EMINEM
AMITYVILLE
(kill kill kill)
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da
(kill kill kill)
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm..
(kill kill kill)
[Chorus: Eminem]
Mentally illll from Amityvilllle (ILLLL)
Accidentally killll your family stillll
Thinkin he won't?
God-damnit he willll (HE'SSSS)
Mentally illll from Amityvilllle
[{HE'SSSS} - on repeats only]
[Eminem]
I get lifted and spin til I'm half-twisted
Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped
lipstick {*SMACK*}
Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit
Shrink pencil me in for my last visit
Drink gin til my chin's full of splashed whiskers
{*whoosh*}
Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches {*smack*}
Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past six years
Mash with me you'll get in imagine this
[Chorus 2X]
[Bizarre]
I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's
throat
{*AHHHHHHHH!*} Guess who Slim Shady just signed to
Interscope?
My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me
For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity
{*Mmm mm mmm!*} And bitches know me as a horny ass
freak
Their mother wasn't raped, I
ate her pussy while she was 'sleep
Pissy-drunk, throwin up in the
urinal (YOU FUCKIN HOMO!)
That's what I said at my dad's funeral
[Chorus 2X]
[Eminem]
That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin
idiots still (still)
That's why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he
gets killed (killed)
That's why we don't call it
You can get capped after just havin a cavity filled
(filled)
Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder capital
still (still)
This ain't
We don't do drivebys, 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 (here) that's the reality
here (here)
Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me
here?? (huh?)
While I'm holdin a pistol with this
many calibres here?? (here??)
Got some registration and just made this shit valid
this year? (year?)
Cause once I snap
I can't be held accountable for my acts
and that's when
accidents happen,
when a thousand
bullets come at your house
and collapse the
foundation around and they found you
and your family
in it (AHHHHH!)
GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU
[Chorus 2X]
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
BITCH PLEASE
II
[Dre]
Yeah whattup
[Snoop]
Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't!
Ahhh! They
didn't do it again,
what-what,
what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
[Dre]
Oh fo' sho'!
[Snoop]
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is
special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y'know!
What's crackin Dre?
[Dr. Dre]
Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp
shit
on Slim's shit
and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts
and watch mosh
pits til motherfuckers knock each other unconcious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws
is rowdy as
Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw +IS+ niggaz
from Crenshaw
from
[*LOUD SCREAM*] Whoa, not these niggaz again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from
(East-syde!)
Came a long way, to makin these songs play
It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!)
Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein Andre, but I..
[Snoop Dogg]
somehow,
someway - tell 'em, nigga
You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da
fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin from the shit that I be
spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty gungs, and I
love all of 'em the same - bang bang!
Damn baby girl what's your name?
I forgot - what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whassup Slim?) Whattup cuz? (Whattup Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done hooked up
with the King of
the motherfuckin West coast, bay-bayy!
[Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop)]
And you don't really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
[Snoop] That's, the devil, they always wanna dance
[Xzibit]
I'm the Head Nigga In Charge,
I'm watchin you move
You're found dead in your garage, with
Gotta love it, cause I expose
the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust?
They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club shootin with
Puff
Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees -
c'mon
[Chorus 2X]
[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY He's Sha-day!
[Snoop]
He's so cra-zay!
[Eminem]
Hahaha! Gimme
the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White
pickets
outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right?
I'm just a criminal, makin a living
off of the
world's misery - what in the world gives me the right
to say what I
like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere
deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been
seeing this me
is cause this
is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV
or heard the CD
usin the fag word so freely
it's just me
being me, here want me to tone it down?
[*LOWER pitch*] Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? Look here
[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause
they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the
back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo'-fo' (a fo'-fo')
[Chorus 2X]
[Xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
C'mon, yeah!!
CLEANIN OUT
MY CLOSET
Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones,
there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'...
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I
have, i've been protested and demonstrated
against,
picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the
motherfuckin'
kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin',
tempers
flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin', not takin' nothin' from
no one,
give 'em hell
long as i'm breathin', keep kickin' ass in the mornin', an' takin' names in the
evening,
leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger
me but
they'll
never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't
you mama,
i'ma make you
look so ridiculous now...
[CHORUS]
I'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never
meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm
cleanin'
out my closet, {one more time}, I said i'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you,
I
never meant to
make you cry, but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet...
