Yo. yo! (* Eminem hachs up *) Mic check. (My dick!) Testing. one, two (* hach-spits on mic *) Ffff-fuck. (My dick!) My nuts.
My attitude is worse NWA's was battle you over stupid shit and diss people who ain't have shit to do with it, like Cool J (My tattoo!) You see me outside of your buildin; screamin, "Puffy is good, (HEY!) but Shady is for the children!" (WAIT!) I look at my life in a new light -- it Give me two mics; I songs for me -- fuck what you like You're probably hear me rap half-hearted; cause I don't like rap I'm just tryin to get my career started Every place and event. There, Done That+ Shit, Dre stuck me in a when he went (* zipper *) "Come on, let's go!" Want a Study these 5 chapters Lesson One: Throw as hard as you can at signed rappers Lesson Two: Face em and em (whattup dog?) Don't give em a demo; kidnap em (I you to come with me) and em come to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin check out) Lesson Get a job at a label; switch demos with Canibus and put yours on the table (here listen!) Lesson Four: you heard this before' "Hey let me get your number; call you tomorrow, for sure!" Don't act a fan -- you wanna get signed? Get the whitest A&R you can him aside and rap as wack as you can Lesson Get a hook-up at Jive Dress up like I.C.P. and them come see you perform live And the key, but when you see me on the street; I ain't givin you shit bitch - don't even bother askin me (get from me) Toilet splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin cause I'm always shittin when I'm like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!) Got a blowjob from Paula Jones, and stuffed it so far in her my balls broke both of her (OWW!) Told Mya this shit was all me-ah ("It's all about me.") Gave Alyssa Milano syphillis, and gonorrhea ("You're a dick!") And all three of my main girls SEE-YA Cause Brandy and walked in and caught me fuckin Aaliyah (What? Oh my God!) I splash while I'm takin a bath Grab a handful of pills, em in half, take em and laugh White trash -- fuckin wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!") While you're out siphoning gas for your lawnmower to cut the
So if I hurt self-esteem and you get dissed too bad [Yo why you me?] You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad And I rap about a buncha shit you wished you had [A big dick!] You know I just be that to Get You Mad "I can't listen to that song, shit's too sad!" You know I just be that to Get You Mad "He'll never make it, his is slit too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!] You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad
What a wonderful day; I should go and play no need to sit inside the house and hibernate Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was about to toss a live grenade in driveway (WHAT?) and drive away (* car peels out *) Are you afraid of a blade made of a with AIDS Blood drippin from it, rippin your stomach like a mache You talk a lotta shit, but you was ill though I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a pillow Tipped over some cows, just for a and a laugh (MOOOOO!) up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half Wagin wars, went on and sprayed Cage with +Agent Orange+ And wiped my ass his page in Source (Here!) The is here, steamin this year I rip [*Mystikal's*] voicebox out, in his ear (AHHHHHH!) It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image I it Give a fuck? I know what a fuck is to give it "Yeah I don't think guy is well." I'm high as hell I'll beat you with a live cat I'm swinging him by his tail
[* impersonating Man *] I'll fuckin, fuckin Lay your nuts on the Just your by itself And bang them shits a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head back And leave you like
You just triggered the prick who mixed liquor Who's itchin to leave you disfigured and stiffer Chris-topher Reeves, I was teething strep throat while your was breastfeeding And gave her the disease I'm iller takin a hammer and beatin your knees and walkin South Central L.A., bleedin in jeans (Am I a Blood or a Crip?) Wakin up the next day in machines Flashin back to shot and repeatin the scenes on how you just got smoked, and if you do You'll be too scared to tell it, like a Biggie and joke
So if I your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad You know I just be that to Get You Mad And I rap about a fat bitch that you wished you had You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad "I can't listen to song, that shit's too sad" You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad "He'll make it, his wrist is slit too bad" You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
I know that makes you real mad, it? (uh-huh) That's right, Slim Shady (yup) Sway & Sprayin (bitch) And we don't a heck (uh-uh) or a damn. or a fuck. or a So my motherfuckin dick