When I a little baby boy My momma used to tell me these 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 was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it that's just the way she was
They I can't rap about 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 vocal don't work in her throat no more?! These are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm the shit Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your hands bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a you to this bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, causin' too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, Ma? "Oh, now he's his own mother, abusing a whore, coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You god damn right bitch, and now it's too I'm triple platinum and tragedies in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous bitches Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, his brains all Danglin' from his neck, his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a kill you! You 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' never stop beefin' I don't squash the
You better kill me! I'm a be rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth shit I shouldn't a said But when kill me I'm bringin' 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, fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, will fuckin' 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, 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 just had a added Whoops! Is that a subliminal 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 end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't done ain't the chorus I even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four In a tub but normal ain't it Norman? Serial killer 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 these lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these This eighty G's a to say the same things threece! Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I the weed will outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio Just to argue 'em cause their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio to bouncer From fat to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From to the student body and counselor From in-school to before school to out of I don't even believe in I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the from O.J. I'm ready to everyone's throat ache You faggots eggin' 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 ladies You know, I you