[Dr. Dre]
So I'm out the game huh?
[Eminem]
Huh?
Yo Dre, WE RIDIN?
[Dr. Dre]
Whatever!
[Eminem]
Haha! Well I'm witcha homies
[Dr. Dre]
Okay; let's handle the small shit
[Eminem]
I was born to brew up storms and stir up shit
Kick up dust, CUSS 'til I slur up spit
Grew up - too quick went through too much do too much shit
Corrupt, and I'm a pour it on like syrup bitch!
Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr. Buttersworth
Dre told me to milk the shit for what it's worth
'til the cow just tilts and tips and stumbles to earth
{*poof*} And if I fumble the verse, keep goin
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it
No punches pulled no punches that's weak shit
Fake shit, if I ever take shit I'll EAT shit
Wasn't for him, wouldn't be shit
[Dr. Dre]
Creep wit me, as we take a lil' trip down memory lane
Been here longer than anyone in the game
And I ain't got to lie about my age
(But what about Jermaine?) Fuck Jermaine!
He don't belong speakin mine or Timbaland's name
And don't think, I don't read
your lil' interviews, and see what you're sayin
I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked
When I see you I'ma step on you and not even know it
You midget, Mini-Me with a bunch of little Mini-Yous
runnin around your backyard swimmin pools
Over 80 million records sold
And I ain't have to do it with ten or eleven-year-olds
[Chorus] 2x
Cause what you say is what you say, say what you say
how you say it whenever you sayin it, just remember
how you said it when you were sprayin it
So who you playin with huh.. huh.. huh.. huh?
[Eminem]
Second verse, it gets worse, it gets no better than this
Amateurs drink veteran piss
from a Dixie Cup, if you ever mix me up
or CONFUSE ME with a Canibus or Dre with a DUPRI!
We'll rub it in, every club you're in will have you
blackballed and make sure you never rap a-fuckin-gain
Dre ain't havin it; long as I'm here to play Devil's Advocate
[Dr. Dre]
If there was some magic shit
I could wave over the industry that could save it when I'm gone
and buried to make sure the tradition carries on, I would
[Eminem]
If I could only use this power for good
I wouldn't; not even if I could
[Dr. Dre]
From the hood and I'm a hornet
And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered
[Eminem]
And I'ma only sucka punch and swing without warning
And swing to knock somebody's fuckin head off
Cause I know if they get up I won't get a chance to let off
Another punch I'm punk rock, no one's punk
Don't give a FUCK! White 'Pac, so much spunk
When I was little I knew I would blow up and sell a mill'
and grow up, to be Atilla, go nuts and be a pillar
[Dr. Dre]
And I'm, somethin of a phenom'
One puff of the chron', I'm unstoppable
I'm alive and on top again
There's no obstacle that I can't conquer
so come along with us (come on!)
[Chorus]
[Dr. Dre]
Now anybody who knows Dre
knows I'm about fast cars and Alize, partyin all day
But I handle my business cause it's work before play
Don't look for trouble but I'll serve you gourmet
However you want it, you can have it your way
You fuck my night up I'ma fuck up your day
Bullet with your name, sendin it your way
That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway
Cause this is my space, you invade it, live to regret it
and you die tryin to violate it
Fuck around, get annihilated; eyes dilated
[Eminem]
Heh, like my old lady
Cause what you say is what you say, sometimes what you mean
is two different things, dependin on your mood if it swings
Think too many things
Little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything
Catch a contact then I'm gone and I'm back
I speed right; and my looseleaf's my launchpad
[Dr. Dre]
And I can pull any string
Don't have to prove anything, catch a contract on your head
You headed West, talk shit about Dre?
You better get a vest, and invest
in somethin to protect your head and neck
[Eminem]
And it's back and forth all day like Red and Meth
I joke when I say I'm best
in the booth, but a lot of truth is said in jest
And if I ever do live to be a legend
I'ma die a sudden death
Five mics in The Source? Ain't holdin my fuckin breath
But I'll suffocate for the respect
'fore I'll breathe to collect a fuckin check
[Chorus]
[Dr. Dre]
Watch your fuckin mouth
[Timbaland]
Yo this Timbaland, tell them I said suck *chka* MY dick!
Without meObie Trice Real name no gimmicks Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Guess who's back, back again Shady's back, tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back Guess who's back. guess who's back Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back I created a monster, 'cos nobody wants to See Marshall no more they want Shady I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the Doctor when I'm not cooperating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating Hey, you waited this long to stop debating 'Cos I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney But your husband's heart problem is complicating So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me so let me see They tried to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty without me So, come on and dip, rum on your lips That, come on your lips, and some on your And get ready, 'cos this's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, you Debbie [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cos we need a little controversy 'Cos it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cos we need a little controversy 'Cos it feels so empty without me Little hellions kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling like prisoners helpless 'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution Pollutin' the airwaves a rebel So let me just revel and bask In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me Well I'm back fix your damn antennae Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in In the front of your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Investing in your kids ears and nesting Testing "Attention Please" Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me [Chorus] A tisk-it a task-it, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this and that Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie You 36 year old bald headed fag me You don't know me, you're too old Let it go it's over, nobody listens to techno Now lets go, just give me the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes it just seems Everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm disgusting But it's just me I'm just obscene Though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley To do Black Music so selfishly And used it to get myself wealthy Hey, there's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It will be so empty without me [Chorus] Hum dee dai la la hum dei dei la la la la la Hum dee dai la la hum dei dei la la la la la KidsJust the two of us
Just the two of us.. (8X) [Eminem] Baby your da-da loves you (hey) And I'ma always be here for you (hey) no matter what happens You're all I got in this world I would never give you up for nothin Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me I love you C'mon Hai-Hai, we goin to the beach Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you in the car seat Oh where's mama? She's takin a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell (whew!) da-da musta runned over a skunk Now I know what you're thinkin - it's kind of late to go swimmin But you know your mama, she's one of those type of women that do crazy things, and if she don't get her way, she'll throw a fit Don't play with da-da's toy knife, honey, let go of it (no!) And don't look so upset, why you actin bashful? Don't you wanna help da-da build a sand castle? (yeah!) And mama said she wants to show how far she can float And don't worry about that little boo-boo on her throat It's just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eatin dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt Mama's messy isn't she? We'll let her wash off in the water and me and you can pway by ourselves, can't we? Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! See honey.. there's a place called heaven and a place called hell A place called prison and a place called jail And da-da's probably on his way to all of em except one Cause mama's got a new husband and a stepson And you don't want a brother do ya? (Nah) Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better I'll explain it to ya But for now we'll just say mama was real real bad She was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad But I still feel sad that I put her on time-out Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to climb out (WAHH!) I told you it's okay HaiHai, wanna ba-ba? Take a night-night? Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga? Her make goo-goo ca-ca? Da-da change your dia-dee Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water Ninety-seven Bonnie and Clyde, me and my daughter Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Wake up sweepy head we're here, before we pway we're gonna take mama for a wittle walk along the pier Baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea Mama's too sweepy to hear you screamin in her ear (ma-maa!) That's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry Da-da made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope around this rock? (yeah!) We'll tie it to her footsie then we'll roll her off the dock Ready now, here we go, on the count of free.. One.. two.. free.. WHEEEEEE! (whoooooshhhhh) There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining order No more step-da-da, no more new brother Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!) Now we'll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk But first, just help dad with two more things out the trunk Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (4X) [Eminem] Just me and you baby is all we need in this world Just me and you Your da-da will always be there for you Your da-da's always gonna love you Remember that If you ever need me I will always be here for you If you ever need anything, just ASK Da-da will be right there Your da-da loves you I love you babyJust don't give a fuck
Intro: Frogg Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Verse One: Eminem Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The proof is in the puddin, just ask the Shawn Holman I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman Chorus: So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Verse Two: Eminem I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Chorus Verse Three: Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jaw, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in Chorus Outro: Eminem Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee..Cum on everybody
[Girl] Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! Shit
[Em] Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um... twelve
(whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz)
[Em] This is my dance song (Outsidaz)
Can you hear me?
(Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee)
[Em] Aight, ay turn my headphones up
(bust it bust it)
[Eminem]
My favoite color is red, like the blood shed
from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin at my shishkabob
Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve
(I can't stand white people!)
You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so
Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat
I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*}
I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show
(Yo can you sign this right here?)
I just remembered that I'm absent minded
Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it
I'm freestylin every verse that I spit
cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two)
I told the doc I need a change in sickness
and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
Put my LP on your Christmas gift list
You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this
Cum on everybody -- get down tonight (8X)
[Eminem]
Yo.. yo yo yo yo
I tried suicide once and I'll try it again
That's why I write songs where I die at the end
Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
and I was wavin it at everybody screamin, "I suck" (I SUCK!!!)
I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
and yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now"
Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry
(But Eminem this is your record release party!)
I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammer
and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford
Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard
who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all)
One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
(ohhhhhhh) And if you ever see a video for this shit
I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit
Cum on everybody -- get down tonight (8X)
[Eminem]
Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*}
So I told em I was Mike D
They was like, "Gee I don't know, he might be!"
I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert
I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)"
Then I jetted to the weed house
Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles
Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*}
Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*]
"Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"
I wanna make songs all the fellas dub
And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of
So just remember when I bomb your set
Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset
Cum on everybody -- get down tonight (20X)
Public Service Announcement 2000(Violently Rapping:)
They say I can't rap about being broke no more
They didn't say I can't rap about coke no more (female voice: ahhhh!)
Slut! You think I won't choke no whore,
Till her vocal cords don't work in her throat no more (same sampled female voice: ahhhh!)
These motherfuckers are thinking I'm playin', thinking I'm sayin'
This shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it (ahhhh!)
Put your hands down, bitch, I ain't gonna shoot you
I'm gonna pull YOU to this bullet and put it thru you! (ahhhh!)
Shut up, Slut! You're causing too much chaos
Just bend over and take like a slut...ok ma!
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing her
*Worse, snortin' coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
You're goddamn right, bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple-platnum and tragedies happen in two states
I invented violence you vile venomous vomital bitches
Vain, Vicadin, Rin-rin-rin (this last bit is accompanied by a chainsaw sound effect)
Touch this chainsaw, left his brains all
Dangling from his neck while his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
(Chorus)
Bitch, I'm-a kill you!
You don't wanna fuck with me, girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch, I'm-a kill you!
You ain't got the balls to beef, we ain't never stop beefin', an' I squash the beef
You better kill me
I'm-a be another rapper dead, for poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't've said
But when they kill me
I'm bringin' the world with me, bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me
I said you don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
'Cause Shady
Will fuckin' kill you
You don't
Wanna fuck with Shady
'Cause Shady
Will fuckin' kill you
Bitch, I'm-a kill you! Like a murder weapon I'm-a conceal you
In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows & film you
Fuck with me, I've been thru hell, shut the hell up
I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell them
I ain't Acid Rap but I rap on acid
*Got a new glow ball & just had a strap-on added
Woops! Is that a subliminal hint? No,
It's criminal intent, to sodomize women again!
Eminem offend? NO! Eminem'll assault!
And if you ever give it to him you'll give him an impulse
To do it again, THEN, if he does it again
You probabaly end up jumping out of something up in the tent
Bitch, I'm-a kill you...I ain't done, this aint the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times
It's tough, but that's normal, ain't it Norman?
Serial killer hiding murder material
In a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we're out of out medicine
Out of our minds, and we're wanting yours, let us in
Or I'm-a kill you!
You don't wanna fuck with me, girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch, I'm-a kill you!
You ain't got the balls to beef, we ain't never stop beefin', an' I squash the beef
You better kill me
I'm-a be another rapper dead, for poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't've said
But when they kill me
I'm bringin' the world with me, bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me
(i said) You don't
Wanna fuck with Shady ('cause why?)
'Cause Shady
Will fuckin' kill you (heh heh)
You don't
Wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
'Cause Shady
Will fuckin' kill you (heh heh)
Know why I say these things
'Cause ladies screams be creepin' in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
These eighty g's just to say the same things threese...
Twice, whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots, I hope this weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
Just to argue with them 'cause their ratings stink?
Fuck that! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
From fat bitch to all seventy-thousand pounds of her
From the princapal to student body and counseler
From in school to before school to outta school
I don't even believe in breathin'
I'm leavin' air in your lungs so you can keep screamin' for me to seep it
OK! I'm ready to go play!
I got the machette from O.J., I'm ready to make everyone's throats ache
You faggots keep egging me on
'Till I have you at knife point then you beg me to stop?
Shut up! Give me your hands and feet!
I said shut up when I'm talking to you! You hear me? ANSWER ME!
Or I'm-a kill you!
You don't wanna fuck with me, girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch, I'm-a kill you!
You ain't got the balls to beef, we ain't never stop beefin', an' I squash the beef
You better kill me
I'm-a be another rapper dead, for poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't've said
But when they kill me
I'm bringin' the world with me, bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me bitch I'm-a kill you
You don't
Wanna fuck with Shady ('cause why?)
