When I just a little baby boy
My momma used to tell me these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man
She used to tell me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older
And I realized she was the crazy one
But there was nothin
They said I can
They ain
Slut, you think I won
These motherfuckers are thinkin
Thinkin
Put your hands down bitch, I ain
I
Shut up slut, you
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma!?
Oh, now he
Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?
You goddamn right, bitch, and now it
I
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
Vain Vicodin, vrinn vrinn, vrinn
Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
Danglin
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
Bitch I
You don
Girls neither, you ain
Bitch I
You ain
We ain
You better kill me
I
For poppin
But when they kill me
I
Bitches too, you ain
I said you don
Wanna fuck with Shady
(
(Ah-haha)
I said you don
Wanna fuck with Shady
(Why?)
Bitch I
In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Fuck with me, I
I
I ain
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
Whoops! Is that a subliminal hint? No
Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend?
No! Eminem
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse
To do it again
Then, if he does it again
You
Bitch I
I ain
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a tub
But that
Serial killer hidin
Here we go again, we
Out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in
Or I
You don
Girls neither, you ain
Bitch I
You ain
We ain
You better kill me
I
For poppin
But when they kill me
I
Bitches too, you ain
I said you don
Wanna fuck with Shady
(
(Ah-haha)
I said you don
Wanna fuck with Shady
(Why?)
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
And the way things seem, I shouldn
This eighty G
Twice? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots, I hope the weed
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
Just to argue with
Fuck that
I
From that fat bitch to all seventy-thousand pounds of her
From principal to the student body and counselor
From in-school to before school to out of school
I don
Just to hear you keep screamin
Okay, I
I got the machete from O.J.
I
You faggots keep eggin
Shut up, give me your hands and feet
I said, shut up when I
You hear me? Answer me
Or I
You don
Girls neither, you ain
Bitch I
You don
We ain
You better kill me
I
For poppin
But when they kill me
I
Bitches too, you ain
Bitch, I
You don
Wanna fuck with Shady
(
(Ah-haha)
I said you don
Wanna fuck with Shady
(Why not?)
Hahaha, I
You know I love you