Uhh, hell yea man, hm, oh fuck yeah When I'm not at home beating my shit to death I'm listening to The Madd Rapper's album This is Ken Kaniff and I'm still mad as hell Fuck you

I'm crazy with this razor, with this razor, I'm crazy With this crazor I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm crazy! (Okay, I'm reloaded) Go bring Jay-Z! (Tell them him I'ma ghostwrite for him) On Dre's beats Ran in the ladies' room naked in a blanket At the banquet and started to spank it (ahh) Came in the bank with a tank, fired a blank at the clerk And handcuffed her ankles to the safe and thanked her But I didn't take nothing (thanks) Every bullet came from the same gun, just from different angles Cause I was picking strange places to aim from (Man, I bet you fifty bucks you won't jump out the window, Shady) Crash (Ahhhh!!) pay me

Psyche! No bread, fucked up in the head Shot my girl and my sister cause I caught them in bed (Wait, wait, wait) I'm a crazy motherfucker, might shoot me a Fed Or I just might start a fistfight instead See as far as the dough go, I go loco See me pumpin' gas at your local Sunoco Stuck off the hydro, mixed with cocoa Jump turn styles, then run from po-po

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild hoes and bust slugs, we crazy Madd Rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is crazy! Life stinks, we don't give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild hoes and bust slugs, we crazy Madd Rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is crazy!

Yo, yo, I wish I'd been aborted, my pockets got a shortage Everything I wanna floss, I can't afford it I'm trying to sell a O, my pops trying to snort it My daughter's babysitter is about to be deported I'm mad cause I still stand in line for clubs Mad cause my Rottweiler still shits on the rugs (Goddammit Spike) Feeling kinda crazy now, I just might flip out Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I might trip out, like (Eh.... Oh... Dude Yo, this shit is crazy... oohhhh..... This is incredible... ohhh....) Fuck that, Slim, keep that for yourself You a crazy white dude and you need some help Word!

I got a beautiful wife, kids, and a gorgeous home What would make me jump in the tub with a cordless phone? I'm straight vicious, I hit you with plates and dishes Leave you with eight stitches What, I'm gay, cause I hate bitches? Slut, don't be nice to me, I've had it with girls And I'll still be mad at the world even if it apologized to me (sorry) You're hearing the last thoughts of a man About to blow his fucking brains out Fall back with a blood stained blouse On top of his spouse, spread out on a blood stained couch In front of his kids that he just killed in the same house I'm sicker than Boy George picturing Michael Jackson In little boys' drawers shopping at toy stores Shady said it, Shady meant it, I stay demented I'll throw a stroller at you, with a baby in it (Yeraraer!) Go ahead pull the plug, think I won't smack you I just dropped a fucking pill mom, don't vacuum

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild hoes and bust slugs, we crazy Madd Rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is crazy Life stinks, we don't give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild hoes and bust slugs, we crazy Madd Rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is crazy