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[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."(gasps)
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..)

Artist: bad meets evil (eminem and royce the 5-9)
[royce] what? uhh..
[em] the bad..
[royce] yeah..
[em] the evil..
[royce] right, yo
[em] put em together

Chorus: royce the 5-9, eminem

[royce] yo if it wasn't for your whip, i'd have nothin to strip
[em] if it wasn't for a wrist, i'd have nothin to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, i'd have nothin to chew
[royce] yo..
[both] i'm just fuckin with you, cause i got nothin to do

[eminem]
I am bored!!!!!
I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers *crash sound*
Let you inhale the glock smell, while i'm rippin your wallet off
And slippin a molotov in your cocktail (take that)
Burnin your contracts, punch your a&r in the face *punch sound*
Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin i took it (whoops!)
Nurse look at this straightjacket, it's crooked!
I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (fedex)
So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head
When the rest of his body's still alive runnin?

[royce]
Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
For every hundred mc's rhymin about birds
Only about two-thirds'd really set it without words
Yo you ain't a thug, i can make you bitch up
Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it's rainin slugs (what?)
I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me
You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
The bad and evil mad rap, i cover the bad half
You know how a thug in this shit'll end up
Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up
Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm up
Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible

Chorus: 2x

[eminem]
*yawns* forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause (yay)
And by the time you all catch on, i'ma end your career
And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin to fall back on!
I'll throw you off of ten floors .. *ahhhhhhh*
Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores
This bitch wanted to blow me, i said, "it oughta happen.
You swallow cum bitch?" "no, but i brought a napkin"
Gettin skullie while i'm autographin
Got my daughter laughin cause i sent her mother whitewater raftin
I'm not a fact, i'ma proven fear
Mr. rogers blocked up my u-haul screamin,
"wait, wait, wait.. you ain't movin here!"
Lorena bobbitt, c'mere, want a souveneir?
I've been high as fuck, since i was a juvi-neer
Juvenile? same difference -- i need some 'caine
Cause i ain't sniffed since i woke up the seven slain infants
(oh my god!) brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause i traded brains with a chimpanz'

[royce]
Walkin in swamp water with an m-16, out for the blood
Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break braces, you say grace and make faces
I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
Precise aim, icin my fame, blowin your hand off
Dancin with the devil leadin - i won't die, i'm never leavin (what?)
I pledge allegiance to forever breathin
Street niggaz with nuts, what? my meat's bigger (what?)
Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
With a deathwish, thinkin i'm the nigga to mess with
Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)
A follower never had heart, he just loyal
Thugs is glass doors, i see through em, put the heat to em
Be careful you might get what you ask for

Chorus 2x

[em] the bad.. the evil..
The bad.. the evil..

<old hip hop musical beat tune plays in the background, just like a radio
Station>

Proof (from d12):
Yeah soul it tick, checking it number 1 baby this week,
You know what i'm sayin'?
This is m.c. proof

Hare:
And d.j. hare.

Proof (from d12):
Checkin' in on w.e.g.o.
You know what i'm sayin'?
Ay yo we got the number 1 requested song, of the day coming up next.
It's a local thing wants retilin'
It goes by the name of eminem
And it's called "it's ok"

Chorus: repeat 2x

Hi! my name is.. (what?) my name is.. (who?)
My name is.. <scratches> slim shady
Hi! my name is.. (huh?) my name is.. (what?)
My name is.. <scratches> slim shady

Ahem.. excuse me!
Can i have the attention of the class
For one second?

[eminem]
Hi kids! do you like primus? (yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick nine inch nails through each one of my eyelids? (uh-huh!)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like i did?
Try {'cid} and get messed up worse that my life is?
My brain's dead weight, i'm tryin to get my head straight
But i can't figure out which spice girl i want to {impregnate}
And dr. dre said, "slim shady you a basehead!"
Uh-uhhh! "so why's your face red? man you wasted!"
Well since age twelve, i've felt like a caged elf
Who stayed to himself, in one space, chasin his tail (blalblalblabla)
Got ticked off and ripped pamela lee's lips off
Kissed em and said, "i ain't know silicone was 'sposed to be this soft"
I'm bout to pass out and crash, and fall in the grass
Faster than a fat man who sat down too fast
C'mere lady! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)
I don't give a damn, dre sent me to tick the world off!

Chorus

[eminem]
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high (damn!)
Thanks a lot.. next semester, i'll be thirty-five
I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler
And told him to change the grade on the paper (now!)
Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Served the bartender, then walked out with a tip cup
Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians
In a spaceship while they're screamin at me: "let's just be friends!"
Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to
I just found out my mom does more {dope} than i do
I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin {drugs} and name it after her (here mom!)
You know you blew up when the women rush your stands
And try to touch your hands like some screamin usher fans (aaahhhhhh!)
This guy at white castle asked for my autograph (dude, can i get your autograph?)
So i signed it: 'dear dave, thanks for the support, {asshole!}'

Chorus

[eminem]
Stop the tape! this kid needs to be locked away! (get him!)
Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!
I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die
I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
Am i comin or goin? i can barely decide
I just drank a fifth of kool-aid -- dare me to drive? (go ahead)
All my life i was very deprived
I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
Clothes ripped like the incredible hulk (hachhh-too)
I spit when i talk, i'll {fuck} anything that walks (c'mere)
When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits
How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!) you ain't got no {tits!} (wah!)
I lay awake and strap myself in the bed
Put a bulleproof vest on and tap myself in the head (bang!)
I'm steamin mad (arrrggghhh!)
And by the way when you see my dad? (yeah?)
Ask him if he bought a porno mag and seen my ad

Chorus

Oh yeah, this is eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass
One time for your mother fucking mind, we represent the 313
You know what i'm saying?, cause they don't know shit about this
For the 9-6

Verse 1:
Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex rappers till their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smoke
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation
When i declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
I'm infinite

Chorus:
You heard of hell well i was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now i'm trying to repent from it
But when i hear the beat i'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm infinite

Verse 2:
Bust it, i let the beat commence so i can beat the sense of your elite defense
I got to meet the fence fruit was stompin at your feet to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, i spoil all your fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands
My coil hands around this microphone lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a jeep full of people
Mc's are feeble, i came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony mc's and stand the only one
Imitator, intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be infinite

Chorus:
You heard of hell well i was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now i'm trying to repent from it
But when i hear the beat i'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm infinite

Verse 3:
Man i got evidence i'm never dense and i been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the m-o
So i'm assuming all responsibility
Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill mc's
Mic messaler, slamming like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, my skill is intergalactical
I get cynical at a fool then i send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, track for your fancy
In fact i can't see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a plan b
Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit
I'm tense to be tempted when i see the sins my friends commit...
I'm infinite

