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WisHMaKer2000 English Lyrics | Eminem |
****** [Eminem] Aww
look at daddy's baby girl That's
daddy baby Little
sleepy head Yesterday
I changed your diaper Wiped
you and powdered you. How
did you get so big? Can't
believe it now your two Baby
you're so precious Daddy's
so proud of you Sit
down bitch If
you move again I'll beat the shit out of you [Eminem](Eminem
as Kim) (Okay) Don't
make me wake this baby She
don't need to see what I'm about to do Quit
crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you? How
could you? Just
leave me and love him out the blue Oh,
what's a matter Kim? Am
I too loud for you? Too
bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time At
first, I'm like all right You
wanna throw me out? That's fine! But
not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind? This
couch, this TV, this whole house is mine! How
could you let him sleep in our bed? Look
at Kim Look
at your husband now! (No!) I
said look at him! He
ain't so hot now is he? Little
punk! (Why
are you doing this?) Shut
the fuck up! (You're
drunk! You're never going to get away at this!) You
think I give a fuck! Come
on we're going for a ride bitch (No!) Sit
up front (Well
I can't just leave Haley alone, what if she wakes up?) We'll
be right back Well
I will you'll be in the trunk 1
- So long, bitch you did me so wrong I
don't wanna go on Living
in this world without you Repeat
1 You
really fucked me Kim You
really did a number on me Never
knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me But
we was kids then Kim, I was only 18 That
was years ago I
thought we wiped the slate clean That's
fucked up! (I
love you!) Oh
God my brain is racing (I
love you!) What
are you doing? Change
the station I hate this song! Does
this look like a big joke? (No!) There's
a four year old boy lyin' dead with a slit throat In
your living room, ha-ha What
you think I'm kiddin' you? You
loved him didn't you? (No!) Bullshit
you bitch don't fucking lie to me What
the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me? Fuck
you asshole, yeah bite me Kim,
KIM! Why
don't you like me? You
think I'm ugly don't you (It's
not that!) No
you think I'm ugly (Baby) Get
the fuck away from me, don't touch me I
HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I
SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU OH
MY GOD I LOVE YOU How
the fuck could you do this to me? (Sorry!) How
the fuck could you do this to me? Repeat
1 (2x) Come
on get out (I
can't I'm scared) I
said get out bitch! (Let
go of my hair, please don't do this baby) (Please
I love you, look we can just take Haley and leave) Fuck
you, you did this to us You
did it, it's your fault Oh
my God I'm crackin' up Get
a grip Marshall Hey
remember the time we went to Brian's party? And
you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie That
was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) That
was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) See
it all makes sense, doesn't it? You
and your husband have a fight One
of you tries to grab a knife And
during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced (No!) And
while this is goin' on His
son just woke up and he just walks in She
panics and he gets his throat cut (Oh
my God!) So
now they both dead and you slash your own throat So
now it's double homicide and suicide with no note I
should have known better when you started to act weird We
could've...HEY! Where you going? Get back here! You
can't run from me Kim It's
just us, nobody else! You're
only making this harder on yourself Ha!
Ha! Got'cha! (Ahh!) Ha!
Go ahead yell! Here
I'll scream with you! AH
SOMEBODY HELP! Don't
you get it bitch, no one can hear you? Now
shut the fuck up and get what's comin to you You
were supposed to love me {*Kim
choking*} NOW
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED!
BITCH BLEED! BLEED! Repeat
1 (2x)
******
[Eminem] You
know I just don't get it Last
year I was nobody This
year I'm sellin records Now
everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh,
the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? Get
the fuck out of here Chorus
One: Eminem You
see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm
just a regular guy, I
don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody
ever gave a fuck before, all
they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now
everybody wanna run they mouth and
try to take shots at me (take shots at me) [Eminem] Yo,
you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin You
might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog with
it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar hollerin
at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin (grrrr,
ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin
up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin
for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue
and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double
barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed
off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin
all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em and
get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And
amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I
had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous and
walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin startin
shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") I'm
anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin with
instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These
fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's
this bitch retarded? Gimme back my
sixteen dollars All
I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever
happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever
happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate
ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New
Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy/girl
groups make me sick And
I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma
love it.. (hahaha) Vanilla
Ice don't like me (uh-uh) Said
some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup) Then
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe) A
bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me and
run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah) I
think I was put here to annoy the world and
destroy your little 4-year-old boy or girl Plus
I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer and
call themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer Faggot2Dope
and Silent Gay Claimin
Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks) And
I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out Ask
'em about the club they was at when they snuck out after
they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out (AHHH!)
Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Look
at y'all runnin your mouth again when
you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And
I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females in
make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim
Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus I
don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots! Chorus
Two: Eminem Cause
I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm
not a wrestler guy, I'll
knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me) Come
and see me on the streets alone if
you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me) And
if you wanna run your mouth then
come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me) [Eminem] Is
it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? You
little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy Now
because of this blonde mop that's on top and
this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The
underground just spunned around and did a 360 Now
these kids diss me and act like some big sissies "Oh,
he just did some shit with Missy, so
now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy" My
fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million She
must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin Shit,
where the fuck you think I picked up the habit? All
I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It
doesn't matter you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot! Talkin
about I fabricated my past He's
just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!) So
tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For
every million I make, another relative sues Family
fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper All
the sudden, I got 90 Slim cousins (Hey it's me!) A
half-brother and sister who never seen me or
even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now
everybody's so happy and proud I'm
finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house Hey-hey!
And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand to
buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp Skipped
to the last page, flipped right fast and
what do I see? A picture of my big
white ass Okay,
let me give you motherfuckers some help: uhh,
here - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL Now
your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Ahh
fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself Chorus
One (2X)
Stan
****** Chorus:
Dido My
tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I.. got
out of bed at all The
morning rain clouds up my window.. and
I can't see at all And
even if I could it'll all be gray, but
your picture on my wall It
reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's
not so bad.. 1st
Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background 2nd
Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise [Eminem
as 'Stan'] Dear
Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I
left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I
sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but
anyways; fuck it, what's been up?
Man how's your daughter? My
girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If
I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma
name her Bonnie I
read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I
had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I
know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I
even got the underground shit that you did with Scam I
got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I
like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways,
I hope you get this man, hit me back, just
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This
is Stan {Chorus:
Dido} [Eminem
as 'Stan'] Dear
Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I
ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If
you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you
didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's
my little brother man, he's only six years old We
waited in the blistering cold for you, four
hours and you just said, "No." That's
pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol He
wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I
ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember
when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you
would write back - see I'm just like you in a way I
never knew my father neither; he
used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I
can relate to what you're saying in your songs so
when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause
I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I
even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See
everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My
girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But
she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She
don't know what it was like for people like us growin up You
gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely
yours, Stan -- P.S. We
should be together too {Chorus:
Dido} [Eminem
as 'Stan'] Dear
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll
be the last package I ever send your ass It's
been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it? I
know you got my last two letters; I
wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So
this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm
in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey
Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You
know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about
that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but
didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's
kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now
it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and
all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I
hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall I
love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You
ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And
when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I
hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See
Slim; {*screaming*} Shut up bitch!
I'm tryin to talk! Hey
Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but
I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well,
gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh
shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? {*car
tires squeal*}
{*CRASH*} ..
{*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*} {Chorus:
Dido} [Eminem] Dear
Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You
said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look,
I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and
here's an autograph for your brother, I
wrote it on the Starter cap I'm
sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But
what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I
say that shit just clownin dogg, c'mon
- how fucked up is you? You
got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to
help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And
what's this shit about us meant to be together? That
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I
really think you and your girlfriend need each other or
maybe you just need to treat her better I
hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before
you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine if
you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why
are you so mad?
Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I
just don't want you to do some crazy shit I
seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and
had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and
in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come
to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn!
