When I a little baby boy My momma used to tell me these things She used to me my daddy was an evil man, She used to me he hated me But then I got a little bit And I realized, she was the one But there was I could do or say to try to change it that's just the way she was
They said I can't rap about broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about coke no Slut, you think I won't choke no Til the vocal cords don't work in her no more?! These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm I'm sayin' the shit Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your hands down bitch, I goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, you're causin' too chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, Ma? "Oh, now he's his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling cover?" You god damn right bitch, and now it's too I'm triple platinum and tragedies in two states I invented violence, you vile volatile bitches Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, his brains all Danglin' from his neck, while his head barely on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a you! You don't want to fuck with me Girls leave, you nothin' but a slut to me I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I don't the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another dead For poppin' off at the mouth with I shouldn't a said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world me Bitches too! You ain't nothin' but a to me I said you don't, want to fuck with (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! Like a weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to 'em It ain't rap, I just rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and had a strap-on added Whoops! Is a subliminal hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize again Eminem offend? No! insult And if you ever give in to him, you him an impulse To do it again, then, if he it again probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I done this ain't the chorus I ain't even you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or times In a tub but normal ain't it Norman? killer hidin' murder material In a cereal box on top of stereo Here we go again, out of our medicine Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, why I say these things? lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay shrinks eighty G's a week to say the same things threece! Twice? Whatever, I hate things Fuck shots! I hope the weed outweigh these drinks want me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause ratings stink? Fuck that! choke radio announcer to bouncer fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the student and counselor From to before school to out of school I don't even believe in I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the from O.J. I'm to make everyone's throat ache You faggots keep me on Til I have you at point, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me your hands and I said up when I'm talkin' to you You me? Answer me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin' You know, I you