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yo, when i first heard The Marshall Mathers LP, i couldnt believe my ears.
me neither.
That album was a display of superb lyricism
Post the ILLEST EM line vol. RELAPSE IS COMING
me neither.
That album was a display of superb lyricism
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Originally Posted by blackmagnus514
yo, when i first heard The Marshall Mathers LP, i couldnt believe my ears.
Em show was better to me.
Honestly in my opinion it goes.
Em Show > SSLP =/= MMLP > Encore
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Here we go
I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some #!*%%%#+ sooner or later
You little haters are too jealous of us to love us
You ain't it
G-Unit made it
And Obie's comin
D-Twizzy's comin
You sick to your stomach
50% is 50 Cent
The other 50% is who's color skin it is
Well if you're even considering takin our label down
You better find our building and fly a %$*$@$! plane into it
But I ain't tryin to get too intriqette into it
I'm just tryin to give you a little hint for your own benefit
Cuz then it's gunna get to the point where it escalates into some other *@!%
Then Im a flip
Then Im a get to stompin in my Air Force One's
Won't be able to tell if it's two pairs or it's one
It's gunna feel like there's so many feet kickin you
You think that Nike just made these into cleat tennis shoes
I don't know what it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when these %$@*+'s try to push me
Thinkin they gon' put me in the position to pickle me
Ya'll tickle me pink
I think I'd just rather have pink tiggle me
Hickory dickory dock tickoty tock tickety a little bit of the diggity dock diggity
Mixed with a little bit of the jiga jig jiga
With a small pinch of Biggie
Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggity
I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some #!*%%%#+ sooner or later
You little haters are too jealous of us to love us
You ain't it
G-Unit made it
And Obie's comin
D-Twizzy's comin
You sick to your stomach
50% is 50 Cent
The other 50% is who's color skin it is
Well if you're even considering takin our label down
You better find our building and fly a %$*$@$! plane into it
But I ain't tryin to get too intriqette into it
I'm just tryin to give you a little hint for your own benefit
Cuz then it's gunna get to the point where it escalates into some other *@!%
Then Im a flip
Then Im a get to stompin in my Air Force One's
Won't be able to tell if it's two pairs or it's one
It's gunna feel like there's so many feet kickin you
You think that Nike just made these into cleat tennis shoes
I don't know what it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when these %$@*+'s try to push me
Thinkin they gon' put me in the position to pickle me
Ya'll tickle me pink
I think I'd just rather have pink tiggle me
Hickory dickory dock tickoty tock tickety a little bit of the diggity dock diggity
Mixed with a little bit of the jiga jig jiga
With a small pinch of Biggie
Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggity
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So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
You don't know **** so when you see one flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC
I stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crashed the spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
You forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain around the block to jog your ****** memory
It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his *** $*$*+#%#
If he's acting soft and he cowers
He better come cleaner then Jay Rue ****ing off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
fingers
But you can bring yours let's see what you got
But don't front and never try to be what you're not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And **** Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
Some might think im reaching but...
My favorite verse from any artist..EVER
You don't know **** so when you see one flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC
I stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crashed the spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
You forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain around the block to jog your ****** memory
It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his *** $*$*+#%#
If he's acting soft and he cowers
He better come cleaner then Jay Rue ****ing off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
fingers
But you can bring yours let's see what you got
But don't front and never try to be what you're not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And **** Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
Some might think im reaching but...
My favorite verse from any artist..EVER
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*yawns* forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on, I'ma end your career
And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothing to fall back on!
I'll throw you off of ten floors
Pull a %*!%!! headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waiting for this acid to seep in my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores
This %$+#$ wanted to blow me, I said it oughta happen
You swallow cum %$+#$? "No, but I brought a napkin"
Getting skully while I'm autographing
Got my daughter laughing cause I sent her mother whitewater rafting
I'm not a fact, I'ma proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-Haul screamin,
"Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't moving here!"
Lorena Bobbitt, come here, want a souvenir?
I've been high as #$%$, since I was a juvi-neer
Juvenile? same difference -- I need some 'caine
Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up to seven slain infants
(Oh my god!) brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on, I'ma end your career
And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothing to fall back on!
I'll throw you off of ten floors
Pull a %*!%!! headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waiting for this acid to seep in my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores
This %$+#$ wanted to blow me, I said it oughta happen
You swallow cum %$+#$? "No, but I brought a napkin"
Getting skully while I'm autographing
Got my daughter laughing cause I sent her mother whitewater rafting
I'm not a fact, I'ma proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-Haul screamin,
"Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't moving here!"
Lorena Bobbitt, come here, want a souvenir?
I've been high as #$%$, since I was a juvi-neer
Juvenile? same difference -- I need some 'caine
Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up to seven slain infants
(Oh my god!) brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
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Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a mother***** drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You !%*!#* do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-!%# it's just a....renegade.
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a mother***** drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You !%*!#* do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-!%# it's just a....renegade.
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Way to many to post...I'll post the 1st couple that come to mind.
