When I a little baby boy My momma used to tell me crazy things She used to tell me my was an evil man, She used to me he hated me But then I got a 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 said I can't rap about broke no more ain't say I can't rap about coke no more Slut, you think I choke no whore Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?! motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm sayin' the Cause I'm thinkin' it to be sayin' it Put hands down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it you up slut, you're causin' 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 him the Rolling 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 venomous 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 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' never stop beefin' I don't squash the
You better kill me! I'm a be another rapper For poppin' off at the mouth with I shouldn't a said But they kill me I'm bringin' 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?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, will kill you
I'm a kill you! Like a murder 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 these pictures of the Devil to 'em It ain't acid rap, I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on Whoops! Is that a subliminal No! Just criminal intent to sodomize again Eminem offend? No! Eminem 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 out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you it three or four times In a tub but that's normal ain't it Serial killer hidin' material In a cereal box on top of stereo 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 keep creepin' in Shady's dreams 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 ratings stink? Fuck that! choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the body and counselor in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your Just to 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 keep eggin' me on Til I have you at knife point, you beg me to stop? Shut up! me your hands 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