Chorus:
You heard of hell well i was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now i'm trying to repent from it
But when i hear the beat i'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm infinite
You heard of hell well i was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now i'm trying to repent from it
But when i hear the beat i'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm infinite

Artist: da ruckus f/ eminemreal *echoes*

Chorus: samples 4x
"bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)
"when i bust on the mic, i bust a real hard rhyme" ---> keith murray
"every time i pick up the microphone i drug it (what they know about
This?)
"when i bust on the mic, i bust a real hard rhyme" ---> keith murray

[verse one]
I'm rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit
If anyone steps up askin shit, i'm blastin shit
You gone phase me, but swingin like peter parker
Motherfuck the shop, i'll wreck the goddamn barber
Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up
You couldn't be a dope mc if you said his rhymes drugged up
I told you once, but you forget so here's a flashback
"you couldn't be shit, if you came out my asscrack"
Stop frontin kid, you know you ain't paid
And the only mic/mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade
Ain't nothin lyrical about you but your lies
So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies
You're played like my five-year old's newborn toys
Don't know shit about chicago, but i could still make illa noyz
Like robin leech i display stylish ways
Thats rough like my face when i haven't shaved in days
Listen up, all these words take heed
When i cock and squeeze, no more mc's breathe (none)
I'm sick of this, here's my final dis
Fuck you dumb niggaz you ain't shit like this

Chorus: 2x

[eminem]
My smith and wessy got you layin in some alley messy
Got your family lookin for your ass on sally jesse
We squash beef in the mo', when you ain't breathin no more
Leavin your skull split like steven seagal
Let the cat out, flat out, detroit's a mad house
So i don't get offended when i hear my city badmouthed
We quick to pull the gat out and set it
And leave you with more shit missin than a lil' kim radio edit
Stick up kids be tryin to live paid
You get your grill sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage
Get the guage, cock it back, empty your pockets, jack
Or i'ma send you flyin like a rocketpack
Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack
Break into your crib still your shit and lock it back
Ten-year old kids be standin on the block with gats
Just for livin nowadays'll get you flocked with bats
Where i'm from...yaknow what'm sayin?, that's some old detroit shit
Y'all wouldn't know about that shit, though. less you come
To my city, ya know what'm sayin? see where we live,
Cause we shine

Chorus: 2x

[hush]
Mc's put detroit up in they rap songs
Cause without us there careers wouldn't last long
So like a generation we've been passed on
Now its our time to shine, put your glasses on
Got these a & r's and labels with binoculars
Lookin in, jockin us and not jockin yours
Too many groups follow trends, unoriginal
Usin loops that transcend every bitch in you
Don't ever try to say this is a ghost town
One million rappers in this bitch, they need to slow down
Evualute the situation, all the rest are killers
Fly hoes out on jefferson with the drug dealers
Two years in the joint, nobody's touchin hush
Try to say you'll put us down, but your under us
Now who the fuck are you? its just coincidental
When your rhyme your even worse than the instrumental
Your just a phone-tapper with no backbone
Talkin shit, i got a clique that only pack chrome
Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, when we hit
Next time you'll think twice of who you fuckin wit

Chorus: 3 and 1/4

I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action
Than rosco beating james tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild hood
As a hazardous youth
With a fucked up childhood
That i used as an excuse
And aint shit changed
But kept the same mindstate
Since the third time that i failed 9th grade
You probably think that i'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence i just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of death
As i fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind
You and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? blow your brain out
I'm blowing mine out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn ambulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your honda accord
With a 4 door ford
But a more toward (?) droppin in accapella
To chopp a fella
To mozarella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While i'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an iv in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
It's a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "i'm still alive!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit (?)
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with alka seltzer and formula 44d
Fuck an acid tab i'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing your parents
And coming back to get your foster mommas
And i'm as good at keeping a promise as nostradamus
Cause i aint making no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted corvettes on vietnam war vets
I'm more or less sick in the head
Maybe more cause i smoked crack (?)
Today, yesterday, and the day before Sabitor
Walk the block with a labrador
Straped wit more corral for war than el salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on al b. sure

Artist: dj spinna f/ eminem, thirstin howl iii


Verse one (thirstin howl):
I hit harder
Than forman
Landing both both gloves to a low blow
With no cup
Leave you speech-less like when arrested development broke up
Carry a crow bar for egos that won't budge
Crack skulls
Through helmets
With the penetration of a screw nailed in
Return like i was sending self addressed postage
Throw bricks the size of the stonehenge
Before battles, we pour blood
And toast, death to wicked infants
Found on the sorceress' doorsteps
Slaughter lamb
And boar's head
Every mc's cause of boredness
And mind bondage
Bronchitis, lung failure
Language unfam-i-liar
Art through a flooded air brush
??? leave craft
Sentences joined with words holding hands
It's a tight squeeze
From where your head will be landing
In exact time flight leaves

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Verse two (eminem):
Who's arm is this?
I must have cut it off at the pharmacist
And refused to resume my severed prescription of ???
I'm the old man who lives upstairs and starves his pets
And never leaves his house 'cause he thinks his car's possessed
I hate my life
That's why i degrade my wife
Grabbed a paper plate to make a sandwich
And just ate the knife
My mother's screaming 'please heal him, take him straight to christ'
Meet you on the street and slap you just to break the ice
Made a bomb threat with a fake device
Strip you naked twice, pistol whip you and force you to take advice
And if you catch me bobbin' my head to some bullshit spittin'
I was probably just tryin to shake the lice
Bugs fallin' out of my head
I'm wishin' i was dead
While i'm crawlin out of my bed
Found it red
And my rash is returning
I feel the sensation of burning
Occurring, usually during pain for release in my urine
Screamin' at my shadow 'please quit followin' me'
These pills keep screamin' 'please quit swollin' me'
The devil keeps screamin' 'please get down on one knee'
Took the drugs before the cops ever found them on me

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Artist: eminem f/ eye-kyu
Eye-kyu: check it out,
Eminem: hey kyu!