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if
no one knows it, so before they thrown me
inside
my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you back to '73, before I ever
had a
multi-platinum
sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father
must have had his
pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye,
no I don't on
second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I
couldn't
picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try, to
make it
work with her at
least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human, but i'm
man enough to
face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest
shit I did was
take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have
shot
Kim and him both, it's my life,
i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show...
[CHORUS]
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get
recognition, take a second to listen for you
think this record
is dissin', but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin'
your Mama poppin'
prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin'
through
her purse and shits missin', going through public housing systems, victim of
Munchausen's syndrome, my whole life I was made to
believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew
up, now I blew
up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you made
that Cd for me,
ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what,
your
gettin'
older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing up so quick,
he's gonna
know that your
phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful,
but
you'll
never see her, she won't even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is
you won't
admit you was
wrong, bitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom, but how
dare
you try to take
what you didn't help me to get, you selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in
hell for this
shit, remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me, well guess
what, I am dead,
dead to you as can be...
CRIMINAL
[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions
A lot of people think that.. what I say on records
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..
I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it
Well, shit.. if you believe that
then I'll kill
you You know why? Cuz I'm a
CRIMINAL CRIMINAL
You god damn right
I'm a CRIMINAL
Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL
[Eminem]
My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head
whether
you're a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's
"yes"
Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Starin at my jeans, watchin my
genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of
em
They belong in my scrotum,
you'll never get hold of em
Hey, it's 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?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like
gay men
Right, Ken?
Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, 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, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom can't
neither
You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause
I watch TV, and Comcast cable
and you ain't
able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin each March
with a brand new
cd for these fuckin retards
Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me
Mr. "Don't Give A
Fuck," still won't leave
[Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)]
I'm a CRIMINAL
Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think
it's a crime
to tell em
what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL
but I don't
gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird
and keep goin, I
don't take shit from no one
[Eminem]
My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and
speed
The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed
It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
Don't dare make fun of that baby cause
that baby was me
I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed
But how the fuck you sposed to grow
up when you weren't raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker
than you'd wanna
fuck me up for sayin the word nigga
My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral
Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk
Off of his own employee
Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me
You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired
and my nose is
pointy
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
in plane crashes
and laughs
As long as it ain't happened to him
Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em
-inem and Kim combined -
[*kch*] the maniac's in
Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today
He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his
place
(Mm-mm-mmm!)
Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face
Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all
over the place
I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away
I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it,
eh?
I'm a CRIMINAL
[Interlude Skit]
Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker
get the
motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there
[Em] Aight
I'll be right here waitin on you
[Em] Aight
Yo Em
[Em] What?!
Don't kill nobody this time
[Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck...
(whistling) how you doin'?
[Teller] HI, how can I help you?
[Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl
[Teller] Okay
[Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch
and I won't kill
you!
[Teller] What?
Oh my god, don't kill me
[Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin
around...
[Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me...
[Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you
Hurry the fuck up! [*BOOM*] Thank you!
[Eminem]
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet [*dog
whines*]
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
tuck my dick
inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough
to say the
stuff I say, so just tape it shut [*tape unrolls*]
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
[Chorus 2X]
DRUG BALLAD
[Girl] Yeaaah, hahahaha...whooooo, shit!
[Em] (aight)
[Eminem] Guess what?
I ain't coming in yet...
I'll come in a
minute
[Eminem] Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like
this
[Eminem]
Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark
And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl
And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf
And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall
Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything's spinning
You're beginin' to think women
are swimming in
pink linen again in the sink
Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guiness is
finished
You are now allowed to officially slap bitches
You have the right to remain violent and start wilin'
Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin'
you
Get in your car, start it, and start drivin'
Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up
[Em's spaceman voice]Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot
Look at the life on this planet, sir, no sign of it
All I can 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 outer 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
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
'Cause every time I go to try to leave
Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve
I don't wanna, but I gotta stay
These drugs really got ahold of me
'Cause every time I try to tell them "no"
They won't let me ever let them go
I'm a sucka all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me
[Eminem]
In third grade, all I used to do
Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube
17 years later I'm as Rude as
Jude
Scheming on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game
And every face looks the same
They've 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
As ecstacy got me standing next to you
Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you
We just met
But I think I'm in love with you
But you're on it too
So you tell me you love me too
Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the fuck we
do?"
I gotta go bitch
You know I have stuff to do
'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with
you
But in the long run
These drugs are probably going to catch up sooner or
later
But fuck it, I'm on one
So let's enjoy
Let the X destroy your spinal cord
So it's not a straight line no more
'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls
Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur
Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more
So bye for now
I'm going to try to find some more
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow
When you swallow it all wollow and drown in your
sorrow
And tomorrow you're probably going to want to do it
again
What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend?
