Yo. yo! (* Eminem hachs up *) Mic check. (My dick!) Testing. one, two (* hach-spits on mic *) Ffff-fuck. (My dick!) My nuts.
My attitude is worse than was I'll battle you stupid shit and diss people who ain't have shit to do it, like Cool J does (My tattoo!) You see me outside of your buildin; screamin, "Puffy is good, (HEY!) but Shady is for the children!" (WAIT!) I look at my in a new light -- fuck it Give me two mics; I write songs for me -- what you like You're probably hear me rap half-hearted; cause I don't rap anyway I'm just to get my porno career started Every place and event. +Been There, That+ Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase he went (* zipper *) "Come on, let's go!" Want a deal? these 5 chapters Lesson One: Throw demos as hard as you can at signed Lesson Two: em and diss em (whattup dog?) Don't give em a demo; kidnap em (I want you to come me) and make em come to your basement and (you're gonna fuckin this out) Lesson Get a job at a label; switch demos with Canibus and put yours on the owner's (here listen!) Lesson Four: 'Know you heard before' "Hey let me get your number; call you tomorrow, for sure!" act like a fan -- you wanna get signed? Get the A&R you can find him aside and rap as wack as you can Lesson Five: Get a at Jive Dress up I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live And the key, but when you see me on the street; I ain't givin you shit bitch - don't bother askin me (get away from me) water splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin cause I'm always shittin when I'm like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!) Got a blowjob from Paula Jones, and it so far in her mouth my balls broke of her collarbones (OWW!) Told Mya this shit was all me-ah ("It's all about me.") Gave Alyssa syphillis, mono and gonorrhea ("You're a dick!") And all three of my girls said SEE-YA Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin Aaliyah (What? Oh my God!) I splish splash while I'm a bath a handful of pills, break em in half, take em and laugh White trash -- your wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!") you're out siphoning gas for your lawnmower to cut the grass
So if I your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad [Yo why you diss You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad And when I rap about a buncha you wished you had [A big dick!] You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad "I can't listen to song, that shit's too sad!" You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad "He'll never make it, his wrist is too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!] You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad
a wonderful day; I should go outside and play Ain't no need to sit inside the and hibernate Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was just about to toss a live in your driveway (WHAT?) and drive away (* car out *) Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor AIDS Blood drippin from it, rippin your stomach like a paper You talk a shit, but you was never ill though I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather over some cows, just for a joke and a laugh (MOOOOO!) Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and it in half wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with +Agent Orange+ And wiped my ass with his in Source (Here!) The demon is here, steamin this I rip [*Mystikal's*] out, scream in his ear (AHHHHHH!) It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image I it Give a fuck? I don't know a fuck is to give it "Yeah I think this guy is well." I'm high as hell beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail
[* Method Man *] fuckin, I'll fuckin Lay your on the dresser your nutsack by itself And bang them with a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head back And leave you like
You just triggered the prick who mixed liquor Who's itchin to leave you disfigured and stiffer Chris-topher Reeves, I was teething with throat while your was breastfeeding And gave her the flesh-eating I'm iller than a hammer and beatin your knees and walkin through South Central L.A., bleedin in (Am I a Blood or a Crip?) up the next day in breathin machines Flashin to being shot and repeatin the scenes on how you just got smoked, and if you do You'll be too scared to tell it, like a and 'Pac joke
So if I your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad And I rap about a fat bitch that you wished you had You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad "I can't to that song, that shit's too sad" You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad "He'll never it, his wrist is slit too bad" You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
I know that makes you mad, don't it? (uh-huh) That's right, Shady (yup) Sway & Tech Sprayin (bitch) And we don't give a (uh-uh) or a damn. or a fuck. or a So suck my dick