Marshall! Will you tell us a story?
we go...
Now upon a time not long ago There was a little about to blow But his album came and it was not I think it went lead or copper wood So the silly little they were mislead By a nerdy internet hip-hop head "Me and you, 'Clef, we're gonna make some the silver paint and let's paint my ass" Hey mister, would ya care to bare to The ass-whippin' I'm to administer To this ass-kissin' little blister Stanabis, little Marshall Mathers' And in this corner, we have the Not havin' it, it's the mad Dr. Evil with his bag of for little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J fan Windsor I'm 'bout to little Kenny fag Keniff-sta You bastard I ain't wanna to diss ya Canibis, where the fuck you at? I ya!
Can-i-bitch, oh for art thou Can-i-bitch? Please tell me what happened That that you were rappin' with Can-i-bitch, oh Are you Los Angeles New York or a janitor Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
Now at I ain't really understand the shit Picture me for a and imagine it Chillin' in the Bat-Mansion and When all a sudden some bullshit across the scanners It's on some "Stan Lives" shit It me out at first. Man this is sick For me, being just a sick, this my dick harder than arithmetic And I how you jealous ones envy I shoulda knew from the first few letters you sent me The first two you were tellin' me shit Like you me, like any other regular MC The letter you ask how come I ain't return None of the messages at Records you left me The fourth letter: "Slim, you really to upset me!" The fifth letter told me you comin' to get me The sixth letter there's a threat in our building This crazy motherfucker's really tryin' to me! So I went and read the first few letters that said shit about a message you left Oh shit, that's not an "E" an "A" This dude wants to leave me a "massage," gay!! Right away I'm on the phone Dr. Dre We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way)
So in two seconds flat Dre's at my The funny thing is we both know this kid lives And neither one of us Canadian citizenship Shit. Oh Dre, wait a that's it All we do is use a bit of turbo boost We can fly over the "Let's go" [WOOSH!] So we're off to and we're gainin' speed [BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine It, keep goin' no time to waste Wait, backup hit him one time in case Okay .. fuck now draggin' under the car Oh well, 30 more thousand miles me and Dre are tryin' to conversate Just tryin' to a reason for the constant hate And tryin' to figure out what happened to 'Germaine "He have fell off that hard" Ain't no way "What happened to the way you was rappin' you was scandalous That Canibus into a television evangelist" Plus he raps with his voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!] [BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Boys So we pull up to the where he last was spotted His corpse was still movin' but his ass was He kinda smelled a little like Courtney I figure if I him with a fork he's done So I him twice, kept jabbin', Christ He won't die, this guy's like a battered He's like Kim, he keeps comin' back for But he won't back I cracked his jaw Hold up, 'Bis quit up! me in the chest! Make my shoulders touch! Do somethin'! At one punchline C'mon till the meter reads ty-nine percent of my are blonde c'mon answer me man respond! Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and Intergalatical from Mars! Raw to the floor, raw like Dogs Bite another from Redman's song! Suddenly the from a dead man's arm From a midget reaches out under the car It's JD, this motherfucker won't die Dre starts sprayin' him cans of ether We stomped the and then stopmed the bitch again (Compton!) Detroit bitch! Talk shit again! him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!) Dre alright he's dead dog, quit him! I think Stanabis off the bridge again (Damn) He disappeared yo he's he did it again