Screw it
And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning?
And what's a little fight?
Tomorrow you'll be boys again
It's your life
Live it however you wanna
Marijuana is everywhere
Where was you brought up?
It don't matter as long as you get where you're going
'Cause none of the shit is going to mean shit where
we're going
They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignoring
Even though you wake up feeling like shit every
morning
But you're
young
You've 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 would have did more shit that people said that I
shouldn't
But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated
Did better drugs and updated
But I've still got a lot of growing up to do
I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew
But when it's all said and done I'll be 40
Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling
stories
With a bottle of Jack
Two grandkids in my lap
Babysiting for Haley while Haley's out getting smashed
[Chorus 2x]
[Same as previous, but 2nd time the last line is
repeated like this]
Drugs really got ahold of me
They really got ahold of me
'Cause drugs really got ahold of me
They really got ahold of me
I'M BACK
[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 (kids) from (Columbine), 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
KILL YOU
[Eminem]
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 I could do or say to try to
change it
cause that's just
the way she was
They said I can't rap about bein broke no more
They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more
(AHHH!)
Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
til the vocal
cords don't work in her throat no more?!
(AHHH!)
These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin
Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just
to be sayin it
(AHHH!)
Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you
I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
(AHHH!)
Shut up slut, you're causin too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a
whore,
snorting
coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile
bitches
vain Vicadin,
vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! [*chainsaw revs up*]
Texas Chainsaw, left his
brains all
danglin
from his neck, while his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
[Chorus: Eminem]
Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the
beef
You better kill me!
I'ma be another rapper dead
for poppin off
at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me
Bitches too!
You ain't nuttin but a girl to me
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause
why?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..
[Eminem]
Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
in a closet
with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to
sell 'em
I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid
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 insult
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an
impulse
to do it again,
THEN, if he does it again
you'll
probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th
(Ahhhhhhhh!)
Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't 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
in a tub but
that's normal ain't it
Serial killer hidin murder material
in a cereal box
on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we're out
of our medicine
out of our
minds, and we want in yours, let us in
[Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!")]
[Eminem]
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these
shrinks
this eighty G's a
week to say the same things TWEECE!
TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I
hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue
with 'em cause their ratings stink?
FUCK THAT! I'll
choke radio announcer to bouncer
from fat bitch to
off 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't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air in
your lungs
just to hear you
keep screamin for me to seep it
OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE
You faggots keep eggin me on
til I have you
at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop?
SHUT UP! Give
me your hands and feet
I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you
YOU HEAR ME?
ANSWER ME!
[Chorus]
[first line starts "Or
I'ma kill you!", ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!"]
[Eminem]
Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies
You know I love you
KIM
[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
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)]
LOSE YOURSELF
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and
ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that Is he? No
He won't have it, he knows
his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't
pass him
[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never
let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's
gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to
post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old potna, but
the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my
And I can't provide the right type of life for my
family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my
life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even
harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or
shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I
got
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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: 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
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
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 your [attorney Fred Gibson's a]
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)]
REMEMBER ME?
[RBX]
Remember me? ("Step in, execution")
Remember me? ("I have no remorse")
Remember me? ("I'm 'High Powered'")
Remember me? ("I drop bombs like
For this one it's the X, you retarded?
Cause I grab the mic and get DOWN, like Syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries
which qualifies me
for the term "universal"
Without no rehearsal, I leak words that's
controversial
Like I'm not, the one you wanna contest, see
cause I'll hit yo'
ass like the train did that bitch
that got
"Banned From TV" -- heavyweight hitter
Hit you watch your whole head split up
Loco-is-the-motion, we comin through
Hollow tips is the lead, the .45 threw
[Sticky Fingaz]
Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!")
Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!")
Remember me? ("Nigga 'Bacdafucup'")
Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!")
Niggaz that take no for an answer, get told no
Yeah I been told no but it was more like, "No,
no, no!!!"
Life a bitch that'll fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
this vet is ahead
of,
The shit is all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence? NOPE!
Never leave a shred-of
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?
PBBT! You better dead that shit
My name should be
"Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit"
Probably sayin, "He ain't a killer", but I'm
killin myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches
raw, on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggaz in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt
or two
What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We 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 niggaz wantin me dead, wantin my head
You think it could be somethin I said? {*echoes*}
[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 Hailie 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 musta broke in the back window
and stole two
loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen
with M-16's and
ten clips each
And them shits reach through
six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix
these streets?
