When I a little baby boy My momma used to tell me crazy things She used to me my daddy was an evil man, She used to tell me he me But then I got a bit older And I realized, she was the one But was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it 'Cause that's the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein' no more They say I can't rap about coke no more Slut, you think I choke no whore Til the vocal cords don't in her throat no more?! These motherfuckers are I'm playin' I'm sayin' the shit Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it Put your hands bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a you to this bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, you're too much chaos Just bend over and it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Stone cover?" You god damn bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile Vicadin, vrinnn 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 kill you! You want to fuck with me leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to We ain't goin' 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 but a girl to me I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill 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! a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and you Buck with me, I through hell, shut the hell up! I'm to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em It acid rap, I just rap on acid Got a new doll and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is that a subliminal No! Just intent to sodomize women again Eminem No! Eminem 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 somethin' up on the
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or times In a tub but that's ain't it Norman? Serial hidin' murder material In a box on top of your stereo Here we go again, 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 creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a to say the same things threece! Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh these Motherfuckers want me to on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand of her From principal to the student and counselor From to before school to out of school I don't even in breathin' 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 ready to everyone's throat ache You faggots keep me on Til I you at knife point, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me hands and feet I shut up when I'm talkin' to you You me? Answer me!
Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies You know, I you