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Artist: Eminem
Song: Kill You
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP

When I just a little baby boy, my momma used to tell me these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, she used to tell me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older and I realized, she was the crazy one
But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it
'Cause that's just the way she was

They said I can't rap about bein' broke no more
They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more (AHHH!)
Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
'Til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?! (AHHH!)
These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin'
Thinkin' I'm sayin' the shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it (AHHH!)
Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you
I'ma pull you to this bullet, and put it through you (AHHH!)
Shut up slut, you're causin' too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore, snorting coke
And we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
You god damn right bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches vain
Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! {*chainsaw revs up*}
Texas Chainsaw left his brains all danglin' from his neck
While his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts

**Bitch I'ma kill you!
You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you!
You ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef
You better kill me!
I'ma be another rapper dead for poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
But when they kill me - I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too!
You ain't nuttin but a girl to me...
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-haha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you...**

Bitch I'ma kill you!
Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added WHOOPS!
Is that a subliminal hint?
NO! Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse to do it again
Then, if he does it again
You'll probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the 10th (Ahhhhhhhh!)
Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a tub
But that's normal ain't it Norman?
Serial killer hidin' murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we're out of our medicine, out of our minds
And we want in yours, let us in

**Chorus [First line starts "Or I'ma kill you!")**

Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
'Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem
I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks this eighty G's a week
To say the same things tweece, twice?
Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
Just to argue with 'em 'cause their ratings stink?
FUCK THAT!
I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her
From principal to the student body and counselor
From in-school to before school to out of school
I don't even believe in breathin'
I'm leavin' air in your lungs just to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it
OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE
You faggots keep eggin' me on 'til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop?
SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet
I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin' to you
YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME!

**Chorus [First line starts "Or I'ma kill you!"
[Ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!"**

Hahaha, I'm just playin' ladies You know I love you