Eye-kyu:
Chorus: it's a broke day but everything is ok (it's ok)
I'm up all night, but everything is alright (it's alright)
It's a rough week, and i don't get enough sleep (i can't sleep)
It's a long year pretending i belong here (belong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (it's ok)
I'm up all night, but everything is alright (it's alright)
It's a rough week, and i don't get enough sleep (i can't sleep)
It's a long year pretending i belong here (belong here)

Verse 1: eminem
One day i plan to be a family man happily married
I wanna grow to be so old that i have to be carried
Till i'm glad to be buried
And leave this crazy world
And have at least a half a million for my baby girl
It may be early to be planning this stuff
Cause i'm still struggling hard to be the man, and it's tough
Cause man it's been rough, but still i manage enough
I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed
My hands have been cuffed
But i don't panic and huff, frantic and puff
Or plan to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it erupts
I'm anteing up double or nothing, i've been trouble enough
And i'm sick of struggling and suffering, see
My destiny's to rest at ease, till i'm impressed and pleased
With my progress, i won't settle for less than cheese
I'm on a quest to seize all, my own label to call
Way before my baby is able to crawl
I'm too stable to fall, the pressure motivates
To know i hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades
I seen the golden gates to heaven on earth
Where they don't pull a weapon on you when you stepping on turf, q

Eye-kyu:
Chorus: it's a broke day but everything is ok (it's ok)
I'm up all night, but everything is alright (it's alright)
It's a rough week, and i don't get enough sleep (i can't sleep)
It's a long year pretending i belong here (belong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (it's ok)
I'm up all night, but everything is alright (it's alright)
It's a rough week, and i don't get enough sleep (i can't sleep)
It's a long year pretending i belong here (belong here)

Verse 2: eminem
I'm going for broke, gambling and playing for keeps
Everyday in the streets, scrambling and paying for cheep
Praying for sleep
Dreaming with a watering mouth
Wishing for a better life for my daughter and spouse
In this slaughtering house, caught up in bouts
With the root of all evil
I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful
And make them do shit illegal
For these grant's and jackson's
These transactions explain a man's actions
But in the mist of this insanity, i found my christianity
Through god and there's a wish he granted me
He showed me how to cope with the stress
And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed
Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest
To selling dope with the rest
I quit smoking cess to open my chest
Life is stressful inside this cesspool
Trying to wrestle, i almost bust a blood vessel
My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics
He's asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addicts
Kids attract static, children with automatics
Taking target practice on teens for starter jackets
I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum
I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum
It's cumbersome, i'm trying to do well on this earth
But it's been hell on this earth since i fell on this earth

Eye-kyu:
Chorus: it's a broke day but everything is ok (it's ok)
I'm up all night, but everything is alright (it's alright)
It's a rough week, and i don't get enough sleep (i can't sleep)
It's a long year pretending i belong here (belong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (it's ok)
I'm up all night, but everything is alright (it's alright)
It's a rough week, and i don't get enough sleep (i can't sleep)
It's a long year pretending i belong here (belong here)

Uh, it's ok, yeah it's alright, even though i can't sleep
Uh yeah, it's ok, it's alright, i can't sleep

[x] pssh, man i need a lighter man
[e] right here
[x] yeahhh.. whassup slim?
[e] what's crackin?
[x] hit this shit
[e] ssshhit i almost hit this motherfucker today
[x] psh, is that right?
[e] what is it with motherfuckers thinkin that..
[e] {*sigh*} because we're in the spotlight or whatever that..
[e] they can do or say whatever they want to us
[e] and that we won't retaliate
[x] protect my motherfuckin' self, by any
[both] means, necessary
[e] right?

[chorus 2x: eminem]
Cause you don't know me, i don't know you
So don't approach me, i won't approach you
And don't insult me, i won't insult you
Cause you don't know what i will or i won't do

[xzibit]
Make no mistake, i'm the golden state heavyweight
Bein underrated gave me time to create it
Can you relate? i renovate, straight out the gate
Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate
Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate
Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face
No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows
You know how it goes; i might as well kick it at home
But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (yeah)
Packed up, moved out, started a new family
So all this strugglin for what, so i can blow up
Marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up?
Fuck that, this the fuckin thanks i get
For tryin to edutain assholes and feed my bitch
Yo i feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down)
Cause you seein more support than i'm seein my child
It's like..

[eminem]
.. everyday i wake up, another drama
It's a wonder i'm alive, survivin this karma
If i can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer
I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her
Without these cameras in our faces like animals
For your channel 2 action news to follow our ambulence up the avenue
And catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts
And what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence
And you wonder why i carry every gun under the sun
Whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one
No bullet, you're so full of shit
This clip is so full it'll spit if i don't pull it
And don't give me no bullshit i'm not in the mood
I just got in a feud in some parkin lot with a dude
Over kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit
Don't tell me bout the show business shit
I know what this is, bitch

[chorus]

[xzibit]
This ain't business, this is personal bitch
You don't know xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed
I had a very fucked up day, i'm needin this fit
Shuttin motherfuckers up like they pleadin the 5th
Yo em it's time to get serious with it (yeah)
Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet
This is your brain on drugs, xzibit brain on thugs
Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us
Ain't no love lost my niggaz, relax yo'self
I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin the wealth
To my niggaz who never seen it i mean it when i holla
At the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones
Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel
Changin your channel, you played like a fuckin piano
Ridin slow through cali like i'm ridin a camel
Millionaire motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels
I feel like, tony soprano, who do i trust now?
Just hit me on my tele' nigga soon as i touch down
Spit lines to split spines just to get mine
Big behind bitches gettin dick to spit shine
Sniff lines of coke, that's the only shit that make you dope
Bitch-ass nigga that's droppin the soap
Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip
And turn til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit

[eminem]
So do i gotta buy a whole block to myself
A front door with twelve locks
And have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
And everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops?
Fuck that, i protect myself with these twelve shots
And one in the chamber, gun in the waist
And one in the ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place
Tryin to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not
Gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face?
And it's a disgrace hailey can't play with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn
Screamin some shit, leanin out your windows, beepin n shit
Or pullin up in my drive like i won't leap in your whip
And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where i live
So my address ends up on the internet again
So then, i do an interview with spin, tellin them
That if someone comes to my crib, i'ma shove a gun in their ribs
And reporters, blow it out of proportion
"oh, now he's pullin guns on his fans
Just for tryin to stand on his porch"
And i'm the bad guy, cause i don't answer my door like "hey hi!
You guys wants some autographs? okay, form a straight line!"
Sometimes i feel like loadin this rifle
And climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you
It's not that i don't like you..
.. it's just that i'm not behind the mic
I'm a person who's just like you

[eminem]
Hi!
Original bad boy on the case, cover your face
Came in the place blowed, and sprayed puffy with mase
I laced the weed with insect repellant, better check the smelly
Eminem starts with e, better check the spelling
With a capital, somebody grab me a snapple
I got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam

