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other eminem lyrics
Low, Down, Dirty - Slim Shady EP
No One's Iller - Slim Shady EP
Murder Murder - Slim Shady EP
Bad Influence - End of Days soundtrack
Any Man - Soundbombing 2
Bad Guys Always Die - Wild Wild West soundtrack
3 Verses - Eminem
Just Rhymin' Wit Proof - Eminem
Wake Up Show Freestyle - Eminem
My Fault
I Remember
Off The Wall - Nutty Professor II Soundtrack
My Name Is (Edited Verson)
Forgot About Dre
Rap Superstar
Hellbound
Don't Approach Me
Fuck Off
Nuttin To Do
Stir Crazy
The Last Hit
If I Get Locked Up Tonite
Rush Ya Clique
Bad Guys Always Die
My Name Is (Bootleg Version)
My Name Is (Video Edit)
Without Me
Without Me (Clean Version)

  LOW, DOWN, DIRTY Back to Top 
Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo "Murder Murder Redrum" Brain size of a bread crumb Which drug will I end up dead from Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be related?" Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was little'er Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her Chorus (x2): I'm low down and I'm shifty! (And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him and ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from..) I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'ma let your grandpa hit it Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage Losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage Smoked out like Eckridge Band just making my neck itch What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic violence Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking? If all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in Chorus My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England I'm out the game, put the second string in This Brandy got my swinging Bobbing back and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?" "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit." It was predicted by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic Living off liquid Triametic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying, God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to ER ASAP for and IV Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal ball of tricks But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks Chorus NO ONE'S ILLER THAN ME Back to Top
[Bizarre] Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha No one's iller than me (wha?) No one, no one is iller than me No one is iller than me It's Mr. Swifty from the 313... [Swift] I make rappers wanna turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they fingers Bring this competition and face this meanin' Got your whole crew doing subpeonas Hell nah you ain't seen a crew genius Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters Keep it close, you can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin' bail Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin' trials Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they bowels Everything is foul when Swift's around, vacate now Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how? I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight wild Niggas steady fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW! It's Swifty from the 313 Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh! [Bizarre] Me and Eminem and Mike Drivin' down Van Dyke Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin' Last week this old man I had to blast Cuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook Fuckin' with the white boys got me back on crack Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at I done lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good! Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route Throwin' bottles at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"! My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece Cuz she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece No one, no one's iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313 [Eminem] Nobody better test me, cuz I don't wanna get messy Especially when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugs True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs Down a fifth, crack open a six I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got boyfriends Who gives a fuck who they was I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J does They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they Fuzz? We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz Mics get sandblasted Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up when I ran past it Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a handbasket Talkin' shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic Get your damn ass kicked, by these fantastic Furious four motherfuckers Flashin' in front of your face without the Grand Masters Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller than me [Fuzz] I run shit like an ass with legs Massive lead to leave your cabbage red Similar to your ass in a casket dead Drastic spread of acid heads Come to abort you like a bastard egg That trash you said got you standin' on plastic legs Ask the feds from past the edge Rockin' the most classic threads Flashin' bread, roll down the window Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red You can get 'til that ass get red Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem Never writer's block, I block writers My block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK! And got drop kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..." Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop pick Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits I shoot a rocket through your optic You niggaz still don't know the top pick? I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass And have you shittin' socks bitch! We rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot split Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits (No one...) Ain't nobody iller than me [Bizzare] It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me It's Eminem and Swift from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313 You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees! From the home of potholes and trash We'll lyrically blast... MURDER MURDER Back to Top
CHORUS All I see is murder murder, my mind state - [2Pac] Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate - [Swift] All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! (2x) Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman Fuck a peace plan of citizen bystands But shit is in my hands, here's your life span For what your life's worth this money is twice than Grab a couple grand and live a nice land See I'm a nice man but money turned me to Satan I'm thirsty for this green so bad I'm dehydratin' Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitin' Shot a man twice in the back when he tried escapin' I want the whole plot, I won't be denied nathan Maybe I need my head inside straightened Brain contemplatin', clean out the register Dip before somebody catches ya Or gets ya description an' sketches ya The connection was the prime suspect But I ain't set to flee the scene of the crime just yet Cuz I got a daughter to feed And $200 ain't enough to water the seed The best thing would be for me to leave Taco Bell an' hit up Chess King And have the lady at the desk bring Money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin' the Mac Cooperate and we can operate and save an attack This bitch tried escapin' the jack Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wrote You barely heard a word as she choked It wasn't nuttin' for her to be smoked But I slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke Just then the pigs bust in yellin' "Freeze!" But I'm already wanted for sellin' keys And bunch of other felonies from A to Z like spellin' bees So before I dropped to the ground and fell on knees I bust shots, they bust back Hit the square in the chest, he wasn't wearin' a vest CHORUS 2x Left the house, pullin' out the drive backin' out Need a backin' out this lady's Jag started blackin' out Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face Shut ya yackin' mouth before I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp Drug her by her hair, smacked her up Thinkin' fuck it, mug her while you're there, jacked her up Stole her car, made a profit Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the window Like the girl on Set It Off did Jetted off kid, stole the whip, now I'm a criminal Drove in thru somebody's yard, dove into they swimmin' pool Climbed out and collapsed on the patio I made it out alive but I'm injured badly though Parents screamin': "Son, go in and call the police Tell 'em there's a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!" Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap up Run in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuff Actin' like they never seen nobody hit a nick before Smashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64 When they sell out in stores the price triples I ran up the block jumpin' kids on tricycles And colliding with an 80-year old lady with groceries There goes the cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties Stood up and started to see stars Too many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police cars Barely escaped, must-a been some dumb luck Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin' dump truck But I think somebody seen me maybe Plus I lost the damn Nintendo and I must-a dropped the Beanie Baby Fuck it I give up, I'm surrounded in blue suits Came out with a white flag hollerin' "TRUCE TRUCE!" Surrendered my weapon to cops Wasn't me! It was the gangsta rap and the peppermint Schnopps CHORUS 2x CHORUS scratches to fade out BAD INFLUENCE Back to Top
{Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it (repeat all 2x) [Eminem] Hand me an .8 Beam me up and land me in space I'ma sit on top of the world {I'm here} And shit on Brandy and Mase I'm more than ill Scarier than a white journalist in a room with Lauryn Hill {ahhh} Human horror film But with a lot funnier plot And people goin' feel me cuz I'ma still be the mad rapper whether I got money or not {yup} As long as I'm on pills, and I got plenty of pot I'll be in a canoe paddlin' makin' fun of your yacht But I would like an award For the best rapper to get one mic in The Source And a wardrobe I can afford Otherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a Ford And you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicadin for Everybody's pissin' me off; even a No Limit tank looks like a middle finger sideways flippin' me off No shit I'm a grave danger to my health Why else would I kill you and jump in a grave and bury myself {Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin' to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it {Just let it go!} (repeat all 2X) [Eminem] I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrolling corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action than Rosco beating James Tar Senior Across the back with vacuum cleaner attachments {ouch ouch} I grew up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth With a fucked up childhood, that I used as an excuse And ain't shit changed, I kept the same mindstate since the third time that I failed 9th grade You probably think that I'm a negative person Don't be so sure of it I don't promote violence, I just encourage it {c'mon} I laugh at the sight of death As I fall down a cement flight of steps (ahhhh) And land inside a bed of spider webs So throw caution to the wind, you and a friend Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again Shit, why not? Blow your brain out I'm blowing mine out Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now {Just let it go} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin' to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it {Just pull the plug!} (repeat all 2X) [Eminem] My basic disk will make you take a razor into your wrist Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad to sew you back would be a waste of stitches I'm not a "Role Model," I don't wanna babysit kids I got one little girl, and Hailey Jade is Shady's business And Shady's just an alias I made to make you pissed off Where the fuck were you when Gil was payin me to dishwash I make a couple statements and now look how crazy shit got You may be gettin' a bigger attitude than maybe Kim's got And the shit's almost got the same fate that Grady's bitch got I know that "Just the Two of Us" would make you hate me this much And Just the Two of Us That ain't got shit to do with us and our personal life It's just words on a mic. So you can call me a punk, a pervert or a chauvinist pig But the funny shit is that I still go with the bitch ANY MAN Back to Top
[Eminem] Hi! Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your face Came in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with Mase I laced the weed with insect repellant, better check the smelly Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling with a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple I got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam's apple Somebody dropped me on my head, and I was sure that my mother did it, but the bitch won't admit it was her I slit her stomach open with a scalpel when she was six months and said, "I'm ready now bitch - ain't you feelin these kicks cunt?" The world ain't ready for me yet, I can tell I'll probably have a cell next to the furnace in hell I'm sick of these sperm cells with syphillis germs and I'm hotter than my dick is, when I piss and it burns I kick you in the tummy until you sick to your stomach and vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it (Yuck!) Hit you in the head with a brick til you plummet If y'all don't like me, you can suck my dick til you numb it And all that gibberish you was spittin, you need to kill it Cause your style is like dyin in my sleep, I don't feel it Chorus: Eminem Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha? Is fuckin crazy -- hello, hi! Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin is fuckin crazy -- do you hear me? Is fuckin crazy [Eminem] I'm ice grillin you, starin you down with a gremlin grin I'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gym I'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake alias to save me with in case I get chased by space aliens A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium than a maniac Saudi Arabian A highly combustible head, spazmatic strapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bed Laid up in the hospital in critical condition I flatlined; jumped up and ran from the mortician High speed, IV full of thai weed Lookin Chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamese twins, joined at the groin like lesbians Uhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pins I hope God forgives me for my sins -- it probably all depends on if I keep on killin my girlfriends Chorus: Eminem Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha? Is fuckin crazy -- listen!! Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Is fuckin crazy [Eminem] Last night I O.D.'d on rush, mushrooms and dust and got rushed to the hospital to get my system flushed (Shucks!) I'm an alcoholic and that's all I can say I call in to work, cause all I do is frolic and play I swallow grenades, and take about a bottle a day of Tylenol 3, and talk about how violent I'll be (RRARRRRH) Give me eleven Excederin my head'll spin Medicine'll get me revvin like a 747 jet engine Scratched my balls til I shredded skin "Doctor, check this rash, look how red it's been" "It's probably AIDS!" Forget it then I strike a still pose and hit you with some ill flows that don't even make sense, like dykes usin dildos So reach in your billfolds, for ten ducats and pick up this Slim Shady shit that's on Rawkus Somethin somethin somethin, somethin I get weeded My daughter scribbled over that rhyme, I couldn't read it Damn! BAD GUYS ALWAYS DIE Back to Top
The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG*} Ha ha, riiiiide.. [Dr. Dre] All you see is the sun, reflectin off of the gun I'm ready for the showdown, that go down at one Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now I'ma show you how real cowboys get down I'm polishin gold, waitin for this drama to unfold I got a {blunt} rolled Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs cold It's time to reload this old .45 colt The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty It's passed noon, he should be here soon Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs Sounds like a thousand wolves I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze I pose like a poster, he's closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty but I'ma put thirty inside him and leave early And just when I went to fill him with hot lead I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said [Eminem] You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again but I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge? Then don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you I'm tellin the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you.. Chorus: {unknown singer} You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun But life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride til there ain't no place to hide It's sad cause the bad guys always die [Dr. Dre] + (Eminem) He was "Shady," I seen by the look on his face He said take ten paces {shit} I took eight Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain My {shit} went bang but it only fired a blank, he said (You need bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick*} I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs We both drew at the same time and stood stunned (Go ahead, shoot me, but I'm not the one you want) I figured he was tellin the truth, that's why I didn't shoot So what we gon' do, it's on you (Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group?) The Chronic! (Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two) (And plus I know who's got it) Who? (Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two) Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle Hid two pieces of gold inside of my saddle We rolled two miles until we hit the spot An old ghost town that everybody forgot A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot Slim grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot) (Eminem) This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless He's goin around sayin he took the game from us [Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin] But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomach He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs Plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads Our mission - is to get him to stop layin eggs And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps [Dr. Dre] I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers Kicked the swingin doors in, started gun slinging I could hear somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang," and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin" I said "It's Dre's Day," and started to spray Against 1800, he pulls a AK Hollow tips started flyin every which way (Eminem) That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge I fired the first shot, spun his body around He hit the ground and landed upside down Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} that's rolled Chorus 2X Always die.. The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG*} Ha ha, riiiiide.. 3 VERSES Back to Top
I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless Patrolling corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments I grew up in the wild hood As a hazardous youth With a fucked up childhood That I used as an excuse And aint shit changed But kept the same mindstate Since the third time that I failed 9th grade You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it I don't promote violence I just encourage it I laugh at the sight of death As I fall down a cement flight of steps And land inside a bed of spider webs So throw caution to the wind You and a friend Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again Shit, why not? Blow your brain out I'm blowing mine out Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now It's only fair to warn I was born with a set of horns And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board That smashed into your Honda Accord With a 4 door Ford But a more toward droppin an accapella The choppa fella The mozarella Worse than a hellacopta propella Got you locked in the cella With your skeleton showing Developing anorexia While I'm standin next to ya Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death With an IV in your veins Feeding you liquid darvicet Pumping you full of drugs Pull the plugs On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs Who were picked up in an ambulance And driven To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants And given A less than 20 percent chance Of living Have a possible placement It's a hospital patient Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement Doctor Kevorkian has arrived To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!" Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth Better call the fire department I've hired a arson To set fire to carpet And burn up your entire apartment I'm a liar to start shit Got your bitch wrapped around my dick So tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg Go to bed with the keg wake up with the 40 Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead No more said case closed end of discussion I'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustion Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas Cross the bombas We blowin up your house killing your parents and coming back to get your foster mommas And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus Cause I aint making no more threats I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets I'm more or less sick in the head Maybe more cause I smoked crack today, yesterday, and the day before sabbath Walk the block with a labrador Strapit more corral for war than El Salvador Foul style galore Verbal cow manure Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure JUST RHYMIN' WIT PROOF Back to Top
