When I just a little boy My momma used to tell me these things She used to tell me my daddy was an man, She to tell me he hated me But then I got a bit older And I realized, she was the one But there was nothin' I do or say to try to change it that's just the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein' broke no They ain't say I can't rap about coke no Slut, you think I won't no whore Til the vocal cords don't work in her no more?! motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm sayin' the Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your hands down bitch, I goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, you're causin' too chaos bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now raping his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling cover?" You god right bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Chainsaw, left his brains all Danglin' from his neck, while his barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't want to fuck me Girls leave, you nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I don't the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another rapper For poppin' off at the mouth with I shouldn't a said But when they kill me I'm the world with me Bitches too! You ain't nothin' but a to me I said you don't, to fuck with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'm a you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and you with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop these of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't rap, I just rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and had a strap-on added Whoops! Is that a hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize again offend? No! Eminem insult And if you ever give in to him, you give him an To do it again, then, if he does it You'll probably end up jumpin' out of up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I done this ain't the chorus I ain't even you in the woods 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 things? Cause screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't to pay these shrinks This G's a week to say the same things threece! Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh these Motherfuckers me to come on their radio shows Just to argue 'em cause their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio to bouncer fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the body and counselor From in-school to school to out of school I don't even believe in I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to hear you screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the machete O.J. I'm to make everyone's throat ache You faggots keep me on Til I have you at knife point, you beg me to stop? up! Give me your hands and feet I said shut up I'm talkin' to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin' You know, I you