [Eminem] Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em I ain't ask to rap, but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO! Just criminal intent to sodomize women again Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse to do it again, THEN, if he does it again you'll probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th (Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman? Serial killer hidin murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo Here we go again, we're out of our medicine out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!") [Eminem] Eh-heh, know why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks this eighty G's a week to say the same things TWEECE! TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink? FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her from principal to the study body and counselor from in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air in your lungs just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J. I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE You faggots keep eggin me on til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop? SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME! Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!" ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!") [Eminem] Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies You know I love you more free lyrics |
6. _ Steve Berman
Eminem: Hey! Steve: Hey Em what's up? Eminem: Steve Berman what's goin' on man? Hoow you doin'? Good to see you again what's up? Steve: Em could you come here and have a seat please? Eminem: Umm yeah what's? Steve: Vannessa shut the door Vaness: Okay Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week? Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all Eminem: What? Steve: This album is less than nothing I can't sell this fucking record! Eminem: What? Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there? Eminem: Wha-what's the problem? Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself! Eminem: Who's Violent-? Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass? Eminem: But, I- Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this Do you know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen TV's, blunts, 40's and bitches You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin Eminem: I mean- Steve: I can't sell this shit! Eminem: What? Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out! Eminem: What? I- Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office! Eminem: What am I supposed? Steve: Now! Eminem: Alright man more free lyrics |
7. _ The Way I Am
Whatever Dre just let it run Ay yo turn the beat up a little bit Ay yo this song is for anyone Fuck it just shut up and listen Ay yo I sit back with this pack of zigzags And this bag of this weed It gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest emcee on this on this earth Cause since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just cursed And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in its self To relieve all this tension dispensing me Sentence is getting it, stress has been eating me recently All through this chest and I rest to get 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 eating or feedin' my daughter To not come and speak to me I don't know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin thing I'm not Mr. NSYNC and I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly I can be a prick, if you tip me my tank is on empty No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet In the air, I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw 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 arguing - I don't mean to mean but it's all I can be It's just me And I am Whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered With all of this nonsense it's constant And "oh it's just 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 So I point one back at 'em But not the index or the pinky 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 your school And they blame it on Marilyn - and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look at where it's at middle America Now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see An upper class city having this happening Then attack Eminem cause I 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 And I am Whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am I'm so sick and tired of being admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And drop from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top what my name is And pigeon holdin' to some poppy sensations They cop me rotation at Rock 'N' Roll stations And I just do not have the patience To deal with this cocky Caucasians Who think I'm some wigga who just tries to be black Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls So they always keep asking the same fucking questions What school did I go to? What hood I grew up in? The why? The who, what? When and where and the how? Till I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearing it out You've been driving me crazy, I can't take it I'm racing, I'm pacing, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for every fan that I get But I can't take a shit in the bathroom Without someone standing by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad cause And I am Whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am more free lyrics |
8. _ 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 So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you 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? So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you 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 Adams 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! So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you more free lyrics |
9. _ Marshall Mathers
[Eminem] You know I just don't get it Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? Get the fuck out of here Chorus One: Eminem You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before, all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth and take shots at me (take shots at me) [Eminem] Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin (grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge thinkin of Chris Wallace Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy/girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it.. (hahaha) Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh) Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup) Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe) A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me and run around screamin, "I don't care," to spite me (nah nah) 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" cause they look queer Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out after they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out (AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Look at y'all runnin your mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots! Chorus Two: Eminem Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me) Come and see me on the streets alone if you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me) And if you wanna run your mouth then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me) [Eminem] 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 and this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned 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-Bizzy" My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've 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 her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It doesn't matter you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot! Talkin about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!) So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For every million I make, another relative sues Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper All the sudden, I got 90 Slim 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 step foot in my girlfriend's house Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand to buy this cheap-ass little 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 Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help: uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself Chorus One (2X) more free lyrics |