FUCK THAT!
PBBT! Tou 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!!!!
SING FOR THE
MOMENT
[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who
likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in
a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him
out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin'
back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and
a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...
[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
[Verse #2]
Entertainment is changing, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a
sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can degrate, or even worse, they can teach
hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us
platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to
burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose
canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these
prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa
these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges
daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make
sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a
criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit
to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist
that hit you!
[Chorus]
[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting
pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's
cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course
this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the
mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from
practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a
thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they
lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they
vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in
their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it
and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes
golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out that you
hear in our songs
And we can
[Chorus]
[Chorus Without Beat]
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 Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures
man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus 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
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!
THE REAL SLIM
SHADY
[Eminem]
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..
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst
in the door
and started
whoopin her ass worse than before
they first were divorce,
throwin her over furniture (Ahh!)
It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way,
you're 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! (Ha-ha!)
Feminist women love Eminem
[*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*]
"Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what
Flippin the 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 goin on in your parents'
bedrooms
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but
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 message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth 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 [*SLURP*]
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
then there's no
reason that a man and another man can't elope
[*EWWW!*] But if you feel like I feel, I got the
antidote
Women wave your pantyhose, sing the
chorus and it goes
[Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)]
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?
[Eminem]
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his
records;
well I do, so
fuck him and fuck you too!
You think I give a damn 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 could 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
You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to
Kim, hee-hee!"
I should download her audio on MP3
and show the whole
world how you gave Eminem VD [*AHHH!*]
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do
is annoy me
so I have been
sent here to destroy you [*bzzzt*]
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
and just might
be the next best thing but not quite me!
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only
givin 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
y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
and whether you
like to admit it [*ERR*] I just shit it
better
than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder how can kids
eat up these albums like valiums
It's funny; cause at the rate
I'm goin when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursin home flirting
Pinchin nurses asses when I'm jackin off with Jergens
And I'm jerkin 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, spittin on your
onion rings
[*HACH*] Or in the parkin 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 be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
and one more
time, loud as you can, how does it go?
[Chorus 2X]
[Eminem]
Ha ha
Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up
THE WAY I AM
[Eminem]
Whatever..
Dre, just let it
run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit
Aiyyo.. this
song is for anyone.. fuck it
Just shut up and listen, aiyyo..
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
MC 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 these sentences
Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off
of this chest
and I rest again
peacefully (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 (speak to me)..
I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in 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 tempt me
my tank is on empty (is on empty)..
No patience is in me and if you offend me
I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air
I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you (of all you)..
I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is
just me
[Chorus: Eminem]
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
Cause 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
[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be
bothered
with all of this
nonsense it's constant
And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content -
- the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten
responses"
And all of this controversy circles me
and it seems
like the media immediately
points a
finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or
pinkie
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, cause they full of shit too
When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school
and they blame
it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it's at
Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty
havin this
happenin (this happenin)..
then attack
Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way)..
But I'm glad cause they feed
me the fuel that I need for the fire
to burn and
it's burnin and I have returned
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I'm so sick and tired of bein admired
that I wish that
I would just die or get fired
and dropped from
my label and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.."
And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation
to cop me
rotation at rock'n'roll stations
And I just do not got the patience (got the patience)..
to deal with
these cocky caucasians who think
I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk
with an accent,
and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin
the same fuckin
questions (fuckin questions)..
What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who what when, the where, and the how
'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out
cause they drivin
me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it
I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for ev-ery 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
[Chorus (except change first word "And" to
"Cause")]
UNDER THE
INFLUENCE
[Eminem]
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 -
ha ha!
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two
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 five 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] Bitch it's too late
[Eminem] Cause once you're
hung from the drapes, it's curtains
[Swifty]
I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime known through the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my
'gators
My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge
an'
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face
[*BLAM*]
With 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 hidin, I make the president get a facelift
Niggaz 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
[Chorus: Eminem]
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, settin my preacher on fire
Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers
Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read
the flyer?
Special invited guest will 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.. [*needle pops*]
Lettin the record skip.. [*needle
pops*]
Lettin the record skip.. [*needle
pops*] (Damn!)