'Cause Shady
Will fuckin' kill you (ha ha ha)
You don't
Wanna fuck with Shady (why not?)
'Cause Shady
Will fuckin' kill you
Ha ha ha. I'm just playin', ladies. You know I love you.
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 going to have a problem here c (verse 1) ya'll act like you never seen a white person before jaws all on the floor like pam like tommy just burst in the door started whoopin her ass worse than before they first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream) it's the return of the "oh wait, no way, your kidding, he didn't just say what i think he did, did he?" and dr dre said ....nothing you idiots dr dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (haha) feminist women love eminem chicka chicka chicka slim shady i'm sick of him look at him, walking around grabbing his you know what limpin' to you know who "yeah, but hes so cute though" yea 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 can't, but its 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 message that we deliver to little kids and expect them not to know what a womens clitoris is. of course they 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 cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes. 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 wave your panty hoes, sing the chorus and it goes... (chorus) 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 becuase 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 (verse 2) 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 u 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 'em argue over who she gave head to first. little bitch put me on blast on mtv "yeah he's cute but i think he's married to kim, hehe" i should download her audio on mp3 and show the whole world how you gave eminem v.d. (scream) i'm sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me so i've been sent here to destroy you and theres 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 (chorus) (verse 3) i'm like a headtrip to listen to cause i'm only giving you things you joke about with your friends inside your living room the only difference is i got the balls to say it in front of ya'll and i don't gotta be false or sugar coated at all i just get on the mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it (rip) i just shit it better than 90% of you rappers out there then you wonder how can kidz eat up these albums like valiums. its funny cuz at the rate im going when i'm 30 ill be the only person in the nursing home flirty. pinching nurses asses when i'm jackin' off with jergens 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 workin at burger king spitten on your onion rings or in the parking lot circling screaming i don't give a fuck with his windows down and system up so will the real shady, please stand up and put one of those fingures on each hand up and to be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? (chorus)
(RBX) Remember me? ("Several executions") Remember me? ("I have no remorse") Remember me? ("I'm high-powered") Remember me? ("I drop bombs like Hiroshima") For this, why it's the X, you retarded? 'Cause I grab the mic and get down, like syndrome Hide in Rome and to the masses, without boundaries Whice qualifies me for the term "universal" Without no rehearsal, colleaged words is controversial Like I'm not, the one you wanna contest, see 'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch that got "Banned From TV" Heavyweight get up, hit you, watch you're whole head split up Loco is the motion, weed comin' through Hollow tips in the lead, the .45 through (Sticky Fingaz) Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!") Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!") Remember me? ("Nigga bacdafucup!") Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!") Niggas catchin' "no" for an answer, ghetto no Yeah, that bitch hoe no'd but it was more like "no, no, no!!" Life's a bitch; yeah it'll fuck you if you let her Better come better than better to be a competitor This ved is a head, the shit is all redder, you deader and deader I better extended the cheddars and credda Instead of vendetta, a mellow beretta from ghetto to ghetto Evidence? Nope! Never leave a shredda I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me My moms got raped by the industry and made me I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you I get more pussy than them dyke bitches total Want beef, nigga? PSH better dead that shit My name should be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit" Probably say "he ain't a killa", but I'm killin' myself Smoke def, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a bullet too What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We're glock busters 'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters 'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us I'm gettin' wires niggas wantin' me dead One in my head, you think it could be somethin' I said? (Eminem) Remember me? ("I just don't give a fuck!") Remember me? ("Yeah, fuck you too!") Remember me? ("I'm low down and I'm shifty!") Remember me? ("I'm shady!") When I go out, I'ma go out shootin' I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryin' to clear up my fuckin' image, so I promised the fuckin' critics I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes (*click* Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde So I made me a song, killed her and put Haley on I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom (Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?) Came home, and somebody must've broke in the back window And stole two golden machine guns and both of my trenchcoats Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen And M-16's with ten clips each And them shits reach through 6 kids each And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets? FUCK THAT! PSH you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash And re-appear in hell with a can of gas, AND a match Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at (What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?) Don't you remember me? Remember me? Remember me?! Remember me?!
Chorus: Eminem (repeat 4X)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back)
I'm Back (I'm Back) [SLIM SHADY!] I'm Back
[Eminem]
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna help
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell
Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
'til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less
What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"
Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I-
-T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
Can't wait 'til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now
Chorus
[Eminem]
I take each individual degenerate's head and reach into it
just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim
and becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe
{*vocal scratches*} My name is Slim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn't play me
The sensational {*vocal scratch "Back is the incredible!"*}
With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
It's Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Tryin to, lure your kids with him, into bed
It's a, sick world we live in these days
"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it"
Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin lines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out
all high and indo scented {*inhales, exhales*}
And that's where I get my name from, that's why they call me
Chorus
[Eminem]
I take seven [----] from [---------], stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine
a Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
and that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time
Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazy
as the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It's why I tend to block out when I hear things
Cause all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger
longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina
Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
it'd be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her
and have a son and a new brother at the same time
and just say that it ain't mine, what's my name?
Chorus
[Eminem {*vocal scratching*}]
Guess who's b-back, back
Gue-gue-guess who's back (Hi mom!)
