When I just a little boy My momma used to tell me these things She used to tell me my was an evil man, She used to tell me he me But I got a little 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 bein' broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about no more Slut, you think I won't no whore Til the cords don't work in her throat no more?! motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm sayin' the Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it Put your hands down bitch, I ain't goin' you I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it you Shut up slut, you're causin' too chaos Just bend and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's 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 happen in two I invented violence, you venomous volatile bitches Vain Vicadin, 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 Girls leave, you ain't but a slut to me Bitch I'm a kill you! You ain't got the to beef We ain't goin' stop 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 Bitches too! You nothin' but a girl to me I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (cause why?) 'Cause Shady, will kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, to fuck with Shady (why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the up! I'm tryin' to develop these of the Devil to sell 'em It acid rap, I just rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on 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 yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it or four times In a tub but normal ain't it Norman? Serial hidin' murder material In a cereal box on top of your 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 things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will these drinks want me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio announcer to From fat to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the student body and in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm air in your lungs Just to you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm to go play I go the from O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's ache You keep eggin' me on Til I have you at knife point, then you beg me to 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 ladies You know, I you