When I just a little boy My momma used to tell me crazy 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 could do or say to try to it 'Cause that's the way she was
They said I can't rap about broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about coke no Slut, you think I choke no whore Til the vocal cords work in her throat no more?! These motherfuckers are I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm the shit Cause I'm it just to be sayin' it Put your down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a you to this bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, you're causin' too much bend over and take it like a slut, okay 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 too late I'm triple and tragedies happen in two states I violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, left his all Danglin' from his neck, his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't to fuck with me Girls leave, you nothin' but a slut to me I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I squash the beef
You better kill me! I'm a be another dead For off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a said But when they me I'm bringin' the world with me too! You ain't nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't, want to fuck with (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! Like a weapon, I'm a conceal you In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin' to develop these of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't acid rap, I rap on acid Got a new blow-up and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is that a hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize women Eminem No! Eminem insult And if you give in to him, you give him an impulse To do it again, then, if he does it You'll probably end up jumpin' out of 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 or four times In a tub but normal ain't it Norman? Serial hidin' murder material In a box on top of your stereo we go again, we're out of our medicine Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in dreams And the way things seem, I have to pay these shrinks eighty G's a week to say the same things threece! Twice? Whatever, I these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed will these drinks Motherfuckers want me to on their radio shows Just to with 'em cause their ratings stink? Fuck that! choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off pounds of her From principal to the student and counselor From in-school to before to out of school I even believe in breathin' 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 from O.J. I'm to make everyone's throat ache You faggots eggin' me on Til I you at knife point, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! me your hands and feet I said up when I'm talkin' to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin' You know, I you