Artist: big kap + funkmaster flex f/ eminem


[dr. dre]
Check check, 1,2 , 1,2 1,2(it's rolling)
Yea yea yea dr. dre up in here y'all know what this is.
Its what y'all been waiting for funk master flex, big kap,
Def jam records giving it to you baby.
Yo eminem show these mother fuckers what time it is baby

[eminem]
I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until i got a million dollars, shit
Now if i only had some fucking hair i'd pull it, faster than a bullet
Out of tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it
I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident
I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in amsterdam
I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it
So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets
The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it
Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it
My head is aching, i'm dedicated to medication
But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (come on!)
Anyway i got down with dre (what up?)
The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray
Running up and down the street screaming, "fuck the police"
When you still had your mother's fucking nipple stuck in your teeth
(fucking baby) became a role model after colorado
Now all they do is follow me around and holla bravo!
Hell yea i punch my bitch and beat my kids in public
Suck my dick, bitch
I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face but i won't
Cause you'll probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass tupac image
You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative
(wanna fight?) i'm probably the akwardest alcoholic talking
Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumbling, mumbling
A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, i'mm juss high on life
So why on earth would i need drugs, when i can fly on kites?
Motherfuckers, slim shady

Dr dre: dr dre!
Eminem: i'm drunk pass the tec

Chorus: eminem and dr. dre (repeat 2x)

Cause if i get locked up tonite!
Then i might not come home tonite!
[dre] keep it moving! off and on, eminem is on
Off and on, dr. dre is on

[eminem]
The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire
I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling iron (ahh!)
Psych i'm just joking, for christ sake
Dont get so bent out of shape
Cause i went out and raped six girlfriends
Some people just don't get it, but i won't let it upset me
Cause they don't know better
They don't know what the fuck its like to be so fed up
And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up
My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes i can't find it at home
It hides in the stove (hello, where you at?)
Shit, talk about your brain being baked
My shit's still in the oven on 480 de-grades
Hailey jade, daddy loves you baby,
Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you lady
You critics wanna criticize but couldnt visualize
Individuals lives through a criminal's eyes
The neighborhood that i grew up in you could die for nothing
And dirty dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit
I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his head in the fan blade
Don't ever tell me what i can and what i can't say
Or change cause of the age range in my fan base
Like i give a fuck who's buying this shit
Quit fucking buying it, i'm tired bitch, i'm dying to quit
Hip hop is universal now, it's all commercial now
It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now
But now the white kids like it, so they tell me i can buy it
But as soon as i get on the mic it's like the night get silent
Either that or booed, thats why i keep an attitude
And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon
I'm sick of being judged, fuck it let me see a judge
I'll confess to every murder i committed since 3 years old

Chorus

[dr. dre]
Fuck that, turn that shit off
Let's get the fuck out of here
You know how we do (echo)

Just the two of us.. (8x)

[eminem]
Baby your da-da loves you (hey)
And i'ma always be here for you (hey) no matter what happens
You're all i got in this world
I would never give you up for nothin
Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me
I love you

C'mon hai-hai, we goin to the beach
Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you in the car seat
Oh where's mama? she's takin a little nap in the trunk
Oh that smell (whew!) da-da musta runned over a skunk
Now i know what you're thinkin - it's kind of late to go swimmin
But you know your mama, she's one of those type of women
That do crazy things, and if she don't get her way, she'll throw a fit
Don't play with da-da's toy knife, honey, let go of it (no!)
And don't look so upset, why you actin bashful?
Don't you wanna help da-da build a sand castle? (yeah!)
And mama said she wants to show how far she can float
And don't worry about that little boo-boo on her throat
It's just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eatin
Dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt
Mama's messy isn't she? we'll let her wash off in the water
And me and you can pway by ourselves, can't we?

Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!

See honey.. there's a place called heaven and a place called hell
A place called prison and a place called jail
And da-da's probably on his way to all of em except one
Cause mama's got a new husband and a stepson
And you don't want a brother do ya? (nah)
Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better
I'll explain it to ya
But for now we'll just say mama was real real bad
She was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad
But i still feel sad that i put her on time-out
Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to climb out (wahh!)
I told you it's okay haihai, wanna ba-ba?
Take a night-night? nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga?
Her make goo-goo ca-ca? da-da change your dia-dee
Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty
Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water
Ninety-seven bonnie and clyde, me and my daughter

Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!

Wake up sweepy head we're here, before we pway
We're gonna take mama for a wittle walk along the pier
Baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea
Mama's too sweepy to hear you screamin in her ear (ma-maa!)
That's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry
Da-da made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake
Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope around this rock? (yeah!)
We'll tie it to her footsie then we'll roll her off the dock
Ready now, here we go, on the count of free..
One.. two.. free.. wheeeeee! (whoooooshhhhh)
There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta
No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining order
No more step-da-da, no more new brother
Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!)
Now we'll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk
But first, just help dad with two more things out the trunk

Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!

Just the two of us.. (4x)

[eminem]
Just me and you baby
Is all we need in this world
Just me and you
Your da-da will always be there for you
Your da-da's always gonna love you
Remember that
If you ever need me i will always be here for you
If you ever need anything, just ask
Da-da will be right there
Your da-da loves you
I love you baby

Met a retarted kid named greg, with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with a peg
Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a forty
Mix it with alka seltzer and formula 44-d
Forget an acid tab i'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of discussion
We blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and dramas
Cross the bombest
We blowing up your house
Killing your parents and coming back to get your foster mommas
I'm as good at keeping a promise as nastradamus
Cause i ain't making no more threats
I'm doing drive-bys in tinted corvettes
On vietnam war vets
I am more or less sick in the head
Maybe more
Because i smoked crack today, yesterday,
And the day before sabateur
Walk the block with a labrador
Strapped with more straps than el salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like an eyebrow on al b. sure

Just the two of us.. (8x)

[eminem]
Baby your da-da loves you (hey)
And i'ma always be here for you (hey) no matter what happens
You're all i got in this world
I would never give you up for nothin
Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me
I love you

C'mon hai-hai, we goin to the beach
Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you in the car seat
Oh where's mama? she's takin a little nap in the trunk
Oh that smell (whew!) da-da musta runned over a skunk
Now i know what you're thinkin - it's kind of late to go swimmin
But you know your mama, she's one of those type of women
That do crazy things, and if she don't get her way, she'll throw a fit
Don't play with da-da's toy knife, honey, let go of it (no!)
And don't look so upset, why you actin bashful?
Don't you wanna help da-da build a sand castle? (yeah!)
And mama said she wants to show how far she can float
And don't worry about that little boo-boo on her throat
It's just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eatin
Dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt
Mama's messy isn't she? we'll let her wash off in the water
And me and you can pway by ourselves, can't we?

Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!

See honey.. there's a place called heaven and a place called hell
A place called prison and a place called jail
And da-da's probably on his way to all of em except one
Cause mama's got a new husband and a stepson
And you don't want a brother do ya? (nah)
Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better
I'll explain it to ya
But for now we'll just say mama was real real bad
She was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad
But i still feel sad that i put her on time-out
Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to climb out (wahh!)
I told you it's okay haihai, wanna ba-ba?
Take a night-night? nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga?
Her make goo-goo ca-ca? da-da change your dia-dee
Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty
Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water
Ninety-seven bonnie and clyde, me and my daughter

Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!

Wake up sweepy head we're here, before we pway
We're gonna take mama for a wittle walk along the pier
Baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea
Mama's too sweepy to hear you screamin in her ear (ma-maa!)
That's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry
Da-da made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake
Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope around this rock? (yeah!)
We'll tie it to her footsie then we'll roll her off the dock
Ready now, here we go, on the count of free..
One.. two.. free.. wheeeeee! (whoooooshhhhh)
There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta
No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining order
No more step-da-da, no more new brother
Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!)
Now we'll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk
But first, just help dad with two more things out the trunk

Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2x)
Just you and i!

Just the two of us.. (4x)

[eminem]
Just me and you baby
Is all we need in this world
Just me and you
Your da-da will always be there for you
Your da-da's always gonna love you
Remember that
If you ever need me i will always be here for you
If you ever need anything, just ask
Da-da will be right there
Your da-da loves you
I love you baby

Artist: eminem f/ danaun porter and 3
Maxine!! (phone rings)

Maxine: hello
Denaun: can i speak to maxine?
Maxine: yeah this is me what's up?
Denaun: what up?
Maxine: who dis?
Denaun: denaun
Maxine: yeah what's up?
Denaun: what are you doing?
Maxine: nothing, just laying in bed
Denaun: huh?
Maxine: nothing, just laying in bed
Denaun: why?
Maxine: i don't know, thinking about something freaky to do

Verse 1: eminem
I know this crack fiend maxine who needs a vaccine
She tests positive but tells you that her act's clean
Plus she got a sugar daddy
Asking every hooker that he takes in to crook her badly
If you mistook her sadly, on her reputation
You're in jepordation, if you ain't got no preparation
When you step away son, she got her face done
Looking provocative, she'll let you knock it if
You press the issue and get undressed to kiss you
If you match the price, otherwise she won't look at you twice
But when you catch the lice, or get the urgency
To go to the emergency cause it burns to pee
Don't bring your germs to me, cause i ain't trying to hear it
While your fighting you fucking disease trying to clear it (maxine!!)

Verse 2: denaun porter
Sometimes i wonder, what's your purpose? in life that is
To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit
You living trife, got three kids at home and club hopping every night
You say it's gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down
And then speeds back to a regular pace, there is no end to this
Mystery, whatever your reason even is to be
You say you wanna be with me, but how can you say that
When you got niggas hiding in your closet
I refrain from getting angry but you keep on that strangely

Verse 3: 3
I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me
So i stepped on it and then asked my homies
And chilled on the side and then watched they niggas
Big game over there and take notes, while i get this number
I stepped to her first i cleared my throat and said "hey bitch..
Haven't i seen you before?", looked at my nigga
Turned around and got slapped throughout my hands
And said "oh it's like that?"
She said she just broke up with her nigga and shit
She started crying, and asked me to forgive her and shit
She said her name was maxine, so i told her i wanted her number
She asked could i give her mine two
Got to the crib and called her up
We got into a good conversation that's when she asked me could i fuck
I said "maxine check this out,
Give me your address i'll be through and you'll find out"
Got to the crib she let me in
She didn't waste time she grabbed my hand and proceeded to the bedroom
I said "hold up, and stop proceeding, you rushing things"
What the fuck are you doing?
So i went for my protection, took off my clothes and started flexing
As she went for my midsection
I threw her down as i tore off her shirt
Pulled out my jimmy and i thought about putting in work
Before i hit it she said
"3 don't get mad but there's something that i gotta tell your ass"
I said "what is it, another nigga? it's ok"
She said "no i forgot to tell you, that i got aids"
I got up out

Denaun: hey, maxine
Maxine: what
Denaun: you thinking about sucking my dick?
Maxine: yeah for a small price
Denaun: for a small price? what you mean?
Maxine: you know, money nigga
Denaun: you don't need no damn money,
I can't give you no money anyways, i heard you got some shit.
Maxine: (laughing) what you, what you hear i got?
Denaun: aids
Maxine: (laughing) who told you that bullshit?
Denaun: my nigga kyu, he wouldn't lie
Maxine: well if that's the case, kyu got it then
Denaun: oh for real, it's like that?
Maxine: (laughing) well i ain't got shit,
So he ain't got shit, and if he do, he ain't get that shit from me,
I ain't fucking around with no 3rd nigga
Denaun: fuck that, i ain't fucking with you
Maxine: no, see..
Denaun: you got that shit, i ain't gotta fuck with you
Maxine: hold on, why it ain't even like that
Denaun: i want ya'll to get paid, fucking..
Maxine: (laughing as the phone hangs up)

Artist: dj jazzy jeff f/ eminem and parl yams
(scratched) (3x):
"no...you hear me! you go to hell" -> mr. garrison

[eminem]
Yo
At birth i was born with the biggest middle finger on earth
The first time i went to stick it up the shit hurt
Moms wouldn't take it, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "go rake leaves," i said, "make me!"
I'm proud to announce i was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement when i broke the law mower
The slut gave me a truck when i turned sixteen
I went to start it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
Back then, when will smith was still the fresh prince
And him and jeff were still best friends, i guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full time
And get the fuck outta the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if i don't live up to this image
Break shit!

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you hear me! you go to hell!"

[parl yams]
Yo, y'all rappers have never learned
That's why i'm fuckin wit y'all
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit parl
I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom
Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on niggas madder than james evans
My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like kool keith
Fuck like you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease
Parl yams be the chosen thug
What i spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at home
My temper life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been jealous since niggas was windmillin'
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms just told me to act, i've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, i've been stealin'
I wet rappers cause it's me and em
I guess i just ain't give a fuck like eminem
Burglarize take busts with the slugs
Come in your window like (? ? ?) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up i teach them niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, when to stand up and light the dutch

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you hear me! you go to hell!"