****** May
I have your attention please May
I have your attention please Will
the real Slim Shady please stand up I
repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up We're
gonna have a problem here Ya’ll
act like you never seen a white person before Jaws
all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door Started
whoopin her ass worst than before They
first were dirvorced throwing her over furniture (scream) It’s
the return of the (Aw
wait, no way, your kidding, he didn’t just say what I think he did, did he?) And
Dr Dre said... Nothing
you idiot Dr Dre’s dead hes locked in my basement (haha) Femenist
women loved Eminem Chicka
chicka chicka Slim Shady I'm sick of him Look
at him walking around grabbing his you know what Flipping
at you know who (yeah but he's so cute though) Yeah
I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But
no worse than what's going on in your parent's bedrooms Sometimes
I wanna get on TV and just let Loose But
I can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My
bum is on your lips my bum is on your lips And
if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss And
that’s the messege that we deliver to little kids And
expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of
course there gonna know what intercourse is By
the time they hit 4th grade They
got the discovery channel don’t they We
ain't nothing but mammals, well some of us cannabals Who
cut other people open like cantoloupes But
if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then
there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But
if you feel like I feel I got the antidote Women
wear your pantyhoes, sing the chorus and it goes --Chorus-- Im
Slim Shady Yes
I'm the real Shady All
you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So
won't the real slim shady Please
stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up Cuz
I'm Slim Shady Yes
I'm the real Shady All
you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So
won't the real Slim Shady Please
stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up Will
Smith don’t gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well
I do, so fuck him and fuck you too You
think I give a damm about a grammy Half
of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me (But
Slim what if you win, wouldn’t it be weird) Why,
so you guys can just lie to get me here So
you can sit me here next to Britney Spears Shit,
Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So
I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And
hear them argue over who she gave head to first Little
bitch put me on blast on MTV (Yeah,
he's cute but I think hes married to Kim, hehe) I
should download an audio on MP3 And
show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (scream) I'm
sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me So
I been sent here to destroy you And
there,s a million of us just like me Who
cuss like me Who
just don’t give a fuck like me Who
dress like me Walk
talk and act like me It
just might be The
next best thing But
not quite me --Chrous-- I'm
like a headtrip to listen to Cuz
I'm only giving you Things
you joke about with your friends inside your living room The
only diffreance is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all And
I don’t got to be false or sugar coat it at all I
just get on the mic and spit it Whether
you like to admit it I
just shit it Better
than 90% of you rappers out there Then
you wonder how can these kids kids eat these albums, like valiums It's
funny cuz at the rate I'm going when I'm 30 I'll
be the only person in the nursing home flirting Pinching
nurses asses when jacking off with Jergins And
I'm jerking but this whole bag of viagra isn't working And
every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin' He
could be working at Burger King spittin' on your onion rings Or
in the parking lot circling, screaming I don’t give a fuck With
his windows down and his system up So
will the real Shady please stand up And
put one of those fingers on each hand up And
to be proud to out of your mind and out of control And
one more time, loud as you can, how does it go --Chrous--
(2X) (laugh) I
guess theres a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck
it Lets all stand up
****** Dre
just let it run A
yo turn the beat up a little bit A
yo This
song is for anyone Fuck
it shut up and listen A
yo, I
sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag Of
this weed it gives me the shit needed to be The
most meanest Mcee on this -- on this Earth And
since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And
just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And
it sells and it helps in itself to relieve All
this tension dispensin me sentences gettin it Stress
that's been eaten me recently offa this chest And
I rest again peacefully -- But
at least have the decency in you to leave me alone When
you freaks see me out in the streets when
I'm eatin or feedin my daughter To
not come and speak to me -- I
don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-ing thing I'm
not Mr. N'Sync I'm not what your friends think I'm
not Mr. friendly I can be a prick If
you tip me my tank is on empty No
patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet In
the air I don't care who is there and who saw me jus jaw you Go
call you a lawyer go file you a lawsuit I'll
smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm
tired of all you -- I
don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [HOOK] And
I am whatever you say I am If
I wasn't then why would I say I am In
the paper, the news everyday I am Radio
won't even play my jam Cuz
I am whatever you say I am If
I wasn't then why would I say I am In
the paper, the news everyday I am I
don't know it's just the way I am Sometimes
I just feel like my father I
hate to be bothered With
alla this nonsense it's constant Oh
it's his lyrical content the song "Guilty Concience" has
gotten such rotten responses And
all-a this controversy circles me And
it seems like the media immedietly Points
a finger at me -- So
I point one back at em but not the index or pinky Or
the ring or the thumb it's the one you put up When
you don't give a fuck when you won't just put up With
the bullshit they pull cuz they fulla shit too When
a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school And
they blame it on Marilyn -- And
the heroin where were the parents at And
look where it's at Middle
America now it's a tragedy now it's so sad to see An
upperclass city havin this happenin -- Then
attack Eminem cuz I rap this way But
I'm glad cuz they feed me the fuel that I need For
the fire to burn in it's burnin and I have returned [HOOK] I'm
so sick and tired of being admired That
I wish I would just die or get fired And
drop from my label and stop with the fables I'm
not gonna be able to top what my name is And
pigeon-holed into some pop-y sensation To
cop me rotation at rock-an-roll stations And
I just do not got the patience -- To
deal with these cocky Caucasians Who
think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black Cuz
I talk wit an accent and grab on my balls So
they always keep askin the same fucking questions What
school did I go to what hood I grew up in And
why the who what when the where and the how till
I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out Cuz
they drivin me crazy -- I
can't take it I'm racin I'm pacin I
stand and I sit I'm
thankful for every fan that I get But
I can't take a shit in the bathroom Without
someone standin by it No
i won't sign your autograph You
can call me an asshole I'm glad Cuz
I am whatever you say I am If
I wasn't then why would I say I am In
the paper, the news everyday I am Radio
won't even play my jam Cuz
I am whatever you say I am If
I wasn't then why would I say I am In
the paper, the news everyday I am I
don't know it's just the way I am Under The Influence
******
[Eminem] *talkin'
gibberish* Translation So
you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit Cuz
I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick Two
pills I pop 'til my pupils swell up like 2 pennies I'm
Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties A
young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass So
the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm
like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning Frightened
with 5 little white Vicadin pills bitin' him I'm
like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost Stingin'
the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls I
light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab
a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle So
when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin' [Swifty]
It's just too late [Eminem]
Cuz once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains [Swifty
McBay] I'm
an instigator, 380 slug penetrator Degrading,
creating murders to kill haters Accused
for every crime known thru the equator They
knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators My
weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge I'm
a black grenade that'll blow up in your face Wit
a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi, I do shit on purpose You
never hear me say "forgive me" I'm
snatchin' every penny It
gotta be that way nigga, face it That
weed I sold to you brigade laced it You
high and I make the president get a face lift Niggas
just afraid, handin' me they bracelets Chillin'
in the lab, wasted I'm
the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your
life is ruined, you get socked right on site And
even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight 1
- [Eminem] Son,
you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit Cuz
I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick Cuz
I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit Cuz
I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick [Bizarre] I'm
a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire Slash
your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers Plates
expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin'
my dick off in the bed of barb wire (Hey,
is Bizarre performing?) Bitch,
can't you read the flyer? Special
invited guest would be Richard Pryor (Aren't
you a male dancer?) Nah
bitch, I'm retired Fuckin'
your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm
ripped, I'm on an acid trip My
DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip Lettin'
the record skip Lettin'
the record skip (Damn!) *DJ
scratches* I'm
fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' It's
gonna cost 300 dollars to get my Pit Bull an abortion Some
bitch asked for my autograph I
called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I
drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All
bitches is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom [Kuniva] Ay-yo
flashback, 2 seats, 2deep up in that ass crack Weed
laced with somethin', nigga pass that In
Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At
a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats Be
your momma publishin', get your ass capped The
Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Raid
your motherfuckin' pockets, ASAP I
don't need a platinum chain bitch, I snatch Shaq's Born
loser, half theif and half black Bring
your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch
smacker, rich rappers get their Jag jacked And
found chopped up in a trash bag [Dirty
Harry] Stranglin'
rappers to the point they can't yell Cuz
they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless,
come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome,
and causin' more violence than 9 hoodlums I
grapple your adam's apple until it crackle Run
right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get
executed, cuz I'm a looney I
got a yuck mouth and it's polluted I
cock it back then shoot it I
love snatchin' up playas, thugs and young ballas Shoot
up the household, even the young toddlers Brigades
barricade to bring the noise While
the bullets break your bones up like Christmas Toys If
I go solo, I'm doin' a song with Polo A
big Chinese nigga, screamin' ? yo yo I
leave ya face leakin' Run
up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin' Take
a swing at the deacon [The
Kon Artis] I
used to tell cats I sold weed and weight I
was straight until I got caught sellin' em shaped I'm
ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I
got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent With
the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order I've
been a con artist since I was swimmin' in water In
cahoots with this nigga named Fall Out Von Who
got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb (special delivery) I
signed to a local label for fun Say
I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run Ride
by you in the rain while you carry your son Call
your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born
straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got
a reputation for havin' niggas run up they funds Used
to be the type of nigga that was full of someone's 'Til
I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough Repeat
1 [Eminem
- Outro] Suck
my motherfuckin' dick D-12 Dirty
motherfuckin' Dozen Nasty
like a stank slut bitch with 30 fuckin' husbands Bizarre
kid Swifty
McBay The
Kon Artis The
Kuniva Dirty
Harry Haha,
and Slim Shady |
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