When I just a baby boy My momma used to tell me crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an man, She used to tell me he me But then I got a little bit And I realized, she was the one But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to it that's just the way she was
They said I can't rap bein' broke no more They ain't say I rap about coke no more Slut, you I won't choke no whore Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?! motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm the shit Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it Put your hands bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you I'm a pull you to bullet, and put it through you Shut up slut, causin' too much chaos Just over and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now raping his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Stone cover?" You god right bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two I invented violence, you vile volatile bitches Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn! Texas Chainsaw, left his all Danglin' from his neck, while his head hangs on Blood, guts, guns, Knives, lives, wives, nuns,
Bitch I'm a you! You don't want to fuck with me Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a to me Bitch I'm a kill you! You got the balls to beef We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I don't squash the
You kill me! I'm a be another rapper dead For off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a said But when they me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too! You ain't but a girl to me I said you don't, want to fuck Shady (cause why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha) I you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?) Shady, will fuckin' kill you
Bitch I'm a kill you! a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you In a with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the up! I'm tryin' to develop pictures of the Devil to sell 'em It ain't acid rap, I just rap on Got a new blow-up doll and just had a added Whoops! Is a subliminal hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize again Eminem offend? No! insult And if you ever give in to him, you him an impulse To do it again, then, if he does it probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth
Bitch I'm a kill you, I done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is after you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal ain't it Serial hidin' murder material In a cereal box on top of stereo Here we go again, we're out of our Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in
Eh-heh, why I say these things? Cause lady's keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the same threece! Twice? Whatever, I hate these Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh these Motherfuckers me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause their stink? that! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off pounds of her From principal to the student and counselor in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm air in your lungs to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go I go the machete O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's throat You faggots keep me on Til I you at knife point, then you beg me to stop? up! Give me your hands and feet I said shut up I'm talkin' to you You hear me? me!
Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies You know, I you