[eminem]
I ended my last show with a horse swingin' a lasso
Drunk with the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause i don't give a fuck, you better understand that
Two zantacs i give a fuck if i sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what i kill for
I'm happy gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but i plan to stay single
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle
Sike, i'm 24 thursday; six more birthdays
And i'm blowin my brains out when i'm thirty
As long as my heart beats i'ma keep tryin to see
How much speed i can eat before i fall the fuck asleep
So "i'm the rapper, he's the dj"
I'm the one thats got the six year old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can kiss my ass until your lips stick to my pants

(scratched) (5x):
"no...you hear me! you go to hell!"

Artist: eminem f/ thymehey yo, what's up man? hey, yo you been here all day man
Ya'll been here every weekend man,
I don't ever get a chance to rap first man!
That's cause you whack!
What?!? i ain't whack nigga, i got some raps for all ya'll
Nigga my raps fresh, i'ma bust my raps first,
You can bust yours after me if you want to
No no man, i'm going first,
I'm getting tired of everybody wanted to go first man
You always rap first,
I'm rapping i don't care what none of ya'll say,
I'm fresh, i'm fresh

Thyme:
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know
I said who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know

Verse 1: eminem
I'll have you taken back to christ when you sacrifice
The way you acting slice when i tear your back with knifes
Jacking life's of mc's, now i'm set to launch a plan
For blowing up the stage with illegal contraband
A stomped your man so unless you want what he got
You better set the mic down, i'm steaming like a teapot
I'll make the tea hot, people get in my face and ask
If i wanna battle, then i chase them in a jason mask
It's an amazing task to battle with success
I never gave a fuck, now i give a fuck less
And in a slug fest i get physical like physicians
Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions
Wicked wizardry, like a sorcerer and no remorse for you
When i torture you throughout the course of my orchestra
So feel the force of my spiritual images
Slicing up an enemy's appendages till he hemorrhages
My skin itches every time a rapper recites
And when he's through with his verse, i'm all covered in flea bites
You wanna see fights i got a match for you
You couldn't flip shit playing in toilets with a spatula

Chorus: thyme
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know

Verse 2: eminem
You bitches get a hysterectomy disrespecting me
You wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a tech to me
Intellectually superior, i'll make the whack wearier
Inferior, deterior rate, like bacteria
Materially, killing serially, clearly you'll see
How much in fear when u hear me you'll be
Shiver and shake, quiver and quake
Bite a rhyme and rip it off then stiffer and ache, whither and break
You slithering snake, gibbering fake, fibbering flake
I'll twist you into a different shape
And toss you in michigan lake, for fisherman sake
If this is a dream you'd wish you can wake
Every dis you can take, personal
We ain't friends trying to make amends
If you ain't ever stole a gate you can take a fence
I make intense masterpieces and smash to pieces
Your last releases, you bad diseases, that's the reason
I'm showing you the proper way to operate a mic
So pass it like a hot potato
I've never been less than clever and fresh
Severing flesh of fools who never impressed i can confess

Chorus: thyme
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic man and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and then said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know
Whhhooo the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out!! i wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) i wanna know, i wanna know
Ayo let me get that mic man

Artist: the high & mighty f/ eminem
Intro: scratches by dj mighty mi

"shady! that's me!" -> eminem
"high and mighty trilogy" -> mr. eon
"back with the flyest material" -> erick sermon
"shady... sh... shady!" -> eminem
"that that... that's me!" -> eminem
"high.. high and.. mighty trilogy" -> mr. eon
"back with the..." -> erick sermon
"funky... beats"

[mr. eon]
Packin this third eye, pursue a cyclops
They trade in they high tops for nice sized white rocks
(excuse me) words in my right, that pass my left ear
Your style is ass-out like the bulls are next year (you're gone)
Fear this veneer, you get stung like virgins
Who that cat splurgin instead of rehearsin?
Tough guys, degentrify your high rise
Lookin more like ronald than them fuckin fry guys
Go on uptown fuckin senoritas
In taco bell screamin, "viva gorditas!"
Bring all your dogs - i give em rabies
They never had a chance like my two aborted babies (waaah!)
Got pope john paul the 2nd, prayin to satan
Have your vegan girlfriend cookin up bacon
On barbituates with that shit that you hit
Smoke my spliffs withcha, cause spinal bifida

[eminem]
My nine is liftin ya, six feet when i spray rounds
Hit you with 12 shots in mid-air and four more on the way down
As eight strays graze through a kid's hair on the playground
You lay down on a stretcher (don't get carried away now!)
No pun intended, just hop out of your whip
And leave it un-attended before i whip out this gun and end it
Unless you want it dented with bullet holes any minute
Cause i can leave your infinite full of those even if someone's in it
Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and park it
Corner the market, i got her tied up in a chair and gagged
Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged
Like cavewomen, while i'm gravediggin with marilyn man'

Chorus: mr. eon, eminem

If you got a bowl of hash better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, i'ma take your last hit
And if you spittin wack shit on the microphone
I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast i'ma detach it
So if you got a bowl of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, i'ma take your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two tabs of acid
Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and latched it

[mr. eon]
Yo yo, "eon's wack now," how you think that?
Couldn't get on my record if you were shrink rap (can i get a rhyme?)
Desecrate a crate with these rhymes i be totin
Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem
I got stupid mucus from these loose lips
My loose leaf leave your whole persona weak
To the point that you stand up on your feet, best retreat
Let's go back in time and steal my whole steez
The quickening, did a bris at the christening
I'm exercisin, doing liftings and twistings
Instinct's the nicest, i keep tellin you
What the fuck this guy on the corner been sellin you?

[eminem]
(here - buy this) i'm e-mailin you, at the wrong website
And mispellin you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you
Escaped bellevue, stuffed the nurse in a purse
Disperse like i added too many words in a verse
Slim shady, a perverted version of birth
Drivin off, leaving a murdered virgin at church
The first person who searchin the earth for the motherfucker
That pulled the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first
(kill his ass) get thrown curves, and hit with your own words
Leave me alone bitch! i get on my own nerves
And if i don't got two balls and a middle finger to throw up
I'm takin off both shoes and stickin each middle toe up
(fuck y'all!!!!)