{*scratch*} Guess who's back
{*scratch*} Gue {*scratch*} guess who's back
D-12 {*scratch*} Guess who's back
Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's back
Dr. Dre {*scratch*} Guess who's back
Back back {*scratch*} back
{*scratch*}
Slim Shady, 2001
I'm blew out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck
Marshall mathers
[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:
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:
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 some 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)
Ken
Uuuhoh, yeah Oh, suck it Oh, fuck yu Oh, Shagy Oh, this is why they call you two dope ain't it Oh, fuck yu Oh, take it out, take it out! Oh, now give something to Jay Oh, violent Jay Wait don't bite it Don't be violent with it now just suck it nice and slow, yeah oh oh fuck yu you got oh now give it back to Shagy he was sucking it better Oh, now say my name Eminem, say my name, Eminem WHAT! Ohh fuck you guys Gi-give me my dick back Fuck you guys If you want Eminem you can Have Eminem Fuck you guys (Ken) I'm on leaving (no) (Kenn wait, oh damn) (Nice going Shagy)
<girl> Yea...(laughter)...whoooo...shit hmmm, whoaaa, hmm ... Guess what? I ain't coming in yet, i'll come in in a minute Aiyo, this is my love song. It goes like this.... Back when Mark Wallburg was marky mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to...mix in with bacardi dark and when it... kicks in you can hardely talk and by the... sixth gin you gon probly crawl and you'll be... sick then and you'll probly barf and my pre-...diction is that you gon probably fall either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall and every-... things spinnin your beginning to think women are swimmin in pink linen again in the sink then in a couple of minutes that bottle of guinness is finished you are now allowed to officially slap bitches you have the right to remain violent and start wildin start a fight with the same guy that was smart rhymin get in the car and start it and start drivin over the island and cause a 42 car pile up Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot, looking for life on this planet sir, no sign of it All i could see is a bunch of smoke flyin and I'm so high that I might die if i go by it. Let me out of this place I'm outta place, I'm in in outter space, I've just vanished without a trace. I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow, I'll be back in an hour or so. Cuz every time I go to try to leave (whoa-o-o) someone keeps pullin on my sleeve (whoa-o-o) I dont wanna but I gotta stay (whoa-o-o) these drugs really gotta hold on me (whoa-o-o) Cuz everytime I try ta tell 'em no (no-o-o) they won't let me ever let 'em go (go-o-o) I'm a sucker all I gotta say (whoa-o-o) is drug's really gotta hold on me In third grade all I used to do, was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cubeI'm as rude as jude (jude from the jenny show! he was the rudest guest she had ever had!) Schemein on the first chick with the hugest boobs I got no game, and every face looks the same they got no name, so i don't need game to play I just say whatever I want, to whoever I want, whenever i want, wherever I want, however I want However I do show some respect to few This ecstacy has got me standin next to you Gettin sentimental as fuck, spillin guts to you We just met, but I think I'm in love with you But your on it too, so you tell me you love me too, Wake up in the morning like "What the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch, you know I got stuff to do, Cuz if I get caught cheatin then I'm stuck with you But in the long run these drugs are gonna catch up sooner or later But fuck it I'm on one, so let's enjoy, let the ex destroy your spinal chord, so it's not a straight line no more So we walk around lookin like some wind-up dolls, shit stickin out of our backs like a dinosaur, Shit, six hit's won't even get me high no more, so bye for now, I'm gonna try to find some more Chorus That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow when you swallow it all wallow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow your probably gonna wanna do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend, screw it and whats a little bit of alcohol poisoning? and whats a little fight, tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life, live it however you wanna Marajuana is everywhere, where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're goin Cuz none of this shit's gonna mean shit where we're goin They tell you to stop but you just sit there ignorin, even though you wake up feelin like shit every mornin. But your young, you got a lot of drugs to do, girls to screw, parties to crash, sucks to be you If I could take it all back now I wouldn't, I woulda did more shit that people said that I shouldnt But I'm all grown up now, and upgraded and graduated to better drugs and updated But I still gotta a lot of growin up to do, I still gotta whole lot of throwin up to spew But when it's all said and done before I know it I'll be forty wit a 40 on the porch tellin stories with a bottle of Jack, two grandkids on my lap, babysitting for Hailey, while Hailey's out gettin shmashed. Chorus x 2 drugs really gotta hold on me really got a hold on me drugs really gotta hold on me they really got a hold on me
(He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (Eminem) I get lifted and spin 'til I'm half-twisted Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick Pen full of ink, think sinful and raps sick shit Shrink, pencil me in for my last visit Drink Gin 'til my chin's full of splashed whiskers Hash Whiskey and ash 'til I slap bitches Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past 6 years Mash with me again and imagine this Chorus x2: (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (He'll) Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't, God damnit, he will (He's) Mentally ill from Amityville (Bizarre) Fuck my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat Hehe, guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope My little sisters birthday, she'll remember me Forgive for havin' tellin' my <----------------- For a gift I had ten of my boy's take her viginity And bitches know me as a horny-ass freak Her mother wasn't raped; I ate her pussy while she was asleep Pissy drunk throwing up in a urinal (YOU FUCKING HOMO!) That's what I said up at my dad's funeral Chorus x2 (Eminem) That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin' idiots still That's why the first motherfucker poppin' some shit, he gets killed That's why we don't call it "Detroit", we call it "Amityville" You can get capped after just having a cavity filled That's why they're crowned the murder capital still This ain't Detroit, this is motherfuckin' Hamburger Hill We don't do drive-bys; we park in front of houses and shoot And when the police come, we fuckin' shoot it out with them too That's the mentality here, that's the reality here Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here? While I'm holdin' a pistol with this many calibers here? Try some registration, it just made the shit valid this year? 'Cause once I snap, I can't be held accountable for my actions That's when accidents happen, when a thousand bullets come at your house And collapse the foundation around you when they found you and your family in it God damnit, admit it when he told you Chorus x2
(dr.Dre) Yeah What up Detroit? (Snoop) Nah Uh ah ah, oh no he didn't, AHH, they didn't do it again. Wha what, wha what? You shit on these niggas two times Dr. Dre? (Dre) Oh Fo Sho! (snoop) Uh uh no! You smell dat dis is special right here. Wha what, what what, what? It's a toast to the boogie baby...to tha boogie oogie oogie! Yeah ya KNOW? What's cracking Dre (DRE): Jus let me lay back and kick some ol' simplistic pimp shit on Slim's shit start riots like Limp Biskit, (LIMP BISKIT!!) Throw on Guilty Conscience on concerts and watch mosh pits til muthafuckas knock each other unconcsious. Some of these crowds that Slim draws, Is as rowdy as Crenshaw... Boulevard When it's packed and full of cars. Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw, Is niggas from Crenshaw, from Long Beach to South Central (OH...girl screams) Not these niggas again, grown ass ignorant men Wit hair triggas again (shit) You and what army, could harm me D-R-E And Shady wit Doggy from Long Beach (snoop; EASTSIDE!) We came a long way to making these songs play It a be a wrong move ta stare at me tha wrong way I got a long uz, an I carry it all day (blah..ah.ah..ah) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just being Andre But I... (Snoop): Somehow someway...Hello Nigga. You know about DAWGAY (ah)(Snoop Dogg!) Now let me cut these niggas up And show'em where tha fuck I'm comin from I get tha party crackin wit tha shit that I be spittin son Hit &Run. Get it Done. Get the Funds. Split and Run. Got about 50 guns,and I love all of em' tha same Bang Bang. Damn Baby girl what's yo name? (what's yo name) I forgot. What'd you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed (fucked up) Hangin in tha club wit my nephew Eminem (Snoop: What's up Eminem) What up cuz? (Em: What's up Snoop?) The Great White American Hope Done hooked up wit tha KING of the MUTHAFUCKIN West Coast BABY! (Chorus): (Nate Dogg): And you really don't wanna fuck wit me Only nigga that I trust is me Fuck around and make me bust this heat (gunshot) (Snoop): That's tha devil, they always wanna dance. (X-hibit): I'm tha head nigga in charge, I'm watching you move Ya found dead in yo garage, wit 10 o'clock news...coverage Gotta love it cuz I expose tha façade. Your little lungs is too small to hotbox wit god. All jokes aside come bounce wit us Standing over you wit a 12 gauge about ta bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust I might leave in a bodybag but never in cuffs So who do you trust, they just not rugged enough When things get rough I'm in tha club shootin wit Puff (gunshots) BITCH PLEASE! You must have a mental disease Assume tha position and get back down on ya knees C'MON(gunshots) Chrous: (Eminem): (imitating Snoop): Ahh No , Big Slim Dogg, 80 pound balls (Snoop: Wha?), dick six inch long(Snoop:Hmm?) Back up in tha Heesy(Snoop: Baby!) Baby, He's Shady (snoop): He's so crazy! Give me tha mic, let me recite to Timothy White Pickets outside the Interscope offices everynight What if he's right, And I'm just a criminal making a livin off tha world's misery What in the world gives me the right to say what I like Walk around Flippin tha bird, livin tha ur-ban life like a White kid from tha 'burbs Dreamin at night, and screamin at moms schemin ta leave Run away from home and grow ta be as evil as me I just want you all to notice me, and people ta see That somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me It just can't be found so tha reason you've been seeing this me Cuz this is me now, tha recent dude who's been being this mean So when you see me dressin up like a nerd on TV Or heard tha CD, using tha fag word so freely It's just me being me, Here you want me ta tone it down SUCK MY FUCKIN DICK YOU FAGGOT, ya happy now? Look here: (Impersonating Snoop) I start some trouble everywhere that I go Ask tha bouncers in tha club cuz they know I start some shit they throw me out the back do' Come back and shoot tha club up wit a fo' fo' Chorus (X-hibit) 2001 and forever Slim Shady...Dr. Dre...Snoop Dogg...X to tha Z...Nate Dogg...C'mon yeah
Yesterday I changed your diaper, wiped you and powdered you. How did you get so big, can't believe it, now your two Baby your so precious, daddy's so proud of you SIT DOWN, BITCH, IF YOU MOVE AGAIN I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU.. Kim: OK!! Eminem: (Kim screaming) 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 Kim: (crying) Eminem: Oh, what's a matter Kim....am I too loud for you?? (Kim screaming) 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 it Kim, Look at your husband now,(kim: NOOO) I said look at him!!! He ain't so hot now is he? Little punk. Kim: Why are you doing this? Eminem: Shut the fuck up!!! Kim: You're drunk, You're never going to get away at this.. Eminem: You think I give a fuck! Come on..we're going’ for a ride bitch,(Kim: NOOOO) sit up front. Kim: why can't we just leave Haley alone....what if she wakes up? Eminem: We'll be right back......Well I will, you'll be in the trunk. Chorus 2x SO LONG BITCH YOU DID ME SO WRONG I DON'T WANNA GO ON LIVIN' IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU Eminem: You really fucked me Kim, You really did a number on me, Never knew me cheatin' on you would come back to hunt 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!! Kim: I LOVE YOU. Eminem: OH GOD MY BRAIN IS RACIN! Kim: I LOVE YOU. Eminem: What are you doing, change the station......I HATE this song! Does this look like a big joke? Kim: NO...... Eminem: * There’s a 4 year old boy lyin’ dead with a slit throat.....in your living room.....HA HA........What you think I'm kiddin’ you (crying) You loved him didn't you? Kim: NO Eminem: BULLSHIT YOU BITCH DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME.....(honk, honk)....What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me?......FUCK YOU ASSHOLE, YEAH BITE ME........KIM,KIIIM....why don't you like me?.....you think I’m ugly don't you. Kim: IT’S NOT THAT Eminem: no you think I’m ugly, 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 (Kim: sorry) HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME! Chorus2x SO LONG BITCH YOU DID ME SO WRONG I DON'T WANNA GO ON LIVIN' IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU Eminem: Come on get out. Kim: I can't I'm scared. Eminem: I said get out bitch! Kim: Let go of my hair....please don't do this baby...please...I love you...look we can just take Haley and leave Eminem: 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 member 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? Kim: yes.. Eminem: THAT WAS FUNNY WASN'T IT?!! Kim: YES!! Eminem: See, it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and your husband had a fight One of you tries to grab a knife, and during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adams apple sliced....And while this is goin’ on...his son just woke up, and he just walks in...She panics...and he gets his throat cut, 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 ya goin....get back here!!! You can't run from me Kim....It's just us...Nobody else! You're only makin’ this harder on yourself HA HA....GOTCHA!!!! (Kim screams)HHHAA.......GO AHEAD YELL HERE ILL SCREAM WITCHA......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...BLEEEEEED!!!! Chorus 2x SO LONG.. BITCH YOU DID ME SO WRONG.. I DON'T WANNA GO ON.. LIVIN' IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU..
(Gibberish) translation: So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick (Eminem) Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-20's 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 lightnin' Frightened with five little white Vicaden pills bitin' him I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital, lost Stingin' the fuck out of everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife by the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds hurtin' (Bitch it's too late) 'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's "curtains" (Swifty McBay) I'm an instigator, three-eighty slug penetrator They bring creative murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known to the equator They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators My weed'll hit your chest like a double-barreled gauge'er I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Henny I do shit on purpose You'll never hear me say "forgive me" I'm snatchin' every penny, it's gotta be that way Nigga face it, that weed I sold to you? Regate laced it You had it, I'll make the President get a face-lift Niggas just afraid, handin' me their bracelets Chillin' in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kaluha and Gin, and throw up on the mic Don't like this rule, you get socked right on sight And even at the Million Man March, we gonna fight Chorus: So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick 'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit 'Cause 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, find out, thinkin' they're mine Plate's expired, so as soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin' my dick off in a band of barbed wires "Hey, is Bizarre performing?" Bitch, didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be Richard Pryor "Aren't you a male dancer?" Naw bitch, I'm retired, for fuckin' a 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 (reverse revolving of record) 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 are hoes, even my stinkin' ass moms (Caniver) Ayo flashback, two seats, too deep up in that asscrack Weed laced with somethin', nigga pass that And after then we go to hang out with hashrats At a Stop The Violence rally I blast gats, be it a mom or publishing Get your ass capped, the Caniver divider Yo cash that, run your motherfuckin' pockets ASAP, I don't need a platinum chain Bitch, I'll snatch Shaq's, born loser Half-thief and half-black Bring your boys and your guns, and get laughed at Bitch smack 'em, bitch rappers get ejac-jacked Found chopped-up in a trash bag (Dirty Harry) Stranglin' rappers to the point they can't yell 'Cause their crew is full of fags that're sweeter than bake sales Wreckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Cruisin' and causin' more trouble than nine hoodlums I rattle your Adam's Apple until it crackles Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, 'cause I'm a looney I got an adept mind, and it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin' up players, thugs, and young ballers Shoot up they household, even the young toddlers Brigades barricade to bring the noise Watch the bullets wrap your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doing a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin' "Ihava yo-yo" I'll leave your face leakin' Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin' Take a swing at the deacon (The Con Artist) 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 While the superintendent thought up, my brain's out of order I've been a con artist since I was swimmin' in water And cahoots with this nigga named Fall Out Tom (?) 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 an 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 some one's 'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough Chorus Suck my motherfuckin' dick... D-12... Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen... Assed you like a snake slut bitch with 30 fuckin' husbands... Bizarre kid... Swifty McBay... The Con Artist... The Caniver... Dirty Harry... Haha, and Slim Shady...