[*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on
beat*]
I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin
It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an
abortion
[*dog whines*] 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
All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom
[Proof]
Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass
crack
Weed laced with somethin [*gun cocks*] nigga pass that
In
At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats
Be your mom on publishin, get
your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
Run 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 they Jag jacked
and found
chopped up in a trash bag
[Kuniva]
We stranglin rappers until the point they can't yell
cause 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 nine 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 "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and it's polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin up players
thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
Brigade 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 Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva 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
[Kon Artis]
I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got caught sellin em shake
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 Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water
In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle 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
Driveby 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 niggaz runnin they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's
'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Haha.. suck
my motherfuckin dick
D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin
Dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin
husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McVeigh
The Kon Artis
The Kuniva
Dirty Harry
Haha, and Slim Shady..
WHO KNEW
I never knew I..
I never knew I..
Mic check one-two
I never knew I..
Who woulda knew?
I never knew I..
Who'da known?
I never knew I..
Fuck would've thought
I never knew I..
Motherfucker comes out
I never knew I..
and sells a
couple of million records
I never knew I..
And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling
I never knew I..
[Eminem]
I don't do black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires
screech*}
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!)
Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape
stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out
put it over your
mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how?
Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around
and hit the
hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out
(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up while the President gets his
dick sucked?
[*ewwww*] Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's
amusement
(The kids!)
But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't
parents
[Chorus: Eminem]
Cause I never knew
I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid
I never knew I'd, get him to
slit his wrist
I never knew I'd, get him to
hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid
I never knew I'd, get him to
slit his wrist
I never knew I'd, get him to
hit this bitch
[Eminem]
So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?)
I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs
over in
And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie
where he's shootin
all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi
I sees three little kids, up
in the front row,
screamin
"Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle
I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same
moms and dads
who got mad when
I asked if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear
What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old
daughter to wear?
(Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any
cuss words
when his bus
driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse
("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin
prick!")
And fuck was the first word I ever learned
up in the third
grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up, about how I used to get beat up
peed on, be on
free lunch, and change school every 3 months
My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?)
Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike
So how much easier would life be
if 19 million
motherfuckers grew to be just like me?
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I never knew I.. knew I'd..
have a new house
or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer
than you are
I don't got that bad of a
mouth, do I?
Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin
some trees (HEY!)
How many retards'll listen to me
and run up in
the school shootin when they're pissed at a
teach-er,
her, him, is it you is it them?
"Wasn't me, Slim Shady
said to do it again!"
Damn! How much
damage can you do with a pen?
Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been
if you woulda
been, in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought
that woulda made
you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it - I ain't know
if you'd do it or not
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
How the fuck was I supposed to know?
WITHOUT ME
[Intro (Obie Trice)]
"Obie Trice/Name No Gimmicks..."
[Refrain 1]
2 trailer park girls go round the outside
round the outside,
round the outside
[Repeat Refrain 1]
[Refrain 2]
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...
[Verse 1]
I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to
see
well if you want
Shady, this is what I'll give ya
a little bit
of me mixed with some hard liquor
some vodka
that'll jumpstart my heart quicker then a
shock when I get
shocked at the hospital by the Dr. when I'm not cooperating
when I'm rocking
the table while he's operating
you waited this
long now stop debating cuz I'm back,
I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your husbands heart problem's complicating
So the FCC wont 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, bum on your lips fuck that,
cum on your lips
and some on your tits and get ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits Fuck
YOU DEBBIE_!
[Chorus X2]
Now this looks like a job for me so everybody just
follow me
cuz we need a
little controversy,
cuz it feels so
empty without me
[Verse 2]
Little hellions kids feeling
rebellious
embarrassed,
their parents still listen to Elvis
they start
feeling the prisoners helpless,
'til someone comes along on a mission and yells
"bitch"
A visionary, vision is scary, could start a
revolution, pollutin the air waves a rebel
so let me just
revel an 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 [batman sound]
fix your bent
antennae tune it in and then I'm gonna
enter in and up
under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting 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 X2]
[Verse 3]
A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with anybody
who's talking this shit that shit.
Chris Kirkpatrick you can get your ass kicked
worse than them
little Limp Bizkit bastards, and Moby
you can get
stomped by Obie, you 36 year old bald headed fag blow me
You don't know me, you're too old let go its over,
nobody listens to techno
Now lets go, 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 the shit just seems, everybody only
wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm disgusting, but its 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 use 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'd be so empty without me
[Chorus X2]
(Hum dei dei la la Hum dei dei la la... la la la) [X2]
"Kids"