When I a little baby boy My momma used to tell me crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an man, She used to tell me he me But I got a little bit older 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 I can't rap about bein' broke no more They ain't say I can't rap coke no more Slut, you think I choke no whore Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?! These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm I'm sayin' the shit Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you up slut, you're causin' too much chaos Just bend and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's his own mother, abusing a whore, coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You god damn right bitch, and now too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies in two states I invented violence, you vile volatile bitches Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, left his all Danglin' from his neck, while his barely hangs 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 Bitch I'm a kill you! You got the balls to beef We ain't never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You kill me! I'm a be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the with shit I shouldn't a said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the with me Bitches too! You ain't nothin' but a to me I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to fuck with (why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! Like a weapon, I'm a conceal you In a with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop pictures of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't acid rap, I just rap on Got a new blow-up doll and just had a added Whoops! Is that a hint? No! Just criminal to sodomize women 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 You'll probably end up jumpin' out of up on the tenth
I'm a kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the yet to paint the forest A is orange after you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal it Norman? Serial killer hidin' murder In a box on top of your stereo we go again, we're out of our medicine Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, know why I say these Cause lady's screams keep in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these This eighty G's a to say the same things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh these Motherfuckers want me to come on radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause their stink? Fuck that! choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand of her From to the student body and counselor From in-school to before to out of school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm air in your lungs to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the machete O.J. I'm ready to make throat ache You faggots eggin' me on Til I have you at knife point, then you beg me to Shut up! Give me your and feet I said shut up when I'm to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin' You know, I you