10. _ 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! more free lyrics |
11. _ The Kids
[Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman) And everyone should get along.. Okay children quiet down, quiet down Children I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day His name is Mr. Shady Children quiet down please Brian don't throw that (SHUT UP!) Mr. Shady will be your new substitute while Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE'S GOT AIDS!) Good luck Mr. Shady [Eminem] Hi there little boys and girls (FUCK YOU!) Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom and he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot but his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot and wait in the parkin lot for waitresses off the clock when it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping blocks (AHH!) And even if they escaped and they got the cops the ladies would all be so afraid, they would drop the charge 'til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job when she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr." He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana, and what it might do to you So see if the squirrels want any - it's bad for you Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem) See children, drugs are bahhhd (c'mon) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (that's right) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) So kids say no to drugs (that's right) So you don't act like everyone else does (uh-huh) Then there's really nothin else to say (sing along) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Eminem] My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it? FUCK NO you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?) Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels? Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it Kids two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid and spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back So don't get attached, it'll attack every bone in your back Meet Zach, twenty-one years old After hangin out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold and decides to try five, when he's bribed by five guys and peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive and his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*} His back starts tah - look like the McDonald's Arches He's on Donald's carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*} And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him "Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!" cause they took it too, so they think it's funny So they're laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over and his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin yoga And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac So don't even feed that to squirrels class, cause it's bad for you Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem) See children, drugs are bahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack) So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right) And there's really nothin else to say (but umm) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Eminem] And last but not least, one of the most humungous problems among young people today, is fungus It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off, bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em.. And sometimes you see things that aren't there (Like what?) Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair (Mr. Shady what's a G-string?) It's yarn Claire Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?) And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus Ya tongue gets, all swoll up like a cow's tongue (How come?) cause it comes from a cow's dung (Gross!!) See drugs are bad, it's a common fact But your mom and dad, know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!) But don't be me, cause if you grow up and you go and O.D. They're gonna come for me and I'ma have to grow a goatee and get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault So don't do drugs, and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem) See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will) So kids say no to drugs (say no) So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do) And there's really nothin else to say (that's right) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman) Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!) Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!) So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin penis!) so there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!) (Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!) (So, fucked up, right now..) more free lyrics |
12. _ Remember Me?
(RBX) Remember me? ("There be executions") Remember me? ("I have no remorse") Remember me? ("I'm high, WOW!") Remember me? ("I drop bombs like Hiroshima") For this, why it's the X, you retarded? 'Cause I grab the mic and get down, like syndrome Hide in Rome and to the masses, without boundaries Whice qualifies me for the term "universal" Without no rehearsal, colleaged words is controversial Like I'm not, the one you wanna contest, see 'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch that got "Banned From TV" Heavyweight get up, watch you're whole head split up Loco is the motion, weed comin' through Hollow tips in the lead, the .45 through (Sticky Fingaz) Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!") Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!") Remember me? ("Nigga bac da fuck up!") Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!") Niggas catchin' "no" for an answer, ghetto no Yeah, I've been told no but it's more like "no, no, no!!" Life's a bitch; yeah it'll fuck you if you let her Better come better than better to be a competitor This ved is a head, the shit is all redder, you deader and deader I better extended the cheddars and credda Instead of vendetta, a mellow beretta from ghetto to gutter Evidence? Nope! Never leave a shredda I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me and 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 dike bitches total Want beef, nigga? PSH better dead that shit My name should be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit" Probably say "he ain't a killa", but I'm killin' myself Smoke def, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a bullet too What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We're Blockbusters 'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters 'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us I'm gettin' wires niggas wantin' me dead Wantin' head, you think it could be somethin' I said? (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 clean 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 Haley 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 must've 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 with ten clips each And them shits reach through 6 kids each And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clintin's speech to fix these streets? FiCK THAT! PSH you faggets 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 (Shot) (What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?) Don't you remember me? Remember me? Remember me?! Remember meeeeeeeeeeee?! more free lyrics |