A lot of people ask me... stupid fuckin questions. a lot of people think... that what i say on record or what i talk about on a record that i actually do in real life or that i believe in it or if i say that i wanna kill somebody that im actually gonna do it or that i believe in it well shit... if you believe that... then ill kill you...you know why? cuz im a CRIMINAL CRIMINAL you goddamn right... IMA CRIMINAL yeah ima a CRIMINAL my words are like a dagger with a jagged edge ill stab you in the head whether youre a fag or lez and a homosex? hermaph or a trans-it-vest pants undressed, hate fags? the answer's yes homophobic? nah youre just heterophobic starin at my jeans watchin my genitals buldge over thats my motherfuckin balls you better let go of em they belong in my scrotum youll never get hold of em 'hey its me, versace,whoops somebody shot me and i was just checkin the mail, get it? checkin the male, how many records you expectin to sell after your second lp sends you directly to jail?' CMON RELAX GUY, I LIKE GAY MEN RIGHT KID? GIMME AN AMEN (amen!) please lord this boy needs jesus he almost tried to help us destroy these demons oh and please send me a brand new car and a prostitute, while my wife's sick in the hospital preacher preacher, 5th grade teacher you cant reach me, my mom cant either you cant teach me a goddamn thing cuz i watch tv and comcast cable you aint able to stop these thoughts you cant stop me from toppin these charts and you cant stop me from droppin these marks with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards and to think, its just little old me mr. dont give a fuck, still wont plea im a CRIMINAL everytime i write a rhyme these people thinks its a crime i tell em whats on my mind i guess im a CRIMINAL i dont gotta say a word i just flip em the bird and keep goin, no attention from no one im a CRIMINAL everytime i write a rhyme these people thinks its a crime i tell em whats on my mind i guess im a CRIMINAL i dont gotta say a word i just flip em the bird and keep goin, no attention from no one your mother did drugs,hard liquor, cigarettes, and speed the baby came out disfigured ligaments and knees it was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she dont dare make fun of that baby cuz that baby was me im a CRIMINAL, an animal caged but turned crazed but how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you werent raised? soon as i got older and i got a lot taller my dick shrunk smaller but my balls got larger i drank more liquor, 'the fuck you want' quicker you wanna fuck me up for sayin the word nigger? my motives went (pfft) went the president got oral sex in his oval office on top of his desk harder and soon employed, dont ignore me you wont avoid me you cant miss me, im white, blonde hair and my nose is pointy im the bad guy who makes fun of people that die in plane crashes or last as long as it aint happenin to him slim shady im as crazy as eminem and kim combined replacin the doctor, cuz dre couldnt make it today hes a little under the weather so im takin his place (muffled talking) oh thats dre with an ak to his face dont make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place i told you dre you shoulda kept that thing put away i guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it again im a CRIMINAL - <boss> alright look, just go up in that motherfucker and get the motherfucking money and get the fuck outta there <slim> aright <boss> ill be out here waitin on you <slim> alright <boss> oh em... <slim> what! <boss> dont kill nobody this time! <slim> ohhh! goddamn fuck this motherfuckin...(whistling) oh how you doin? <teller> hi <slim> I need to make a withdrawal put the fucking money and the bag bitch and i wont kill you <teller> oh my god (putting money in bag) <slim> im not gonna kill you <teller> please dont kill me, dont hurt me <slim> im not gonna fucking kill you, hurry the fuck up with the money *BLAM* <slim> thank you! - windows tinted on my ride when i drive in it cuz when i rob a bank, run out and just dive in it so help me, this guys in it and if anyone identifies the guy i hide for five minutes come back and shoot the eye witness fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business die bitches, bastards, rats, pests just puffy's lucky i didnt blast his ass yet! if i ever gave a fuck id shave my nuts suck my dick in between my legs and cluck you motherfucking chickens aint brave enough to say the stuff i say so this tape gets shut shit, half the shit i say i just make it up to make you mad, so kiss my white naked ass and if its not a rapper that i make it as ima be a fuckin rapist in a jason mask! im a CRIMINAL everytime i write a rhyme these people thinks its a crime i tell em whats on my mind i guess im a CRIMINAL i dont gotta say a word i just flip em the bird and keep goin, no attention from no one im a CRIMINAL everytime i write a rhyme these people thinks its a crime i tell em whats on my mind i guess im a CRIMINAL i dont gotta say a word i just flip em the bird and keep goin, no attention from no one (4x)
[announcer]
Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old.
Fed up with life and the way things are going,
he decides to rob a liquor store.
("I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes")
But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart.
And suddenly, his conscience comes into play...
("Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this")
[Dr. Dre]
Alright, stop! (Huh?)
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
and try to get money out the drawer
You better think of the consequence (But who are you?)
I'm your motherfuckin conscience
[Eminem]
That's nonsense!
Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs
And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs
Tell her you need a place to stay
You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with an aged razor blade
[Dr. Dre]
Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to
The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
[Eminem]
Fuck that! Do that shit! Shoot that bitch!
Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?
Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?
[Dr. Dre]
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it! (You're right!)
Not over this shit (Stop!) Drop the biscuit (I will!)
Don't even listen to Slim yo, he's bad for you
(You know what Dre? I don't like your attitude..)
{sound of static}
("It's alright c'mon, just come in here for a minute")
("Mmm, I don't know!")
("Look baby..")
