[Eminem]
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When I was just a little baby boy,
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my momma used to tell me these crazy things
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She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
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she used to tell me he hated me
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But then I got a little bit older
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and I realized, she was the crazy one
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But there was nothin I could do or say to try to change it
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cause that's just the way she was
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They said I can't rap about bein broke no more
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They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more
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(AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
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til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?!
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(AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin
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Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it
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(AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you
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I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
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(AHHH!) Shut up slut, you're causin too much chaos
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Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
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"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore,
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snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
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You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late
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I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
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I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
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vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! [*chainsaw revs up*]
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Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
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danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on
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Blood, guts, guns, cuts
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Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
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[Chorus: Eminem]
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Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
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Girls neither - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
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Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
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We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef
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You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead
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for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
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But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me
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Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
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Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
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I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
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Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..
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[Eminem]
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Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
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in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
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Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
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I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
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I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid
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Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
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WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO!
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Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
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Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult
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And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse
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to do it again, THEN, if he does it again
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you'll probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th
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(Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
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I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
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A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times
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in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman?
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Serial killer hidin murder material
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in a cereal box on top of your stereo
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Here we go again, we're out of our medicine
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out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in
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[Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!")]
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[Eminem]
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Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
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Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams
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And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
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this eighty G's a week to say the same things TWEECE!
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TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things
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Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
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Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
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just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink?
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FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
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from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her
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from principal to the student body and counselor
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from in-school to before school to out of school
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I don't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air in your lungs
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just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it
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OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
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I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
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I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE
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You faggots keep eggin me on
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til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop?
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SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet
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I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you
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YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME!
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