So you can suck my #%%$ if you don't like, my $%@+
Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my #%%$ - ha ha!
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young @@% man with a trash can strapped to the back of his @@%
so the rats can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him
I'm like a ++##*! wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin the @+@+ outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the ++##*! handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin
[Swifty] @!*%! it's too late
[Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
I'm zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo
Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint
A lyricist without a clue, what year is this?
@+@+ a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this
Livin amuk, never givin a @+@+
Gimme the keys I'm drunk, and I've never driven a truck
But I smoke dope in a cab
I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab
Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!)
A killer instinct runs in the blood
Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud
I've calmed down now -- I was heavy once into drugs
I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz
My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn
The rest of my body's still bein operated on
I'm ducked the @+@+ down while I'm writin this rhyme
Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna help
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin for hell like hell $%@+ I'm anxious as hell
Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
'til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - @+@+, now I could give a @+@+ less
What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"
Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I-
-T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
Can't wait 'til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips @!*%!, what, my mouth isn't workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
Here, let me turn this %*#@!!%+%%*% up right now
Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,
never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one,
and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin',
took the image of a thug, kept $%@+ appealin',
willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death,
never live to regret what I said,
when you're me, people just want to see,
if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do,
so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill,
when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real,
in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation,
any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it,
if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets,
pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, *******,
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze...
So you can suck my #%%$ if you don't like, my $%@+
Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my #%%$ - ha ha!
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young @@% man with a trash can strapped to the back of his @@%
so the rats can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him
I'm like a ++##*! wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin the @+@+ outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the ++##*! handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin
[Swifty] @!*%! it's too late
[Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
I'm zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo
Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint
A lyricist without a clue, what year is this?
@+@+ a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this
Livin amuk, never givin a @+@+
Gimme the keys I'm drunk, and I've never driven a truck
But I smoke dope in a cab
I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab
Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!)
A killer instinct runs in the blood
Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud
I've calmed down now -- I was heavy once into drugs
I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz
My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn
The rest of my body's still bein operated on
I'm ducked the @+@+ down while I'm writin this rhyme
Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna help
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin for hell like hell $%@+ I'm anxious as hell
Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
'til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - @+@+, now I could give a @+@+ less
What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"
Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I-
-T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
Can't wait 'til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips @!*%!, what, my mouth isn't workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
Here, let me turn this %*#@!!%+%%*% up right now
Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,
never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one,
and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin',
took the image of a thug, kept $%@+ appealin',
willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death,
never live to regret what I said,
when you're me, people just want to see,
if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do,
so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill,
when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real,
in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation,
any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it,
if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets,
pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, *******,
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze...
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Welcome to D-Block
Drips
Drips
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Yeah...... but...Originally Posted by thagreatj
One of the Greatest Rappers ever, just hope he can make it back to where he once was...
as far as lines....no need.My only Em verse I like
And every, thing''s spinning
You're beginning to think women are swimming in pink linen again in a ??sink??
Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is FINISHED
You are now allowed to officially slap %%@@*#@
Flow-nominal maybe?
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what are good eminem mixtapes to get besides all of his real albums and other songs?
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Bend_The_Knee
formerly gotholesinmysocks
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Eminems verse off the track "Hellbound"
Yo.. Slim Shady!
Yo.. I'll $++#$#.. I'll..
I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)
Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to
The only key that I see to defeat you
would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
and force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe
I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
you'll think I pulled the $++#$# ground out from underneath you
(+@*%+!) I ain't no $++#$# G, I'm a cannibal
I ain't tryin to shoot you,
I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you
Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!)
+%!+ the planet, until it spins on a broken axis
I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gasses
and close it back with a lit match in it
while I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments
Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes
Yo.. Slim Shady!
Yo.. I'll $++#$#.. I'll..
I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)
Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to
The only key that I see to defeat you
would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
and force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe
I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
you'll think I pulled the $++#$# ground out from underneath you
(+@*%+!) I ain't no $++#$# G, I'm a cannibal
I ain't tryin to shoot you,
I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you
Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!)