Chorus

[eminem]
Any disease out there i'm willin to catch it...
Slim shady...
All praises to the high & mighty

Outro: scratches by dj mighty mi

"slim shady", "naughty rotten rhymer"
"mr. eon", "illest rhyme dropper"
"slim shady", "naughty rotten rhymer"
"mr. eon", "illest rhyme dropper"
"slim shady"
"n....nau..naughty...ro..ro..rotten rhyme....rhyme..rhy..rhymer"
"mr. eon"
"illest rhyme drop...drop..drop..dro..dro..rhyme dropper"

Artist: dr. dre and eminemthe wild gotham, the wild west, ride

Dr. dre:
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, to go down at one
Set on my brow, let's settle it now
I'ma show you how real cowboys get down
Polish the gold, waiting for this drama to unfold
I got a blunt rolled
Philly bowl, gangsta's blood runs cold
It's time to reload this old 45 colt
And the wind's gust it's hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots to make sure i'm not rusty
It's passed noon, he should be here soon
I sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
All of a sudden i can hear the sound of hoofs
Sound like a thousand wolves
I cock back with the toast in the holster and frooze
I pose as a poster, he's closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, i heard he fight's dirty
But i'ma put thirty inside him and leave early
Just when i went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said

Eminem:
You never met me, you'll probably never see me again
But i know you, and the name is slim
You want revenge then don't shoot
I'm in the same boots as you
I'm telling the truth, i got a price on my head too, cause when you

Chorus:
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life ain't fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad cause the bad guys always die

Dr. dre:
He was shady, could see it by the look on his face
He said take ten paces, shit, i took eight
Spun around and i aimed straight for the brain
The shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
{eminem: you need bullets, hurry up run}
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
He pulled two at the same time and stood stunned
{eminem: go ahead shoot me, but i'm not the one you want}
I figured he was telling the truth, that's why i didn't shoot
So what we gonna do, it's on you

Eminem:
Do you recall when you and snoop was a group
{dre: the chronic}
Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two
And plus i know who's got it (who)
Some old dude, he's got 26 plagues and he already sold two

Dr. dre:
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle
Carried two pieces of gold inside of my saddle
We rolled two miles until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun

Eminem:
Dre here's the plot
This is the spot, they call him doc loveless
He's going around saying he took the game from us
{dre: let's shoot him in the kneecaps, he'll never see it coming}
He ain't got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach
He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission is to get him to stop laying eggs
And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps

Dr. dre:
I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swinging doors in, and started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singing
It sounded like a g thang, and a verse from keep their heads ringing
I said it's dre's day and started to spray
But it's 1800, colts the ak
Hollow tips started flying every which way

Eminem:
That's when i seen dre in trouble and came with the gage
I fired the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the plagues and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that's rolled

Chorus:
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life ain't fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad cause the bad guys always die
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life ain't fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad cause the bad guys always die

Chorus
All i see is murder murder, my mind state - [2pac]
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate - [swift]
All i see is murder murder, my mind state
Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill!
(2x)

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand
Went up in eastland and shot a policeman
Fuck a peace plan of citizen bystands
But shit is in my hands, here's your life span
For what your life's worth this money is twice than
Grab a couple grand and live a nice land
See i'm a nice man but money turned me to satan
I'm thirsty for this green so bad i'm dehydratin'
Hurry up with the cash bitch, i got a ride waitin'
Shot a man twice in the back when he tried escapin'
I want the whole plot, i won't be denied nathan
Maybe i need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya
Or gets ya description an' sketches ya
The connection was the prime suspect
But i ain't set to flee the scene of the crime just yet
Cuz i got a daughter to feed
And $200 ain't enough to water the seed
The best thing would be for me to leave taco bell an' hit up chess king
And have the lady at the desk bring
Money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin' the mac
Cooperate and we can operate and save an attack
This bitch tried escapin' the jack
Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wrote
You barely heard a word as she choked
It wasn't nuttin' for her to be smoked
But i slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke
Just then the pigs bust in yellin' "freeze!"
But i'm already wanted for sellin' keys
And bunch of other felonies from a to z like spellin' bees
So before i dropped to the ground and fell on knees
I bust shots, they bust back
Hit the square in the chest, he wasn't wearin' a vest

Chorus 2x

Left the house, pullin' out the drive backin' out
Need a backin' out this lady's jag started blackin' out
Pulled the mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yackin' mouth before i blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair, smacked her up
Thinkin' fuck it, mug her while you're there, jacked her up
Stole her car, made a profit
Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the window
Like the girl on set it off did
Jetted off kid, stole the whip, now i'm a criminal
Drove in thru somebody's yard, dove into they swimmin' pool
Climbed out and collapsed on the patio
I made it out alive but i'm injured badly though
Parents screamin': "son, go in and call the police
Tell 'em there's a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!"
Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap up
Run in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuff
Actin' like they never seen nobody hit a nick before
Smashed the window, grabbed the nintendo 64
When they sell out in stores the price triples
I ran up the block jumpin' kids on tricycles
And colliding with an 80-year old lady with groceries
There goes the cheese, eggs, milk and post toasties
Stood up and started to see stars
Too many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police cars
Barely escaped, must-a been some dumb luck
Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin' dump truck
But i think somebody seen me maybe
Plus i lost the damn nintendo and i must-a dropped the beanie baby
Fuck it i give up, i'm surrounded in blue suits
Came out with a white flag hollerin' "truce truce!"
Surrendered my weapon to cops
Wasn't me! it was the gangsta rap and the peppermint schnopps

Chorus 2x

Chorus scratches to fade out

Artist: dr. dre f/ eminem, phish, xzibit[phish] what's the difference between me and you? (repeat 2x)

[dr. dre]
Back when cube - was rollin wit lorenzo in a benzo
I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals
Got the pens and pencils, got down to business; but sometimes
The business end of this shit can turn your friends against you
But you was a real nigga, i could sense it in you
I still remember the window of the car that you went through
That's fucked up, but i'll never forget the shit we been through
And i'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
Cuz you my nigga doc, and eazy i'm still wit you
Fuck the beef, nigga i miss you, and that's just bein real wit you
You see the truth is
Everybody wanna know how close me and snoop is
And who i'm still cool wit
Then i got these fake-ass niggaz i first drew with
Claimin that they non-violent, talkin like they *voice sample*
Spit venom in interviews, speakin on reunions
Move units, then talk shit and we can do this
Until then - i ain't even speakin your name
Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same
Nigga, it ain't that i'm too big to listen to the rumors
It's just that i'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em
That's the difference

Chorus: phish (repeat 2x)

What's the difference between me and you?
You talk a good one - but you don't do what you supposed to do
I act on what i feel and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin

[xzibit]
Yo i stay wit it
While you try to perpetrate, play wit it
Never knew about the next level until dre did it (yeah)
I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby-sitted
I smash you critics like a overhand right from riddick
(yeah!) come and get it, shitted on villians by the millions
I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings
So what the fuck am i supposed to do?
I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and all of you (come on!)
A heartless bastard, high and plastered
My style is like the reaction from too much acid - never come down
Pass it around if you can't handle it
Hang hollywood niggaz by they soul train laminates
What's the difference between me and you? (what?)
About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles
Until my death, i'm bangladesh
I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left
Yo that's the difference

