[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)
TOUS DROITS RESERVES EMINEM AS MARSHALL MATHERS & AFTERMATH