("Damn!")
("Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?")
("Well OK..")
[announcer]
Meet Stan, twenty-one years old. ("Give me a kiss!")
After meeting a young girl at a rave party,
things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom.
Once again, his conscience comes into play... ("Shit!")
[Eminem]
Now listen to me, while you're kissin her cheek
and smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink
Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe..
(Yo! This girl's only fifteen years old
You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair)
Yo, look at her bush.. does it got hair? (Uh huh!)
Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare
Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there
(Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie kid?)
Pssh no, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest!
(Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?)
Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail..
{sound of static}
{pickup idling, radio playing}
[announcer]
Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker.
After coming home from a hard day's work,
he walks in the door of his trailer park home
to find his wife in bed with another man.
("WHAT THE FUCK?!?!")
("Grady!!")
[Dr. Dre]
Alright calm down, relax, start breathin..
[Eminem]
Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin
While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off?!
FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH'S HEAD OFF!!!
[Dr. Dre]
Wait! What if there's an explanation for this shit?
(What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?!)
Alright Shady, maybe he's right Grady
But think about the baby before you get all crazy
[Eminem]
Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped DEE BARNES??!
[Dr. Dre]
What'chu say? (What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?)
I'ma kill you motherfucker!
[Eminem]
Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper!
Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.?
Mr. AK comin' straight outta Compton y'all better make way?
How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?
[Dr. Dre]
Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went
Been there, done that.. aw fuck it...
What am I sayin? Shoot em both Grady, where's your gun at?
my name is
Refrain:
Hi! My name is (what?)...my name is (who?)...
my name is... Slim Shady
Hi! My name is (huh?)...my name is (what?)...
my name is... Slim Shady (2x)
Ahem...excuse me!
Can I have the attention of the class for one second...
Hi kids! Do you like violence? (yeah yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick nine inch nails through each one of my eyelids? (uh huh!)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (yeah yeah!)
Try 'cid and get fucked up worse than my life is? (huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin' to get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..)
Dr. Dre said: "Slim Shady you a basehead..."
Uh-uhhh! "Then why's ya face red, man you wasted..."
Well since age 12 I've felt like I'm someone else
Cuz I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)
I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off
Refrain
My English teacher wanted to have sex with me in junior high
The only problem was, my English teacher was a guy
I smacked him in his face with an eraser
Chased him with a stapler
And stapled his nuts to a stack of paper (Owwwwwwww!)
Walked in a strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender and stuck my dick in the tip cup (Wsssshhhhh...)
Extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians
In a space ship while they're screamin' at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!"
99% of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more dope than I do
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin' drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!)
You know you blew up when the women rush the stands
To try to touch your hands like some screamin' Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)
This guy's wife passed so asked for my autograph
So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!
Refrain
Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)
Dr. Dre don't just stand there, OPERATE!
I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die
I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
Am I comin' or goin'? I can barely decide,
I just drank a fifth of vodka...dare me to drive? (Go 'head.)
All my life I was very deprived
I ain't had a woman in years, my palms are too hairy to hide
Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk
I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere.)
When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits
HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS!
I lay awake and strap myself in the bed
Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!)
I'm steamin' mad (Arrrggghhh!)
And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah.)
Tell him that I slit his throat in this dream I had
Refrain
Role model
[G] Eminem as Susan (the girl) [D] Eminem as Dave [J] Eminem as John [R] Eminem as Ron Chorus: I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world Now you sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault my fault Repeat Chorus: [Eminem] I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up with first aid tape and raped on the first date Susan -- an ex-manic depressive who just moved from Houston who love booze and alternative music (Whattup?) Told me she was starvin, I said it wasn't a problem (Nah!) I got a coupon for this pizza with everything on it We can double the mushrooms and minus the sausage [G] I'm allergic to fungus Come on Sue, that's nonsense Who's at the door?? Pizza man! Who ordered pizza? Wasn't it yours? Nuh uh [G] If you got it with double mushrooms on it then I don't want it Shutup Susan I'll pick em off it Oh hell, I might as well try it, I'll be alright Susan you just swallowed the wrong slice!! Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" at the end 2nd repeat same as original Chorus "Yo Sue!" [G] Get away from me, I don't know you Oh shoot, she's tripping.. [G] I need to go puke!! (Bleahh!) I wasn't tryin to turn this into somethin major I just wanted to make you appreciate flavor Susan, stop cryin, I don't hate ya I'm sorry your father used to chase you and spank you with hangers So what they locked you in the attic in your dad's house? That ain't no reason to start wiggin and spaz out She said, [G] Help me I think I'm havin a seisure! I said, "You're breaking out in hives, let go of the pizza!" "Would you put it down you're startin to scare me" She said, [G] I'm twenty-six years old and I'm not married I don't even have any kids and I can't cook (Hello!) I'm over here Sue, (hi) you're talkin to the plant, look! We need to get to a hospital 'fore it's too late Cause I never seen no-one eat as many shrooms as you ate Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "Whoops!" after first line and "It was an accident!" at the end 2nd repeat same as original Chorus Susan (wait!) Where you goin? You better be careful [G] Leave me alone dad, I'm sick of gettin my hair pulled I'm not your dad, quit tryin to swallow your tongue Want some gum? Put down the scissors, 'fore you do somethin dumb I'll be right back just chill baby please? I gotta go find Dave he majored in allergies "John, where's Dave at before I bash you?" [J] He's in the bathroom; I think he's takin a crap dude! "Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an ambulance There's a girl upstairs talkin to plants choppin her hair off, and there's only two days left of Spring Break, how long do these things take to wear off?" [D] Well it depends on how many pieces she ate Just one, with double mushrooms by mistake Now she's upstairs cryin out her eyeballs, breaking out in hives" [D] She's gonna die dude "I know and it's my fault!" [D] My god!!! Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" after second line and "What do I do?" at the end 2nd repeat same as original Chorus My God, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Susan please wake up! Please! Please wake up!! What are you doing?! You're not dead!! You're NOT dead! I know you're not dead!Stan (german version)
Refrain(2x):
Mein Tee ist kalt geworden
Ich frage mich, warum ich überhaupt aufgestanden bin
Der morgendliche Regen beschlägt mein FensterUnd ich kann gar nichts mehr sehen
Und selbst, wenn ich's könnte, wäre doch alles grau
Aber dein Bild an meiner Wand erinnert mich daran
Dass es gar nicht so schlimm ist, so schlimm ist's gar nicht
Lieber Slim, ich schrieb dir, aber du meldest dich ja nicht
Ich habe dir meine Handy-, meine Beeper-
Und meine normale Telefonnummer hinterlassen
Im Herbst habe ich dir schon mal zwei Briefe geschickt
Die scheinst du nicht bekommen zu haben
Es gab wahrscheinlich ein Problem bei der Post oder so
Manchmal kritzle ich die Adressen zu schlampig
Wenn ich sie notiere, aber egal, was gibt's neues, Mann?