Chorus

[eminem]
Aight, hold up hold up!
Stop the beat a minute!! i got somethin to say
Dre; i wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me
(the fuck?!) i don't know if i ever told you this, but i love you dawg
I got your motherfuckin back, just know this shit

[dre] riiight? .. slim, i don't know if you noticed it
But i've had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this bitch
[em] i mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed - who's throat is it?
[dre] well if you ever kill that kim bitch, i'll show you where the ocean is

[eminem]
Well that's cool, and i appreciate the offer
But if i do decide to really murder my daughter's momma
I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
And cruise around wit her for seven hours through california
And have her wavin at people (hi!) then drop her off on the corner
At the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her
Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off
Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of
Fuck blood, i wanna see some lungs coughed up
Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up
And they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for tryin to talk like the chronic was lost product
That's for even thinkin of havin them thoughts thought up!
You better show some respect whenever the doc's brought up!!
So what's the difference between us? we can start at the penis
Or we can scream, "i just don't give a fuck," and see who means it!

Chorus 1.25x

{sound of static}

[announcer]
Meet eddie, twenty-three years old.
Fed up with life and the way things are going,
He decides to rob a liquor store.
("i can't take this no more, i can't take it no more homes")
But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart.
And suddenly, his conscience comes into play...

[dr. dre]
Alright, stop! (huh?)
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
And try to get money out the drawer
You better think of the consequence (but who are you?)
I'm your mother_______ conscience

[eminem]
That's nonsense!
Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs
And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs
Tell her you need a place to stay
You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with an aged razor blade

[dr. dre]
Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to
The whole neighbourhood knows you and they'll expose you
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she's older than george burns

[eminem]
Funk that! do that ____! hit that lick!
Can you afford to blow this pit? are you that rich?
Why you care if you scare her to death? are you that chick?
Do you really think she gives a ____ you have kids?

[dr. dre]
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it! (you're right!)
Not over this list

[eminem]
Stop!

[dr. dre]
Drop the biscuit (i will!)
Don't even listen to slim yo, he's bad for you

[eminem]
You know what dre? i don't like your attitude!

Sung:-
These voices, these voices!
I hear them! (hear them, hear them, hear them)!
I'll follow!
I'll follow!
I'll follow!
I'll follow all these voices!

<the sung part repeats as the announcer talks over it>

[anouncer]
Meet stan, twenty-one years old.
After meeting a young girl at a rave party,
Things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom.
Once again, his conscience comes into play.

<singing part stops>

[eminem]
Now listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek
And smearin' her lipstick, i slipped this in her drink
Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little chicken's earlobe!

[dr. dre]
Yo! this girl's only fifteen years old
How could you take advantage of her?
She's passed out!

[eminem]
It's easy, just cut these lights out!
That's how!
Then pick this chicken up
Get her off brad's couch
And leave her on the front porch
At her mum and dad's house!

[dr. dre]
Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie "kids"?)

[eminem]
No, but i seen the porno with sundoobiest (doobiest)!

[dr dre]
Do you wanna get hauled off to jail?

[eminem]
Funk that, drop her off, ring the door bell then bail.

Sung:-
These voices, these voices!
I hear them! (hear them, hear them, hear them)!
I'll follow!
I'll follow!
I'll follow!
I'll follow all these voices!

<the sung part repeats as the announcer talks over it>

[anouncer]
Meet grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker.
After coming home from a hard day's work,
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed with another man.

<singing part stops>

[dr. dre]
Alright calm down, relax, start breathin'

[eminem]
Start breathin'?!
Man, you just caught your wife cheatin'!
While you at work she's with some dude tryin' to get off?!
Forget gettin' divorced!
Cut this chicken's head off!!!

[dr. dre]
Wait! what if there's a good explanation for this?

[eminem]
What? she tripped? fell? landed on his ____?!

[dr. dre]
Alright shady, maybe he's right grady
But think about the baby before you get all crazy

[eminem]
Okay! thought about it, still wanna grab her?
Kick her out the house, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what i did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped dee barnes??!

[dr. dre]
What'chu say?

[eminem]
What's wrong? didn't think i'd remember?

[dr. dre]
I'ma kill you mother_____!

[eminem][interupting]
Uhhh-aahh! temper temper!
Mr. dre? mr. n.w.a.?
Mr. ak comin' straight outta compton y'all better make way?
How in the hell you gonna tell this man not to be violent?

[dr. dre]
Cause he don't need to go the same route that i went
Been there, done that.. aw ____ it...
What am i sayin? do 'em both grady, where's your gun at?

{gun fires, is cocked, and re-fired}

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 gonna have a problem here...
{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 worst than before
They first were dirvorced sold her old furniture (scream)
It's the return of the
"awww 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 loved eminem
Chicka chicka chicka slim shady i'm sick of him
Look at him walking around grabing his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who (yea but hes so cute though)
Yeah i probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than whats going on in your parents bedrooms
Sometimes i wanna get on tv and let loose,
But can't, but it's cool for tom green to hump a dead moose
"my bum is on your lips my bum is on your lips
And if im lucky u might just give it a little kiss"
And that's the messege we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a women's *vagina* is
Of course they're 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 *rip* other people open like canolopes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then theres no reason that a man and another man can't elope (ughh)
But if you feel like i feel i got the antadoite
Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus
And it gooooesss
(refrain)
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
Cause 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 *f---* him and *f---* you too
You think i give a damn 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
S--- christina aguilera better switch me chairs
So i can sit next to carson daily and fred durst
And hear them argue over who she gave *head* to first
Little *bitch* put me on blast on mtv
(yea hes cute but i think he's married to kim, hehe)
I should download a audio on mp3
And show the whole world how you gave eminem *head* (scream)
I'm sick of you little golden boy groups all you do is annoy me
So i been sent in here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me
Who just don't give a *f---* like me
Who dress like me
Walk, talk and act like me
It just might be the next best thing
But not quite me
(refrain)
{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 got to be false or sugar coat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
Wheather you like to admit it
I'm better than 90% of you rappers out there
Then you wanna outkin kids like these albums like
Its funny cuz the rate im going when i'm 30
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when i'm *hard* jerkin 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
Were in the parking lot circling
Screaming i don't give a *f---*
With his windows down and system up
So will the real shady, please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up
And to be proud to out of your mind and out of control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?


Ha ha
Guess there's a slim shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up