When I a little baby boy My momma to tell me these crazy things She to tell me my daddy was an evil man, She used to tell me he me But then I got a little bit 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 say I can't rap about coke no more Slut, you I won't choke no whore Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?! These motherfuckers are I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm the shit I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it Put your down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it you Shut up slut, you're too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, Ma? "Oh, now he's his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Stone cover?" You god right bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile volatile bitches Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Chainsaw, left 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 don't to fuck with me leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'm a kill you! You got the balls to beef We ain't goin' never beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a But when they kill me I'm the world with me too! You ain't nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't, want to with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you
I'm a kill 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 pictures of the 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! criminal intent 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 does it You'll probably end up out of somethin' up on the tenth
I'm a kill you, I ain't 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 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 creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I have to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things shots! I hope the weed will outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio announcer to fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the student and counselor From in-school to before to out of school I don't even believe in I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to hear you keep for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the machete O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's ache You keep eggin' me on Til I have you at point, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! me your hands and feet I said up when I'm talkin' to you You me? Answer me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just ladies You know, I you