When I just a baby boy My momma to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my was an evil 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 could do or say to try to it 'Cause that's the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein' no more They ain't say I rap about coke no more Slut, you I won't choke no whore Til the vocal cords work in her throat no more?! These motherfuckers are 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 he's raping his own mother, a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Stone cover?" You god damn bitch, and now it's too late I'm platinum and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you venomous volatile bitches Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, left his all Danglin' from his neck, while his head barely 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 goin' stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You kill me! I'm a be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I a said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world me Bitches too! You nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't, want to with Shady (cause why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, will kill you
Bitch I'm a you! Like a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been 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 and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is a subliminal hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize again offend? No! Eminem insult And if you give in to him, you give him an impulse To do it again, then, if he does it You'll probably end up out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't this ain't the chorus I even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is after you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal it Norman? killer hidin' murder material In a cereal box on top of your Here we go again, we're out of our Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's And the way seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks eighty G's a week to say the same things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things Fuck shots! I the weed will outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause their stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio announcer to From fat to off seventy-thousand pounds of her principal to the student body and counselor From in-school to school to out of school I even believe in breathin' 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 from O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's throat You faggots keep me on Til I have you at knife point, then you beg me to Shut up! Give me your and feet I said up when I'm talkin' to you You me? Answer me!
Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies You know, I you