Album: The Marshall Mathers LP Produced By: Dr Dre Recording Year: 2000
[ Intro ]
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 thatís just the way she was
[ Verse 1 ]
They said I canít rap about bein broke no more
They ainít say I canít rap about coke no more
Slut, you think I wonít choke no whore
Till the vocal cords donít work in her throat no more?
These motherfuckers are thinkin Iím playin
Thinkin Iím sayin the shit cause Iím thinkin it just to be sayin it
Put your hands down bitch, I ainít goní shoot you
Iíma pull you to this bullet, and put it through you
Shut up slut, youíre causin too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
ďOh, now heís raping his own mother, abusing a whore,
snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?Ē
You god damn right bitch, and now itís too late
Iím triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, vrinn!
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 ]
Bitch Iíma kill you! You donít wanna fuck with me
Girls neither Ė you ainít nuttin but a slut to me
Bitch Iíma kill you! You ainít got the balls to beef
We ainít goní never stop beefin I donít squash the beef
You better kill me! Iíma be another rapper dead
for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldníta said
But when they kill me Ė Iím bringin the world with me
Bitches too! You ainít nuttin but a girl to me
.. I said you donít, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
I said you donít, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..
[ Verse 2 ]
Bitch Iíma kill you! Like a murder weapon, Iíma conceal you
in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
Iím tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell Ďem
I ainít ďacid rap,Ē 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
youíll probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th
Bitch Iíma kill you, I ainít done this ainít the Chorus
I ainít 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 thatís normal ainít it Norman?
Serial killer hidin murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, weíre out of our medicine
out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in
[ Chorus ]
[ Verse 3]
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
Cause ladyís screams keep creepin in Shadyís dreams
And the way things seem, I shouldnít have to pay these shrinks
this eighty Gís a week to say the same things tweece
Twice? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I hope the weedíll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue with Ďem cause their ratings stink?
Fuck that! Iíll 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 donít even believe in breathin Iím leavin air in your lungs
just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it
Ok, Iím ready to go play I got the machete from OJ
Iím ready to make everyones throat 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 Iím talkin to you, you hear me? answer me
[ Chorus ]
Hahaha, Iím just playin ladies
You know I love you.