[Eminem] [Eminem] Are we supposed to shut up or talk...I'll cut your butt up and walk... Around with my ass showing all over the fuckin town [Proof] ....Then You get done up in chalk Yo.... [Eminem] We ready...we ready .. we ready.. we ready ? Ready to hold it steady....Speakin of hold it steady.... You can hold my nuts steady and then.... I can stick my dick in you like a machette...If you're a girl... If you're a girl then you're my world...And I will kill anybody... That means... you, her or him It doesnt matter cuz I'm Eminem And I'm Slim...I'm also slim and your future's Whim [Proof] Ha ha....don't stop D-12 y'all...yea we bust it off the top We get in that ass Preparation-H style Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!) Everybody tryina tell us to wait now You look dumb as fuck...Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown (hahaha) Tryin to dance around How the fuck it feel lock in hand set now Sever your style .. Divide and Parish Part ish...when my cart is bustin thru this... Wassup to Bizzare Kid Targets get hit and liftoff Here it is we bout to rip off Lick shots...no time...we gettin dick snot Emzy... [Eminem] Speakin of lift off.... I'm blastin off...your ass is soft...so I'm startin to jack off Cuz I'm so horny...and your lyrics are so corny That they bore me and I woke up too late this morning Or too early...wait a minute there goes Shirley... The girly I fucked last year when her hair was curly Couldnt remember it cuz I was Infinite And I met ken Kaniff in Connecticut He said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down And he said â??I like youâ??...and then he walked up and said â?? let me snake bite youâ?? And I said hell no...kicked him with my shell toe... Gave him a elbow...Ayo Proof ...go.... [Proof] Yo it's the D to the 1 - 2 What you wanna get done to... Your chest plate...eradicate Get your flesh ate...easily done..Here it is... Freestyle...no need to write shit...cuz when we write shit Y'all like to bite shit...that why street light up when we write stuff It's time to be the champions at this...it's D-12 1-2 True crew...Slim Shady and Big proof Knockin over Igloos in Alaska when we blast ya A massacre creator, one time for data Darker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equator It's time to get down one time for those that dont know us Girls wanna blow us like Monica....Lewinsky Come against me... [Eminem] Go and see I'm an invincible Mc If you dont believe it then you wanna try to convince me That you're doper than me...which we'll hope You would hope to be....but hopefully I will rock globaly And nationwide...thats why my ass is wide Thats why your ass just died on the passanger side... Like a fuckin ride...when it got shot up by a drive by When I drove by 5 times and gave it five tries And still missed it I got a fuckin mental illness a gentle stillness... Violence...complete silence is what I need in the room while I freestyle What I need is to do...what is need is smoke weed and brew And......smoke brew ? You don't smoke brew... If you do I'll choke you and then I garauntee I'll out smoke you You're crew's a joke too and i can stick my dick in a bitch and poke you.... [Proof] Stick it in there....rock with my cock on sky rock Knock ya eye out the sock...(sock) Get..(get) yeah we come to rock....(it) So don't get in the way cuz we gon drop....(shit) Now how you feel right now we bust yo..op....(tic)....(tock) We lunatics with mics and we dont stop we come to rock The dirty dozen is non-stop.. To the top from tree tops to ewoks that pop Reeboks And men with pre-ops Yo now there is 3-Pac's Master P....Thug Life and now it's 2pac Get back to that one...here goes the rhyme that you dropped... [Eminem] The rhyme that I dropped is stickin up IHOP In high tops and walking around like a one eyed Cyclops And you can't see me....I only got one eye and I can still see you You can even give it a dumb try...If you're a dumb guy then come try this But I rock the microphone with my flyness So get off my jock..get of my cock..when I sky rock ...it in sky rock..shit...bitch [Proof] Ayo...a lot of people always try to tell us...that we gona be better or failrues But me or slim yo you cant tell me... You try to freestyle son we gon put these verses on your Lp Slow down with that old stuff....I heard the most of y'all is Mos Def [Eminem] My Lp...my whole Lp...tha last one was screaming help me You couldnt melt me if you was Vanilla Ice...Yo guess what.... My Nuuuuuuuuutz Here I go with the lyrical miracle...spiritual spirital...you dont wanna hear it tho I rickety rock the micrphone Don't do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid...I knew it I take a beat and loop it...i take a beat and troop it What the fuck did that mean...I dont know but i got phat jeans on And I already said that but I dont know where my head's at All I wanna do is go back to the hotel and know where my bed's at [Proof] yo wheres the beds at so we can relax and catch Ease Y'all dont want none of tha dirty Deez >From the 3-1 its for the three of thirds One third Mc yo we smoke y'all like herbs Under the curb early morn take it to born Y'all get broke up...put back together ...re-enacment Some times you see this...you just a faggot No need to tag it...wit more loot that Jimmy Swagart [Eminem] Faggot....uh oh...was that homophobic... But no one knows it...and I'm so homophobic I wont even throw clothes in the Closet Fuck it...I've lost it....I'm holocausted...see my face it's written all acrossed it This beer makes me wanna disappear this year I'm so high I'm bout to die...and I'm so tired I'm bout to fry You're so fired you're down [Proof] Hey....it's me...it's the hamster man... Coming all the way from Amsterdam.... And I come to tell you all a little secret..... So you can ........eat it ....you got to grab your crackers {mumbling} [Eminem] Quit spittin your writ shit bitch I'll kill you and kick you In your motherfuckin dick and your clit...you little pussy Hermaphardite with no apettite And you aint rappin right but you was taking rapid bites Of my dick when you was on it...my brain is haunted I walk up in a place in a t shirt wit my stains on it But i dont give a damn...give a fuck...give a shit...give a hell give a piss give a dick give a lick [Proof] Yea....live and direct it's us You better back up... [Eminem] You better back up before I jack off Back off before I jack off [Proof] You better back off before he jack off (laughing) You better back off before I jack off [Eminem] Colder than Jack Frost...smack you across your face While I'm still jackin off Sittin in the closet beatin my shit Aint got nuttin else to do cuz I'm thinkin of a bitch Wait a minute ...oh shit she's here... Look who walked in the door....come in it's Britney Spears (Ken Kaniff) Oh....come here little girl come here little girl [Eminem] What happened? (I dunno) We stopped rappin (Oh it's Clappin) Gun clappin...and all I need is one napkin to wipe the cum off When I come off with the drum off Whatever the hell that meant...but I can still speak wit a accent A french accent Excuse my french but Suck my dick touche le le poo...uhh....bitch [Proof] Bonjuor...I'm here with the cure...Oh yea lets rock it for the drawer Hey Em...how you doin this is me...The Em jock...get off my... Damn cock .....laughing.... [Eminem] Yo while you're spraying verbs...you aint even fuckin saying words (THuuuG) Pronounce your words right...and you can ride around curbs And bounce your hebrs tight What the fuck ? Yo put another beat on before you get peed on Hi...Hi.... My name is ...my name is...my name is... Slim Shady...Slim Shady...Bitch you're little just like that Kim lady And I'm in sky rock radio...the shadiest bro on the radio But you dont hear me tho..... WAKE UP SHOW FREESTYLE Back to Top
[Eminem] Yo, speed racer, 97' burgundy Blazer Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer I'm on some low ish, I'm fed up wit the being broke ish I'm not to joke wit Bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it My brains dusted; I'm disgusted at all my habits Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets Loosing battles to wack rappers 'cause I'm always too blunted Walkin' up in the cypher smokin', talkin' like, "Who want it?" Thug and crook; every drug in the book I've done it My 9's at your frame,is that your chain? Run it Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor? Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your Progressive pager Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer Stole your mom's Acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her ( Right right right ! ! ! ) (( Ding ! ! ! )) The doctors you'll need after our battle are known as psychiatrics I'll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you, and I'ma make sure you come back for it So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses ( Ooh ) ..Take em' on long vacation trips Kidnappin' em' and trappin' em' in abusive relationships Mess up your face and lips Slit your stomach and watch your gut split Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit ((Laughter)) Mama don't you cry, your son's too far gone I'm so high, I don't even know what label I'm on I'm messed up, feelin' like an over worked plumber I'm sick of the crap, what's Dr. Kevorkian's phone number? ( Ha.. Hot )