+%!+ the planet, until it spins on a broken axis
I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gasses
and close it back with a lit match in it
while I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments
Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes
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too many to name, the hellbound verse was crazy
and he bodied the freestyle icantfeelmyface posted
anyone remember this? not that long ago
and he bodied the freestyle icantfeelmyface posted
anyone remember this? not that long ago
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Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And **** Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
love that line
Bend_The_Knee
formerly gotholesinmysocks
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Eminems verse off "Get Back" Feat. D-12
I'm disappointed in my dentist appointment
He only gave me the %@@#$% gas for thirty minutes this mornin
Went to the hospital to get a chest X-ray
Checked out the next day in a dress wit a sex change
I'm havin a bad day
My %@@#$% dad's gay, I hate %*%%, and I'm %@@#$% mad cuz I don't have AIDS
All I want to do is die
I tried suicide six times and couldn't even do it right
Collapsed, had a relapse and called three cabs
And had to be dragged back to rehab wit bloody kneecaps
Enrolled myself in a twelve-step program
Tripped on the first step and got pinned down in a chokeslam
I swear to God, this 'Pac poster comes any closer
I'm kickin this whole %@@#$% wall over
Two more shots and it's all over
I'm all over this wall, tryin not to fall over
I'm disappointed in my dentist appointment
He only gave me the %@@#$% gas for thirty minutes this mornin
Went to the hospital to get a chest X-ray
Checked out the next day in a dress wit a sex change
I'm havin a bad day
My %@@#$% dad's gay, I hate %*%%, and I'm %@@#$% mad cuz I don't have AIDS
All I want to do is die
I tried suicide six times and couldn't even do it right
Collapsed, had a relapse and called three cabs
And had to be dragged back to rehab wit bloody kneecaps
Enrolled myself in a twelve-step program
Tripped on the first step and got pinned down in a chokeslam
I swear to God, this 'Pac poster comes any closer
I'm kickin this whole %@@#$% wall over
Two more shots and it's all over
I'm all over this wall, tryin not to fall over
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nice to see Em back to the game. really miss Em in past few years.
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"How Come" from D12 World
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I don't do black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*}
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!)
*%*#, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the %+*% way down, waitin to straight jump out
put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how?
Take my !*@+#@ eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look - I'll burn your !*@+#@ house down, circle around
and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out
(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his @%+% sucked?
{*ewwww*} %+*% that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement
(The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents
So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?)
I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London
And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie
where he's shootin all sorts of these %%@%%!%@##@!% with a uzi
I sees three little kids, up in the front row,
screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle
I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads
who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear
What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear?
(Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words
when his bus driver's screamin at him, !*@+#@ him up worse
("Go sit the %+*% down, you little !*@+#@ prick!")
And %+*% was the first word I ever learned
up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up, about how I used to get beat up
peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months
My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?)
%@+%%* up after I beat her !*@+#@ *$@ every night, Ike
So how much easier would life be
if 19 million %%@%%!%@##@!% grew to be just like me?
I never knew I.. knew I'd..
have a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are
I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I?
%+*% *%*# *$@ +#!!+ #+@*, shooby-de-doo-wop (whoops!)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!)
How many ******s'll listen to me
and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach
-er, her, him, is it you is it them?
"Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!"
Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen?
Man I'm just as %@+%%* up as you woulda been
if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought
that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not
I make fight music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*}
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!)
*%*#, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the %+*% way down, waitin to straight jump out
put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how?
Take my !*@+#@ eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look - I'll burn your !*@+#@ house down, circle around
and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out
(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his @%+% sucked?
{*ewwww*} %+*% that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement
(The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents
So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?)
I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London
And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie
where he's shootin all sorts of these %%@%%!%@##@!% with a uzi
I sees three little kids, up in the front row,
screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle
I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads
who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear
What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear?
(Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words
when his bus driver's screamin at him, !*@+#@ him up worse
("Go sit the %+*% down, you little !*@+#@ prick!")
And %+*% was the first word I ever learned
up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up, about how I used to get beat up
peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months
My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?)
%@+%%* up after I beat her !*@+#@ *$@ every night, Ike
So how much easier would life be
if 19 million %%@%%!%@##@!% grew to be just like me?
I never knew I.. knew I'd..
have a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are
I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I?
%+*% *%*# *$@ +#!!+ #+@*, shooby-de-doo-wop (whoops!)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!)
How many ******s'll listen to me
and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach
-er, her, him, is it you is it them?
"Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!"
Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen?
Man I'm just as %@+%%* up as you woulda been
if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought
that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not
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the one man on the planet that'll drive off the grand canyon
jump out of a grand dam and land in it hand standin
any man plannnin to battle
will get snatched out his clothes so fast he'll like a invisible man standin
jump out of a grand dam and land in it hand standin
any man plannnin to battle
will get snatched out his clothes so fast he'll like a invisible man standin
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Nice avy dunkjunkie954
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The Lyric:
"Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing, Im'ma a start laying any of these %^*r#$@! *&#$%#@."
from Dont Push Me by 50 Cent ft Eminem and Lloyd Banks
Translation
"Seriously, I'm gonna start having sex with dudes"
"Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing, Im'ma a start laying any of these %^*r#$@! *&#$%#@."
from Dont Push Me by 50 Cent ft Eminem and Lloyd Banks
Translation
"Seriously, I'm gonna start having sex with dudes"
piff marley
Banned
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I didn't check to see if this was posted.
If it was, it's worth the repost.
If it was, it's worth the repost.
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Aiyyo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming pills or roaches, we sprayed and disinfects
and twist the necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hit's a snare and bass in a track *@$*#% up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
I'm Infinite
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, some fruit to stomp,and then two feet to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the only one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
!%@$ around and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My a capella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
To get your brain relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming pills or roaches, we sprayed and disinfects
and twist the necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hit's a snare and bass in a track *@$*#% up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
I'm Infinite
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, some fruit to stomp,and then two feet to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the only one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
!%@$ around and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My a capella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite