When I a little baby boy My momma used to tell me these crazy She to tell me my daddy was an evil man, She used to tell me he me But then I got a 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 about bein' no more They say I can't rap about coke no more Slut, you think I choke no whore Til the vocal cords don't 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 hands down 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 it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now raping his own mother, abusing a whore, coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You god damn bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two I invented violence, you venomous volatile bitches Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, his brains all from his neck, while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't want to with me Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a to me I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another dead For poppin' off at the mouth shit I shouldn't a said But when they kill me I'm the world with me Bitches too! You ain't but a girl to me I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (cause why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?) 'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a you! Like a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the up! I'm tryin' to these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't acid rap, I just rap on Got a new doll and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is that a hint? No! Just criminal intent to women again Eminem offend? No! insult And if you ever in to him, you give him an impulse To do it again, then, if he it again You'll probably end up jumpin' out of up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't done this ain't the I ain't even drug you in the yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal it Norman? Serial killer murder 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, know why I say 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 hate things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio Just to argue 'em cause their ratings stink? Fuck that! choke radio announcer to bouncer fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the body and counselor From in-school to school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in 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 to make everyone's throat 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 shut up when I'm talkin' to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies You know, I you