My Fault Back to Top
* Eminem does the voices of all characters in the song *

[G] Eminem as Susan (the girl)
[D] Eminem as Dave
[J] Eminem as John
[R] Eminem as Ron

Chorus: repeat 2X

I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault

[Eminem]
I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave
And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved
A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up
with first aid tape and raped on the first date
Susan -- an ex-manic depressive who just moved from Houston
who love booze and alternative music (Whattup?)
Told me she was starvin, I said it wasn't a problem (Nah!)
I got a coupon for this pizza with everything on it
We can double the mushrooms and minus the sausage
[G] I'm allergic to fungus
Come on Sue, that's nonsense
Who's at the door?? Pizza man!
Who ordered pizza? Wasn't it yours? Nuh uh
[G] If you got it with double mushrooms on it then I don't want it
Shutup Susan I'll pick em off it
Oh hell, I might as well try it, I'll be alright
Susan you just swallowed the wrong slice!!

Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" at the end
2nd repeat same as original Chorus

"Yo Sue!"
[G] Get away from me, I don't know you
Oh shoot, she's tripping..
[G] I need to go puke!! (Bleahh!)
I wasn't tryin to turn this into somethin major
I just wanted to make you appreciate flavor
Susan, stop cryin, I don't hate ya
I'm sorry your father used to chase you and spank you with hangers
So what they locked you in the attic in your dad's house?
That ain't no reason to start wiggin and spaz out
She said,
[G] Help me I think I'm havin a seisure!
I said, "You're breaking out in hives, let go of the pizza!"
"Would you put it down you're startin to scare me"
She said,
[G] I'm twenty-six years old and I'm not married
I don't even have any kids and I can't cook
(Hello!) I'm over here Sue, (hi) you're talkin to the plant, look!
We need to get to a hospital 'fore it's too late
Cause I never seen no-one eat as many shrooms as you ate

Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "Whoops!" after first line
and "It was an accident!" at the end
2nd repeat same as original Chorus

Susan (wait!) Where you goin? You better be careful
[G] Leave me alone dad, I'm sick of gettin my hair pulled
I'm not your dad, quit tryin to swallow your tongue
Want some gum? Put down the scissors, 'fore you do somethin dumb
I'll be right back just chill baby please?
I gotta go find Dave he majored in allergies
"John, where's Dave at before I bash you?"
[J] He's in the bathroom; I think he's takin a crap dude!
"Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an ambulance
There's a girl upstairs talkin to plants
choppin her hair off, and there's only two days left
of Spring Break, how long do these things take to wear off?"
[D] Well it depends on how many pieces she ate
Just one, with double mushrooms by mistake
Now she's upstairs cryin out her eyeballs, breaking out in hives"
[D] She's gonna die dude
"I know and it's my fault!"
[D] My god!!!

Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" after second line
and "What do I do?" at the end
2nd repeat same as original Chorus

My God, I'm so sorry!
I'm so sorry! Susan please wake up!
Please! Please wake up!! What are you doing?!
You're not dead!! You're NOT dead!
I know you're not dead!

I Remember Back to Top

Your mother, you fuckin faggot

La da da, da da da, da da (repeated)

Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we aint forget about you, you fuckin homo
We still remember

There once was a man who liked to jump around (jump around)
But he got too old to jump up and down (up and down)
(so then what happened?)
So he put the mic down and picked the guitar up (picked the guitar up)
(and then he what?)
Started singin the blues like there was no tommorrow (was no tommorrow)
(come on) Left his boys in the House of Pain (the House of Pain)
It was the wisest decision he ever made (ever made)
But the dumbest thing that he could ever do (could ever do)
Was try to buck a 380 on those that act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)

[chorus]
Cause I remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was, how it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago (long ago)
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now
Don't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no more

I remember back when you had The Knack (had the knack)
And I remember when you had your first heart attack (heart attack)
I was right there laughin when I heard the news (heard the news)
I just wish the cardiac would'a murdered you (would'a murdered you)
(Damn) Maybe Ice-T's right, you are a bitch (you are a bitch)
(maybe he's right)
You come around when you're broke and you leave when you're rich
(leave when you're rich)
But the dumbest thing that you could ever do (that you could ever do)
Was try to buck a 380 on those that act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)

[chorus]

yo (yo) yo (yo) yo (yo)
Remember back in '94, like right before Ms. Everlast was Whitey Ford
Before his heart attack had him on life support
When house of pain was out of fame like someone doused the flame
And they became destined to never jump around again
Or even further back, when i first had heard The Knack
And you were down with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, man
I was into it
But then you went and took your style and switched the shit
Now you sound rediculous you dickless piece of shit,
How could you diss me, bitch?
I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude,
Remember Sway and Tech when I came up and sat beside you
Started rhymin, then you left the room
and didn't say goodbye or nothin?
Like you was mad that someone else was
White and tried to rhyme or somethin
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin to steal your light or nothin
But you're a homosexual, white rappin Irish {*Muslim*}
Man I wish I was Irish, I could be a {*Muslim*} too
Then I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't know what to do
What's up with you?
I never fucked with you, why would you fuck with me?
Knowin I could rap circles around you, what, are you as nuts as me?
Plus I can sing better than you and I don't fuckin sing
And probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a string
But I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was you
I'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92
So everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of you
And maybe that will help me know what it's like to sing the blues

[chorus]x2

You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuck
And by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gun
You little bitch
Next time say my fuckin name in a song
Don't be subliminal about it
You wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot
You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt

Off The Wall Back to Top
[Eminem] No matter what people say I'm gon keep rappin this way No matter what you may think I'm gon keep doin my thing [Eminem] I'm almost as famous as fat bald men Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors So she gets fifty years of bad luck [crash] Causing terror to Christina Aguilera When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled in his pants Gotta have it, I hold Tylenol in his hands Til it melts in his fuckin palms and dissolves in his glands [So who is it?] The fool who visit the playground Wit two biscuits to lay down the school district Get pistol whipped wit a Mauseburg Wit a pistol grip and fed pitbulls shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich, I just get sued [Redman] Yo, I leave wit no injure, after I blow four in ya One handstand on top of yo' ninja Crash it, [ERRRR] Doc stir the madness til y'all outta work like Tony Atlas Walkin, cans in the laundry basket America's most with the army after us Fuck flossin, we take what's yours A low fifteen like a ace in four I'm outta work, but Doc laid them off [shit, the power's out] The tape is off Yo, you targeted from arsonists Papermate pens filled wit arsenic I got hoes that don't know what Prada is Doc could shape up, touch your barber miss Betty you wit a bloody blade I turn rap camps into Crystal Lake Fuck bitches face is what I'ma do Cuz that what white boy Tano do [Eminem] So how is everybody doin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall!! [Redman] Yo, so how is everybody feelin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump... Off the Wall!! [Eminem] No matter what people say I'm gon keep rappin this way No matter what you may think I'm gon keep doin my thing [Redman] Yo, you could buy Jaz spittin', hospital, son admit it Rip your lips off, kiss my ass wit it Slap bitches, got Marshall Maths [printin] Weed, X, and the acid tabs did it I was happenin wit no rerun Doc rob the neuro when the heat come My barrel hang out the Camaro Aimed at the nose of them hoes it's hard to breathe from Flash the gat, your town, bogardin' Yo' wallet, your chain the main target Beef is like cold engine, don't start it Bust in the air and hit a airplane pilot We clowned you, rap surround sounds around you From ten speed and brown shoe Doc and Eminem, cock the M & M Blood flows with 2Pacalypse and them [Eminem] It's like, Funk Doctor meets the punk rocker Got the drugs stopped inside the lunch box [uhh] Pop junk like I just got jumped Popped the trunk and pulled out the shotgun pump Knock wood, it's all good, thank God for Vodka Cuz wit my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker Probably got a fanatic waitin upstairs in the attic Wit a automatic callin me up there My man Stan wit a gat in his hand Stakin my house out in a tan tinted Sedan He pull your mouth out til you can't finish a damn Ham sandwich, or your can spinach and Spam Til you gotta sip through a straw, shoplifted a mall Pictures of me on my mom's living room wall Hey ma, maybe I'll give you a call Sike you fuckin bitch, suck a dick and two balls I'm givin you all my job descrip' Which is a bitch, bitches the priest offered this Pop more pills than police officers Arrive at the scene and pull me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls But y'all can kiss my ass, pants off and all Cuz I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as well as be a painting smashed on the floor [Redman] So how is everybody feelin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall! [Eminem] So how's everybody doin tonight? Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall! [Eminem] No matter what people say I'm gon keep rappin this way No matter what you may think I'm gon keep doin my thing No matter what people say I'm gon keep doin my thing No matter... oh My Name Is (Radio Edit) Back To Top * this is the EDITED song version words that were blanked w/o being replaced are in {}'s Chorus: repeat 2X Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. Slim Shady Ahem.. excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class for one second? [Eminem] Hi kids! Do you like Primus? (Yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? Try {'cid} and get messed up worse that my life is? My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to {impregnate} And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Well since age twelve, I've felt like a caged elf who stayed to himself, in one space, chasin his tail (blalblalblabla) Got ticked off and ripped Pamela Lee's lips off Kissed em and said, "I ain't know silicone was 'sposed to be this soft" I'm bout to pass out and crash, and fall in the grass faster than a fat man who sat down too fast C'mere lady! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) I don't give a damn, Dre sent me to tick the world off! Chorus [Eminem] My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high (Damn!) Thanks a lot.. next semester, I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and told him to change the grade on the paper (Now!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Served the bartender, then walked out with a tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they're screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more {dope} than I do I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin {drugs} and name it after her (Here mom!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, {ASSHOLE!}' Chorus [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of Kool-Aid -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) I spit when I talk, I'll {fuck} anything that walks (C'mere) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO {TITS!} (WAH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and tap myself in the head (BANG!) I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Ask him if he bought a porno mag and seen my ad Chorus Forgot About Dre Back To Top [Dr. Dre] Y'all know me, still the same O.G., but I been low key Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no G's No wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles, and no ski's Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall full of plaques Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze? Hoe please You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees? Who you think brought you the oldies? Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's The Snoop D-O-double-G's and the group that said mother-"Fuck Tha Police" Gave you a tape full of dope beats to bump when you stroll through in your hood And when your album sales wasn't doin too good who's the Doctor they told you to go see? Y'all better listen up closely All you niggaz that said that I turned pop, or The Firm flopped Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin no sleep so FUCK Y'ALL, all of y'all; if y'all don't like me, BLOW ME! Y'all are gonna keep fuckin around wit me and turn me back to the old me Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say but nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre [Eminem] So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?) Or anyone tryin to bring trouble your way? Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP) Then just study a tape of N.W.A.! One day I was walkin by, wit a Walkman on, when I caught a guy give me an awkward eye (What you lookin at?) And strangled him off in the parkin lot, wit his Karl Kani I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge when I'm drunk as fuck Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage {*CRUNCH*} Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off "Fuck you too bitch, call the cops!" I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs And when the cops came through me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE) From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Startin today and tomorrow's the new And I'm still loco enough To choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew {*Eminem's vocal turntable*} Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up when the temp goes up to the mid 80's Callin men ladies; sorry Doc but I been crazy There's no way that you can save me It's okay, go with him Hailey (Da-da?) Chorus [Dr. Dre] If it was up to me, you muh'fuckers would stop comin up to me wit your hands out lookin up to me, like you want somethin free When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin me But now that I got this little company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease But you won't get a crumb from me Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton) I told em all - all them little gangstas Who you think helped mold 'em all? Now you wanna run around talkin bout guns like I ain't got none What you think I sold 'em all? Cause I stay well off Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad tryin to get this damn label off? I ain't havin that; this is the millenium of Aftermath It ain't gon' be nothin after that So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap! You can have it back So where's all the Madd Rappers at? It's like a jungle in this habitat But all you savage cats, know that I was strapped wit gats when you were cuddlin a Cabbage Patch Chorus Chorus 1/2 (after music ends) Rap Superstar Back to Top (Eminem Speaking) Most people don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit I didn't know it I didn't see it I never saw it until i was actually in it You really gotta be in it To understand what its like But you always gotta People always gotta see your smile You always gotta put on that fake You know what i'm sayin No matter what u just been through (B-Real) So you wanna be a rap superstar And live large a big house 5 cars, you're in charge Comin up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly (B-Real) I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up To rock crowds make money Chill wit the honies Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me Shits funny How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it Never the less you gotta go for the gusto But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears and losin some of your peers And losin some of your self Music has past gone by Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac in the brainiac Don't know how to act Shits deep 48 tracks Studio gangsta mack Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill But never will Till he crosses over still Feelin no hate But fantasies come wit these Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz And take shit from people who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games But the price of fame is high And some can't pay to play Trapped in what you rappin about Tell me what happened when you lost clout The rout you took started collapsing No fans No fame No respect No change No women And everyone shits on your name (Chorus) So you wanna be a rap superstar And live large A big house 5 cars The rent charged Comin up in the world don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly To be a rap superstar And live large A big house 5 cars The rent charged Comin up in the world don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly (Noreaga Speaking) When you sign to a record label You don't know you sign your life over And these whiteboys don't care about you Cuz the minute you fall off They'll find another Noreaga And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga And they'll find another B-Real So you need to just keep Stack your chips up Do what you gotta do while your hot And mafuckin get out the game Stick to the drug game And the drug game is even worse Because if someone jerks you You can shoot em and kill me But in this game if someone jerks you You gotta be humble (Eminem Speaking) No matter what you just been through Shit has gotta be right You gotta approach people You gotta be on the up and up And everything gotta be all good When you see someone slap hands with em You know what i'm sayin give em a pound Or whatever it is But you always gotta act like it ain't shit (Chorus) (B-Real) My own son don't know me Sittin up in the hotel room lonley But I thank god I'm wit my homies But sometimes I wish I was back home But only no radio or videos Cuz they show me no love The phony gotta hit the road slowly So the record gets pushed by sony I'm in the middle like monie And the press say that My own people disowned me And the best way back Is to keep your head straight Never inflate the cranium Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium Who just wanna cling on swing on And so on and go on and fall off The hoes fall off To the next rap superstar Wit no shame give him a year And they'll be right out the game The same as the last one Who came before him Gained fame Started gettin ignored I warned him Assured him This ain't easy take it from weezy Sleezy people wanna be cheesey They talkin evil (Chorus) Hellbound Back to Top [Announcer] Welcome back, to the stage of history [Eminem] Yo.. Slim Shady! Yo.. I'll fuckin.. 