Chorus: repeat 2X
Hi! My name
is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)
My name is.. {scratches}
Slim Shady
Hi! My name
is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?)
My name is.. {scratches}
Slim Shady
Ahem.. excuse me!
Can I have the
attention of the class
for one second?
[Eminem]
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 that 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..)
And Dr. Dre said,
"Slim Shady you a basehead!"
Uh-uhhh!
"So why's your face red? Man you wasted!"
Well since age
twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
Cause 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!
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[Eminem]
My English teacher
wanted to flunk me in junior high
Thanks a lot,
next semester I'll be thirty-five
I smacked him
in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler
and stapled his
nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!)
Walked in the
strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender,
then stuck my dick in the tip cup
Extraterrestrial,
runnin over pedestrians
in a spaceship
while they screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!"
Ninety-nine percent
of my life I was lied to
I just found out
my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!)
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 your stands
and try to touch
your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)
This guy at White
Castle asked for my autograph
(Dude, can I get
your autograph?)
So I signed it:
'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!'
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[Eminem]
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 (Fuck that!)
I'll have to be
carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
(Huh yup!)
Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide
I just drank a
fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead)
All my life I
was very deprived
I ain't had a
woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
(Whoops!)
Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too)
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? (WAH!)
YOU AIN'T GOT
NO TITS! (WAHHH!)
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
Chorus
Tous Droits Réservés Eminem as Marshall Mathers & Aftermath 1999