Marshall! Will you us a bedtime story?
we go...
Now upon a time not long ago was a little rapper about to blow But his album came and it was not I think it lead or double copper wood So the silly little fans they mislead By a internet computer hip-hop head "Me and you, 'Clef, we're gonna make cash Grab the silver and let's paint my ass" Hey mister, ya care to bare witness to The ass-whippin' I'm to administer To this ass-kissin' little vaginal Stanabis, little Mathers' sister And in this corner, we the mister Not havin' it, it's the mad Dr. Evil with his bag of for little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J fan from I'm 'bout to murder little fag Keniff-sta You bastard I ain't wanna to diss ya Canibis, where the fuck you at? I ya!
Can-i-bitch, oh Where for art Can-i-bitch? tell me what happened with That style that you were with Can-i-bitch, oh Are you from Los New or just a janitor From Canada? Oh
Now at first I ain't understand the shit Picture me for a second and it Chillin' in the Bat-Mansion and When all a sudden some bullshit comes across the Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Lives" shit It creeped me out at first. Man this is For me, being a sick, this conflict Gets my harder than arithmetic And I how you jealous ones envy I shoulda knew better from the few letters you sent me The first two letters you tellin' me shit Like you me, like any other regular MC The third letter you ask how come I return None of the messages at Shady you left me The fourth letter: "Slim, you startin' to upset me!" The fifth letter me you were comin' to get me The sixth letter there's a bomb in our building This crazy motherfucker's really tryin' to me! So I went back and read the few letters that said Some shit a message you left Oh shit, not an "E" that's an "A" This dude wants to me a "massage," he's gay!! Right away I'm on the with Dr. Dre We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way)
So in two seconds flat Dre's at my The funny is we both know where this kid lives And neither one of us have Canadian Shit. Oh Dre, a mintue that's it All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo We can fly the border "Let's go" [WOOSH!] So we're off to and we're gainin' speed [BOOSH!] (What was Oh) Jermaine Dupri Fuck It, goin' no time to waste Wait, hit him one more time in case Okay .. fuck now draggin' under the car Oh well, only 30 more thousand Meanwhile me and Dre are tryin' to Just tryin' to find a reason for the hate And tryin' to figure out what to 'Germaine Propaine' "He couldn't have fell off hard" Ain't no way "What happened to the way you was rappin' you was scandalous That Canibus into a television evangelist" Plus he with his regular voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!] [BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Boys So we pull up to the bridge he last was spotted His corpse was still movin' but his ass was He smelled a little like Courtney Love I figure if I stick him with a fork he's So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin', He won't die, guy's like a battered wife like Kim, he keeps comin' back for more But he fight back I cracked his jaw Hold up, 'Bis foldin' 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 moon and stars metaphors from Mars! Raw to the floor, raw Reservoir Dogs Bite another line from song! Suddenly the stub from a dead arm From a reaches out from under the car It's JD, this motherfucker die neither Dre starts sprayin' him with cans of We the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again (Compton!) Detroit bitch! some shit again! him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!) Dre alright he's dead dog, quit him! I Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn) He yo he's gone he did it again