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 fuckin ground out from underneath you (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin 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!) Fuck 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 Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X) I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot One day we all gon' die But when I die, I'ma be so high that I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare with the chalk outline still there I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot I got a cross on my chain but it's just a rock Now if I pray everynight (night) Do I still have to hold my trey very tight? You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a North Face Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me but I don't reply back Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at? Chorus 1/2 [Announcer] Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns Final battle, fight! [Masta Ace] Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel Everyday I grow more older, and more colder Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don't care Chorus [J-Black] But every time I take a step, it gets dim.. Tell me is this hell we're livin in? Haha.. [Announcer] Time's up! You lose! Don't Approach Me Back to Top Artist: Xzibit f/ Eminem Album: Restless Song: Don't Approach Me [X] Pssh, man I need a lighter man [E] Right here [X] Yeahhh.. whassup Slim? [E] What's crackin? [X] Hit this shit [E] Ssshhit I almost hit this motherfucker today [X] Psh, is that right? [E] What is it with motherfuckers thinkin that.. [E] {*SIGH*} because we're in the spotlight or whatever that.. [E] they can do or say whatever they want to us [E] and that we won't retaliate [X] Protect my motherfuckin self, by ANY [both] MEANS, NECESSARY [E] Right? [Chorus 2X: Eminem] Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do [Xzibit] Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight Bein underrated gave me time to create it Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows You know how it goes; I might as well kick it at home But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (yeah) Packed up, moved out, started a new family So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up? FUCK THAT, this the fuckin thanks I get for tryin to edutain assholes and feed my bitch Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down) cause you seein more support than I'm seein my child It's like.. [Eminem] .. everyday I wake up, another drama It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin this karma If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her without these cameras in our faces like animals for your Channel 2 Action News to follow our ambulence up the avenue and catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts and what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one No bullet, you're so full of shit this clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it And don't give me no bullshit I'm not in the mood I just got in a feud in some parkin lot with a dude over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit Don't tell me bout the show business shit I know what this is, bitch [Chorus] [Xzibit] This ain't business, this is personal BITCH You don't know Xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed I had a very FUCKED UP day, I'm needin this fit Shuttin motherfuckers up like they pleadin the 5th Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah) Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet This is your brain on drugs, Xzibit brain on thugs Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us Ain't no love lost my niggaz, relax yo'self I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin the wealth To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla at the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin your channel, you played like a fuckin piano Ridin slow through Cali like I'm ridin a camel Millionaire motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I trust now? Just hit me on my tele' nigga soon as I touch down Spit lines to split spines just to get mine Big behind bitches gettin dick to spit shine Sniff lines of coke, that's the only shit that make you dope Bitch-ass nigga that's droppin the soap Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip and turn til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit [Eminem] So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself a front door with twelve locks and have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox and everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops? Fuck that, I protect myself with these twelve shots and one in the chamber, gun in the waist and one in the ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place tryin to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face? And it's a disgrace Hailey can't play with her toys in the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn screamin some shit, leanin out your windows, beepin n shit Or pullin up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live so my address ends up on the internet again So then, I do an interview with Spin, tellin them that if someone comes to my crib, I'ma shove a gun in their ribs And reporters, blow it out of proportion "Oh, now he's pullin guns on his fans just for tryin to stand on his porch" And I'm the bad guy, cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi! You guys wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line!" Sometimes I feel like loadin this rifle and climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you It's not that I don't like you.. .. it's just that I'm not behind the mic I'm a person who's just like you Fuck Off Back to Top Artist: Kid Rock f/ Eminem Album: Devil Without a Cause Song: Fuck Off A shimmy shimmy go go motha fuckin pop It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips I get all the money pussy falls like rain Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I never complain If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D) It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your fuckin' ass like my shoe size I got a new vibe, kinda like Voodoo You do what we say and we'll do what we want to We're fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your progam Fuckin' all your bitches we can fuckin' give a goddamn Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance We won't quit until we're banned from existence Persistance pays if that holds true Then I'm gonna buy this fuckin' planet before the time I'm through I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no takings So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm fakin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit But I've been true to this shit given' my heart and soul Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' passed as coal So Fuck Off Yeah With my pants half hangin' off my ass and shit Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack 'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and The 10 karat Kid with my triggers cockin' The K the I the D R-O-C K motherfucker and you still don't know me So blow me bitch I don't rock for *Edited* I rock for the cash and the topless dancers Don't have no answers so pass the joint I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit I ride like Setta in the Indy 5 And get live with that which get's me high Strive for perfection this much is true We do what we say you say what we do Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo And I get too much nina *Edited* and my glock rolls solo to Arizona I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna I roam the country like a Greyhound bus Put faith in lust and in God I trust I'm not Peter Pan I don't fuck with fairies But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries And Harry Carey couldn't call my game Fucked so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame And I show no shame from coast to coast I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast Fuck Off Yeah right in your mother fuckin' ass bitch With that Detroit city shit ain't shit swift we're on the same script Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock Yo Slim Shady come break these mother fuckers off (Eminem) Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing the wrong air This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair Two white boys who spike punch and light joints Hang around drugs loud music and like noise Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch of mother fuckers Who hate the world as much as each other And I ain't leaving this party tonight 'Til I see some naked bitches dancin' around drunk touchin' each other Rum and Pepsi got your whole perception of me sketchy 'Cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me 'Cause all I do is curse and fuck So when I do 'shrooms you all better give me two rooms 'Cause I'm fuckin' the first one up So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars 'Cause you know I'm losin' it when I'm rappin' to rock guitars This is for children who break rules People that straight fool And ever single teenager that hates school Fuck Off Nuttin to Do Back to Top Artist: Bad Meets Evil (Eminem and Royce the 5-9) Album: Nuttin' to Do CD Maxi-Single Song: Nuttin' to Do [Royce] What? Uhh.. [Em] The Bad.. [Royce] Yeah.. [Em] The Evil.. [Royce] Right, yo [Em] put em together Chorus: Royce the 5-9, Eminem [Royce] Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin to strip [Em] If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin to slit If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin to chew [Royce] Yo.. [both] I'm just fuckin with you, cause I got nothin to do [Eminem] I am bored!!!!! I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers *crash sound* Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm rippin your wallet off and slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that) Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face *punch sound* Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin I took it (whoops!) Nurse look at this straightjacket, it's crooked! I go to jail and murder you from a cell Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx) So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head when the rest of his body's still alive RUNNIN? [Royce] Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it For every hundred MC's rhymin about birds only about two-thirds'd really set it without words Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you bitch up Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it's rainin slugs (what?) I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half You know how a thug in this shit'll end up Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm up Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible Chorus: 2X [Eminem] *yawns* Forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated it takes six minutes to get applause (yay) And by the time you all catch on, I'ma end your career and walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin to fall back on! I'll throw you off of ten floors .. *AHHHHHHH* Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this) I'm indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores to go outdoors and do some in-stores This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen. You swallow cum bitch?" "No, but I brought a napkin" Gettin skullie while I'm autographin Got my daughter laughin cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin I'm not a fact, I'ma proven fear Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-haul screamin, "Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't movin here!" Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souveneir? I've been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer Juvenile? Same difference -- I need some 'caine cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the 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' [Royce] Walkin in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug To break braces, you say grace and make faces I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?) Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff Precise aim, icin my fame, blowin your hand off Dancin with the Devil leadin - I won't die, I'm never leavin (what?) I pledge allegiance to forever breathin Street niggaz with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?) Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers with a deathwish, thinkin I'm the nigga to mess with Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?) A follower never had heart, he just loyal Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em Be careful you might get what you ask for Chorus 2X [Em] The Bad.. the Evil.. The Bad.. the Evil.. Stir Crazy Back to Top Artist: Madd Rapper f/ Eminem Album: Tell 'Em Why U Madd Song: Stir Crazy (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) (Eminem) I'm crazy with this razor with this razor I'm crazy With this crazor I'm razy, razor crazed I'm crazy! (Ok I'm Re-Loaded!!) Go Bring Jay-Z!!! (Tell them him I'ma ghostwrite for him!!) Over Dre's Beats!!! Ran in the ladies room naked in a blanket At the banquet and started to spank it (AHHH!!) 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 pickin' strange places to aim from (Mad Rapper: Man, I bet you 50 bucks you won't jump out the window Shady) (Ahhhh!!) Pay me (Madd Rapper) Psych, no way fucked up in the head Shot my girl and my sister cause I caught them in bed (Wait, wait, wait) I'm a crazy mothafucka might shoot me a fed Or I just might start a fist fight 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 turnstyles, then run from po po Chorus: (2x) Life stinks, we dont give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (CRAZY!!!) (Madd Rapper) Yo yo, i wish I'd been aborted My pockets got a shortage Everything I wanna floss I can't afford it I'm tryin to sell a O', my pops tryin' 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 (God Dammit Spike!!!) Feeling kinda crazy now, I just might flip out Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I might trip out, like... (Eh.... Oh... Dude... That shit's crazy man... oohhhh..... This is incredible... ohhh....) Fuck that Slim keep that for yourself You a crazy white dude and u need some help, word (Eminem) I got a beautiful wife, kids and a gorgeous home What would make jump in the tub with a cordless phone? I'm straight viscious I hit you with plates and dishes Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay cause I hate bitches? Slut dont be nice to me, I've had it with girls And i'll still be mad at the world, even if it apoligized to me (Sorry!) You're hearing the last thoughts of a man about to blow his fuckin' 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 picturin' Michael Jackson In little boys' drawers shoppin' at toy stores **whistling** Shady said it, Shady meant it, I stay demented I'll throw a stroller at u, with a baby in it Go ahead pull the plug, think I won't smack you I just dropped a fuckin' pill mom, dont vacuum!!! Chorus (2x) The Last Hit Back to Top Artist: The High & Mighty f/ Eminem Album: Home Field Advantage Song: The Last Hit Intro: scratches by DJ Mighty Mi "Shady! That's me!" -> Eminem "High and Mighty Trilogy" -> Mr. Eon "Back with the flyest material" -> Erick Sermon "Shady... Sh... Shady!" -> Eminem "That that... that's me!" -> Eminem "High.. High and.. Mighty Trilogy" -> Mr. Eon "Back with the..." -> Erick Sermon "Funky... beats" [Mr. Eon] Packin this third eye, pursue a Cyclops They trade in they high tops for nice sized white rocks (Excuse me) Words in my right, that pass my left ear Your style is ass-out like the Bulls are next year (you're GONE) Fear this veneer, you get stung like virgins Who that cat splurgin instead of rehearsin? Tough guys, degentrify your high rise Lookin more like Ronald than them fuckin Fry Guys Go on uptown fuckin senoritas In Taco Bell screamin, "Viva gorditas!" Bring all your dogs - I give em rabies They never had a chance like my two aborted babies (WAAAH!) Got Pope John Paul the 2nd, prayin to Satan Have your vegan girlfriend cookin up bacon on barbituates with that shit that you hit Smoke my spliffs withcha, cause spinal bifida [Eminem] My nine is liftin ya, six feet when I spray rounds Hit you with 12 shots in mid-air and four more on the way down as eight strays graze through a kid's hair on the playground You lay down on a stretcher (Don't get carried away now!) No pun intended, just hop out of your whip and leave it un-attended before I whip out this gun and end it Unless you want it dented with bullet holes any minute Cause I can leave your Infinite full of those even if someone's in it Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and park it Corner the market, I got her tied up in a chair and gagged Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged like cavewomen, while I'm gravediggin with Marilyn Man' Chorus: Mr. Eon, Eminem If you got a bowl of hash better cash it You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take your last hit And if you spittin wack shit on the microphone I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma detach it So if you got a bowl of hash, you better cash it You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take your last hit I'm flabbergasted off two tabs of acid Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and latched it [Mr. Eon] Yo yo, "Eon's wack now," how you think that? Couldn't get on my record if you were shrink rap (can I get a rhyme?) Desecrate a crate with these rhymes I be totin Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem I got stupid mucus from these loose lips My loose leaf leave your whole persona weak to the point that you stand up on your feet, best retreat Let's go back in time and steal my whole steez The Quickening, did a bris at the christening I'm exercisin, doing liftings and twistings Instinct's the nicest, I keep tellin you What the fuck this guy on the corner been sellin you? [Eminem] (Here - buy this) I'm e-mailin you, at the wrong website and mispellin you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the nurse in a purse Disperse like I added too many words in a verse Slim Shady, a perverted version of birth Drivin off, leaving a murdered virgin at church The first person who searchin the earth for the motherfucker that pulled the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first (Kill his ass) Get thrown curves, and hit with your own words Leave me alone bitch! I get on my own nerves And if I don't got two balls and a middle finger to throw up I'm takin off both shoes and stickin each middle toe up (Fuck y'all!!!!) Chorus [Eminem] Any disease out there I'm willin to catch it... Slim Shady... All praises to The High & Mighty Outro: scratches by DJ Mighty Mi "Slim Shady", "naughty rotten rhymer" "Mr. Eon", "illest rhyme dropper" "Slim Shady", "naughty rotten rhymer" "Mr. Eon", "illest rhyme dropper" "Slim Shady" "N....nau..naughty...ro..ro..rotten rhyme....rhyme..rhy..rhymer" "Mr. Eon" "Illest rhyme drop...drop..drop..dro..dro..rhyme dropper" If I Get Locked Up Tonite Back to Top Artist: Big Kap + Funkmaster Flex f/ Eminem Album: The Tunnel Song: If I Get Locked Up Tonite [Dr. Dre] Check Check, 1,2 , 1,2 1,2(it's rolling) Yea yea yea Dr. Dre up in here Y'all know what this is. its what y'all been waiting for Funk Master Flex, Big Kap, Def Jam Records giving it to you baby. Yo Eminem show these mother fuckers what time it is baby [Eminem] I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit Now if i only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it so they stapled my hand to my pants pockets The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication but this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!) Anyway I got down with Dre (What up?) The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray Running up and down the street screaming, "Fuck the Police" when you still had your mother's fucking Nipple stuck in your teeth (fucking baby) Became a role model after Colorado Now all they do is follow me around and holla Bravo! Hell yea I punch my bitch and beat my kids in public Suck my dick, bitch I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face but I won't cause you'll probably wanna stand in his place So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass Tupac image You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Wanna Fight?) I'm probably the akwardest alcoholic talking Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket So when you see me on your block stumbling, mumbling A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does I ain't buzzed, I'mm juss high on life So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites? Motherfuckers, Slim Shady Dr Dre: Dr Dre! Eminem: I'm drunk pass the tec Chorus: Eminem and Dr. Dre (repeat 2X) Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On [Eminem] The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling iron (AHH!) Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake Dont get so bent out of shape cause I went out and raped six girlfriends Some people just don't get it, but I won't let it upset me cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck its like to be so fed up and fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes I can't find it at home it hides in the stove (Hello, where you at?) Shit, talk about your brain being baked My shit's still in the oven on 480 De-Grades Hailey Jade, daddy loves you baby, Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you lady You critics wanna criticize but couldnt visualize individuals lives through a criminal's eyes The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for nothing and Dirty Dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid over his mouth and shove his head in the fan blade Don't ever tell me what I can and what I can't say or change cause of the age range in my fan base Like I give a fuck who's buying this shit Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to quit Hip Hop is universal now, it's all commercial now It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now But now the white kids like it, so they tell me I can buy it but as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get silent either that or booed, thats why I keep an attitude and go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon I'm sick of being judged, fuck it let me see a judge I'll confess to every murder I committed since 3 years old Chorus [Dr. Dre] Fuck that, turn that shit off Let's get the fuck out of here You know how we do (echo) Rush Ya Clique Back to Top Artist: Outsidaz f/ Eminem Album: Night Life EP Song: Rush Ya Clique Chorus: [Pace Won] Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!) Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up [Az-Izz] Yo, I'm finally convinced my kindness and innocence Is a crime in a sense, climbing a fence Diagonally bent, dying in agony in a magically event Outz in a fear of family presents Capped in clak smoke, pack toast in a black coat To roast motherfuckers, over lactose Stay skeed off laced weed I take cheese, and page trees in the Bricks Rolling box of Tracies [Pace Won] Call a go-go dancer Get up in that ass and wreck shop like colon cancer Hit it from the back, bitch can't hold her pants up Once for my cock, twice for my block, I got it locked like handcuffs Pacer got a razor, get you and your man cut Swing a blow you can't duck Throw up your hands, what? Nobody on earth could see Pacer I get your shit then peel off like Speed Racer Chorus [Slang Ton] I hit you bastards raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna And if you ever wanna get a deal You should either OD off skill pills Or steal my reel-to-reel Most of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when I'm tighter than the jeans that show hoochie chicks' coochie prints Outsidaz, we hot as Hell's flames is And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like twelve gauges [Eminem] I'm so weeded (How weeded are you?) I'm so weeded I can freestyle for sixteen bars (Ha ha ha) Right off the top, then go back to the top And then repeat it (Ha) Write it down on the paper And still be able to read it (Sorry) I can't read, but I still write to my pen pals (Uh, uh, dear) I can't fly, but I still float on cement clouds (Whee!) I can't see cause my eyes already been gouged out I been down with the Outz for ten thou-sand years ([Pace Won] So dunn, here?) Some weird kids with piercings in more than one ear Lauryn, huh? Hill? ([Pace won] There's more than one? IIIllll) What? You want me to stop? Here? Chorus [Young Zee] Yea Your girl could suck my dick chewing Big Red Till she choke and scrape her wisdom tooth on my dick head Puff a tray bag, Outz never pay cabs Bust a A-rab, front on taking us up eighth Ave Yea, we all of the a volumes What be the outcome? We selling twenty million albums Ay your record, ain't nobody buy that You fell off, and had to take your five mic And push a white Ac, with a bike rack [Axe] It's the A, the X, the E Why pay for ass, if I can sex for free? F' with we, what you expect to see Death's your destiny, when it's my time for rest in peace Bet they find my pistol next to me My dick is giving ecstasy Shit I say, spread like leprosy I'm on a quest to be, the best emcee Living recklessly, cock the weaponry Lay you on your back like Lei Wulong from Tekken 3 Yo follow, never question me Chorus [Pace Won] C'mon yo Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what? Crush your chick, touch your trick, what? Snuff your bitch, crush your whip, what? Outz in the area tearing things up Outworld baby Bad Guys Always Die Back to Top
