Slim mother fuckin' Shady... alright!
Missy Elliot, Timbo, c'mon, yo !
[Verse 1: Eminem]
I'm homicidal, and suicidal, with no friends
Holding a gun with no handles, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin' techs at you
Until you see your fuckin legs with the bullets holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you
Fuckin' mad dog, foamin' out the mouth
Fuck mouth, my whole house is foamin' out the couch
Jumped outta a 93rd floor of a buildin'
And shot every window out on the way to the ground (keep filmin')
Woke up to a hospital staff
Got up and laughed
Chopped em in half
And sufficated your oxygen mask
Shit if I get any higher ima get the east and west beefin' again
Fly back to Detroit and stand in the cross-fire
(oh fuck...oh shit
I got the hotel room ready
What time are you gettin off.....work
Or shall I say) aight, yo, yo, yo one more time, yo
(what time are you comin' over)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Yo, yo, im only smilin' when im violent
Got on the plane wylin
Told the pilot to fly me to Tylenol Island
Stewardess like "you restless?"
"no bitch, im restful so hold this fuckin jet still so I can eat these pretzels"
The other kids are disrespectful
They hold me down and play connect-the-dots with my freckles
I can't take it
I'm tryin to gain weight
So I eat steak
And swallow the whole plate
And weigh myself, naked
Put out albums
To teach kids family values
Cuz every mom and dad should allow you to pop valiums
And never hit someone unless you got a reason
And if there ain't a reason
Make one up - start swingin'
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