Wie geht's deiner Tochter? Meine Freundin ist auch schwanger
Bald werde ich Vater, wenn es eine Tochter wird
Rate mal, wie ich sie nennen werde? Ich nenne sie Bonnie
Ich las auch von deinem Onkel Ronnie, tut mir leid
Ich hatte mal einen Freund, der sich wegen so einer
Schlampe umbrachte, weil sie ihn nicht wollte
Ich weoß, das hörst du wohl jeden Tag
Aber ich bin dein größter Fan, ich habe mir sogar den
Underground-Scheiß besorgt, den du mit ScamZ machtest
Das war geil, egal, ich hoffe
Dass du dies hier kriegst, Mann, melde dich doch mal
Damit wir zusammen chatten können
Ganz herzliche Grüße, dein größter Fan, das ist Stan
Refrain
Lieber Slim, du hast noch immer nicht angerufen
Oder geschrieben, ich hoffe, du hast Gelegenheit dazu gehabt
Ich bin nicht verrückt, ich finde nur, dass es echt Scheiße ist
Dass du Fans nicht antwortest, wenn du mit mir
Draußen nach deinem Konzert nicht reden wolltest
Dann brauchst du es auch nicht, aber du hättest Matthew
Ein Autogramm geben können, das ist mein kleiner Bruder, Mann
Er ist erst sechs Jahre alt, wir warteten in klirreder Kälte
Vier Stunden lang auf dich und du sagtest einfach "nein"
Das ist ziemlich scheiße, Mann, du bist sein verdammtes Idol
Er will so wie du sein, MannEr mag dich noch lieber als ich
Manchmal schneide ich mich, nur um zu sehen, wie stark es blutet
Das ist wie Adrenalin, der Schmerz gibt mir einen schnellen Kick
Siehst du, alles, was du sagst, stimmt, und ich respektiere dich
Weil du es aussprichst, meine Freundin ist eifersüchtig
Denn ich rede täglich von morgens bis abends von dir
Aber sie kennt dich nicht so gut, wie ich, Slim, niemand tut das
Sie weiß auch nicht, wie es für uns war
Als wir aufwuchsen, du musst mich anrufen, Mann
Ich bin der größte Fan, den du jemals verlieren könntest
Viele Grüße, Stan, PS: Wir sollten uns doch mal treffen
Refrain
Lieber Herr "Ich bin zu gut, meine Fans anzurufen oder ihnen zu schreiben"
Das ist das letzte, das ich dir Arsch schicke
Es ist jetzt sechs Monate her und noch immer keine Silbe von dir
Verdiene ich das nicht? Ich weiß, dass du meine beiden letzten Briefe
Bekommen hast, ich habe die Adressen ganz deutlich geschrieben
Dies ist also meine Kasette, die ich dir schicke
Hoffentlich hörst du sie dir an, ich sitze gerade im Auto
Und fahre mit 150 km/h auf der Autobahn
Ich liebe dich, Slim, wir hätten zusammen sein können
Überleg mal, jetzt hast du alles kaputt gemacht
Ich hoffe, dass du keinen Schlaf findest und davon träumst
Und wenn du träumst, hoffe ich, dass du nicht schlafen kannst
Und deswegen laut aufschreist
Ich hoffe, dein Gewissen lässt dir keine Ruhe und dass du ohne mich
Nicht atmem kannst, siehst du, Slim,{Geschreih}halt's Maul, Schlampe
Ich versuche, was zu sagen, hey Slim, das ist meine Freundin
Die im Kofferraum schreit, aber ich habe ihr nicht die Kehle
Durchgeschnitten, ich habe sie nur gefesselt
Siehst du, ich bin nicht so wie du, denn wenn sie erstickt
Dann wird sie noch mehr leiden und dann wird sie auch sterben
Also, ich muss weiter, ich bin schon fast auf der Brücke
Oh Scheiße, das hab ich ganz vergessen, wie soll ich denn
Nun diesen Scheiß wegschicken?
Lieber Stan, ich wollte dir schon eher schreiben
Aber ich war sehr beschäftigt, du sagtest, deine Freundin
Ist schwanger, in welchem Monat ist sie denn jetzt?
Siehst du, es schmeichelt mir sehr, dass du deine Tochter
So nennen willst, und hier ist ein Autogramm für deinen Bruder:
Ich habe es auf deine Starter-Kappe geschrieben
Tut mir Leid, dass ich dich in der Show nicht gesehen habe
Ich muss dich wohl verpasst sein, denk ja nicht, dass ich dass ich diesen
Scheiß absichtlich getan habe, nur um dich runterzumachen
Und was soll dieser Scheiß, den du sagstest
Dass du dir auch noch gern die Handgelenke schneidest?
Ich sag dir, dass so'n Scheiß totaler Blödsinn ist, komm schon
Wie durchgeknallt bist du denn? Du hast einige Probleme, Stan
Ich glaube, du brauchst Hilfe, um dich vor dem Schlimmsten
Zu bewahren, wenn du so niedergeschlagen bist
Und was soll der Scheiß, es sei uns bestimmt, zusammen zu sein?
Genau dieser Dreck verhindert es, dich treffen zu wollen
Ich meine wirklich, du und deine Freundin braucht einander
Oder vielleicht solltest du sie besser behandelnIch hoffe, du liest diesen Brief
Hoffentlich erreicht er dich bald
Ehe du dir etwas antust, finde ich, dass es dir gut tun würde
Wenn du dich ein wenig entspannen würdest
Ich bin froh, dass ich dich inspiriere, aber Stan, warum bist du so verrückt?
Versuch mal zu begreifen, dass ich dich zum Fan haben will
Ich will nicht, dass du so abgedrehte Dinge tust
Ich sah vor ein paar Wochen diesen Scheiß in den Nachrichten
Bei dem mir ganz schlecht wurde - so'm Kerl war betrunken
Und stürtzte mit seinem Auto von einer Brücke, seine Freundin
War im Kofferraum, sie erwartete ein Kind von ihm
Und im Auto fand man ein Tape mit einer Nachricht
Aber es war nicht festzustellen, an wen sie gerichtet war
Lass mich mal nachdenken ... sein Name war ... du warst das - VERDAMMT!