The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG*} Ha ha, riiiiide.. [Dr. Dre] All you see is the sun, reflectin off of the gun I'm ready for the showdown, that go down at one Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now I'ma show you how real cowboys get down I'm polishin gold, waitin for this drama to unfold I got a {blunt} rolled Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs cold It's time to reload this old .45 colt The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty It's passed noon, he should be here soon Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs Sounds like a thousand wolves I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze I pose like a poster, he's closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty but I'ma put thirty inside him and leave early And just when I went to fill him with hot lead I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said [Eminem] You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again but I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge? Then don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you I'm tellin the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you.. Chorus: {unknown singer} You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun But life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride til there ain't no place to hide It's sad cause the bad guys always die [Dr. Dre] + (Eminem) He was "Shady," I seen by the look on his face He said take ten paces {shit} I took eight Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain My {shit} went bang but it only fired a blank, he said (You need bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick*} I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs We both drew at the same time and stood stunned (Go ahead, shoot me, but I'm not the one you want) I figured he was tellin the truth, that's why I didn't shoot So what we gon' do, it's on you (Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group?) The Chronic! (Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two) (And plus I know who's got it) Who? (Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two) Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle Hid two pieces of gold inside of my saddle We rolled two miles until we hit the spot An old ghost town that everybody forgot A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot Slim grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot) (Eminem) This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless He's goin around sayin he took the game from us [Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin] But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomach He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs Plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads Our mission - is to get him to stop layin eggs And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps [Dr. Dre] I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers Kicked the swingin doors in, started gun slinging I could hear somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang," and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin" I said "It's Dre's Day," and started to spray Against 1800, he pulls a AK Hollow tips started flyin every which way (Eminem) That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge I fired the first shot, spun his body around He hit the ground and landed upside down Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} that's rolled Chorus 2X Always die.. The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG*} Ha ha, riiiiide.. My Name Is (Bootleg Version) Back to Top
Chorus: repeat 2X Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady Ahem.. excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class for one second? [Eminem] Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!) Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?) My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..) And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off! Chorus [Eminem] My English teacher wanted to have sex in junior high The only problem was my English teacher was a guy I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of paper (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup (Wsssshhhhh...) Extraterrestrial, killin pedestrians Rapin lesbians while they screamin: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' Chorus [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!) I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had Chorus My Name Is (Video Edit) Back to Top
* this is the EDITED song version words that were blanked w/o being replaced are in {}'s Chorus: repeat 2X Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. Slim Shady Ahem.. excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class for one second? [Eminem] Hi kids! Do you like Primus? (Yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? Try {'cid} and get messed up worse that my life is? My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to {impregnate} And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Well since age twelve, I've felt like a caged elf who stayed to himself, in one space, chasin his tail (blalblalblabla) Got ticked off and ripped Pamela Lee's lips off Kissed em and said, "I ain't know silicone was 'sposed to be this soft" I'm bout to pass out and crash, and fall in the grass faster than a fat man who sat down too fast C'mere lady! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) I don't give a damn, Dre sent me to tick the world off! Chorus [Eminem] My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high (Damn!) Thanks a lot.. next semester, I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and told him to change the grade on the paper (Now!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Served the bartender, then walked out with a tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they're screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more {dope} than I do I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin {drugs} and name it after her (Here mom!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, {ASSHOLE!}' Chorus [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of Kool-Aid -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) I spit when I talk, I'll {fuck} anything that walks (C'mere) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO {TITS!} (WAH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and tap myself in the head (BANG!) I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Ask him if he bought a porno mag and seen my ad Chorus Without Me Back to Top
[Obie Trice] "Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks..." [Beat Changes] [Eminem] Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the outside. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the outside. [Female Voice] "Ooooohhhhh!" [Eminem] Guess who's back, back again Shady's back, tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back... Verse 1: I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to See Marshall no more they want Shady I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating "Hey" You waited this long to stop debating Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating I know you got a job Ms. Cheney But your husbands heart problem is complicated So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me so let me see They tried to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty without me So come on dip, bum on your lips Fuck that cum on your lips and some on your tits And get ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you Debbie!" Chorus: Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy, Cuz it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy, Cuz it feels so empty without me Verse 2: Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling like prison is helpless, Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, Pollutin' the air waves a rebel So let me just revel and bask, In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me? Well I'm back (*Batman Noise*) fix your bent antenna Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter Into the front of your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kids ears and nesting Testing "Attention Please" Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? (Chorus 2x) Verse 3: A tisk-it a task-it, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards, And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, You 36 year old bald headed fag blow me You don't know me, you're too old Let go, it's over, nobody listens to techno Now lets go, just give me the signal I will be there with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes the shit just seems, Everybody only wants to discuss me So this means I'm disgusting, But its just me I'm just obscene Though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, To do Black Music so selfishly And use it to get myself wealthy (Hey) There's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty without me (Chorus 2x) Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la "Kids!" Without Me (Clean Version) Back to Top
LYRICS FOR CLEAN VERSION [Obie Trice] "Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks..." [Beat Changes] [Eminem] Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the outside. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the outside. [Female Voice] "Ooooohhhhh!" [Eminem] Guess who's back, back again Shady's back, tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back... Verse 1: I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to See Marshall no more they want Shady I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya A little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating "Hey" You waited this long to stop debating Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating I know you got a job Ms. Cheney But your husbands heart problem is complicated So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me so let me see They tried to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty without me So come on dip, bum on your lips jump back, jiggle her hip and wiggle a bit And get ready cuz this is about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, "_uck you Debbie!" Chorus: Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy, Cuz it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy, Cuz it feels so empty without me Verse 2: Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling like prison is helpless, Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, Pollutin' the air waves a rebel So let me just revel and bask, In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me? Well I'm back (*Batman Noise*) fix your bent antenna Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter Into the front of your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kids ears and nesting Testing "Attention Please" Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? (Chorus 2x) Verse 3: A tisk-it a task-it, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this & that sh_t Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards, And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, You 36 year old bald headed scared ____ me You don't know me, you're too old Let go, it's over, nobody listens to techno Now lets go, just give me the signal I will be there with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes man it just seems, Everybody only wants to discuss me So this means I'm disgusting, But its just me I'm just obscene Though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, To do Black Music so selfishly And use it to get myself wealthy (Hey) There's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty without me (Chorus 2x) Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la "Kids!"