13. _ Drug Ballad
*laugher Ooh shit (ooh hey ooh) Guess what? I ain't coming in yet I'll come in in a minute Ayo this is my love song It goes like this Back when Mark Wallburg 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 gon' probably crawl And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf And my prediction is you gon' probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinnin' You're beginning to think women are swimmin in pink linen Again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wildin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein' you Get in the car and start it and start drivin Over the island and cause a 42 car pile up Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Looking for life on this planet sir, no sign of it All i could 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 in outter 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 Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) Somethin' keeps pullin on my sleeve (Whoa) I dont wanna but I gotta stay (Whoa) These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no (Whoa) They won't let me ever let 'em go (Whoa) I'm a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) Is drug's really gotta hold on me? In third grade all I used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube Seventeen years later I'm as rude as you Schemein on the first chick with the hugest boobs I got no game and every face looks the same They 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 This ecstacy has got me standin next to you Gettin 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 got stuff to do Cause if I get caught cheatin then I'm stuck with you But in the long run these drugs are probably gonna catch up sooner or later But fuck it I'm on one so let's enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal chord, So it's not a straight line no more So we walk around lookin' like some windup dolls Shit stickin' out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit six hits won't even get me high no more So bye for now I'm gonna try to find some more Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) Somethin' keeps pullin on my sleeve (Whoa) I dont wanna but I gotta stay (Whoa) These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no (Whoa) They won't let me ever let 'em go (Whoa) I'm a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) Is drug's really gotta hold on me? That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all Wallow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow your probably gonna wanna do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend, screw it And whats a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And whats a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life live it however you wanna Marajuana is everywhere, where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're goin' Cause none of this shit's gonna mean shit where we're goin They tell you to stop but you just sit there ignorin' Even though you wake up feelin' like shit every morning But your young you 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've did more shit that people said that I shouldnt But I'm all grown up now and upgraded And graduated to better drugs and updated But I still gotta a lot of growin' up to do I still gotta whole lot of throwin' up to spew But when it's all said and done before I know it I'll be forty with a forty on the porch tellin stories With a bottle of Jack, two grandkids on my lap Babysitting for Hailey, while Hailey's out gettin shmashed Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) Somethin' keeps pullin on my sleeve (Whoa) I dont wanna but I gotta stay (Whoa) These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no (Whoa) They won't let me ever let 'em go (Whoa) I'm a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) Is drug's really gotta hold on me? Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) Somethin' keeps pullin on my sleeve (Whoa) I dont wanna but I gotta stay (Whoa) These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) Cause everytime I try ta tell 'em no (Whoa) They won't let me ever let 'em go (Whoa) I'm a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) Is drug's really gotta hold on me? Drugs really got a hold on me Really got a hold on me Cause drugs really got a hold on me They really got a hold on me more free lyrics |
14. _ The Real Slim Shady
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 going to have a problem here c (Verse 1) Ya'll act like you never seen a white person before jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door started whoopin her ass worse than before they first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream) It's the return of the "Oh wait, no way, your 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 (haha) Feminist women love Eminem Chicka chicka chicka Slim Shady I'm sick of him look at him, walking around grabbing his you know what Flipin' the you know who "yeah, but hes so cute though" Yea I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose but no worse than what's going on in your parent's bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't, but its 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 womens clitoris is. Of course they gonna know what intercourse is by the time they hit 4th grade, they 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. But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel I got the antidote. Women wave your panty hoes, sing the chorus and it goes... (Chorus) 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 becuase 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 (Verse 2) Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too. You think I give a damm about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me. "But Slim what if u win wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys can 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. Little bitch put me on blast on MTV "yeah he's cute but I think he's married to Kim, hehe" I should download her audio on mp3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem V.D. (scream) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me So I've been sent here to destroy you And theres 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 It just might be the next best thing But not quite me (chorus) (Verse 3) I'm like a headtrip to listen to Cause I'm only giving 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 ya'll And I don't gotta be false or sugar coated at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it (rip) I just shit it better than 90% of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kidz eat up these albums like valiums. Its funny cuz at the rate im going when I'm 30 Ill be the only person in the nursing home flirting. Pinching nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens and I'm jerking 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 spitten on your onion rings Or in the parking lot circling screaming I don't give a fuck With his windows down and system up So will the real Shady, please stand up and put one of those fingures on each hand up and to be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? (chorus) more free lyrics |
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