spectacular rap
he's a tarantula, gargantuan
ye, angela so i command you to start dancin
part manson, part hannibal, part mechanical shark
throwing animal parts at scarlett johanssson
enter ma gas chamber
you are gangsta? my ass..
he's got his fangs to your neck
he's set to strangle your ass hater
you're facin a task grater
he's chasin your ass
he's got his face in a mask
your blood stains on his glass table
i'm checking the exposure a full dose of me
exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel
posing with or without clothing
next to the decomposing
bodies eroding while i'm dozin off overdosin
window's opening shutting
door's opening closing
i think there's a ghost
too much hydrocordone & codeine
I was only supposed to swallow a half
I took the whole thing
im not jokin
i think i just snorted ma nose ring
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I need a drink, I'm standing over the sink posing
Myself, self-loathing, cause I'm on a brink,
Mostly I don't wanna think, this will make everything rosy
Beverly sings, scream while I'm severing three toesies
Totally frozen while I close in, I'm yodelling "Rosey, won't you come out to play?"
A nuisance, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers
Making shrines of my crimes and capers
My words are whirlwinds, I murder my girlfriends
Go to Europe and put nervines in my syrup and stirred 'em
You never heard 'em like this, so don't encourage him
The neurosurgeon, coke mirrors, I'm lyrics worse than
The kinda person to get Katie Couric to cursin'
Eighty spirits of ladies cause Shady murdered the virgins
Crazy, turn him, convinced that he emerged, took over the world
And reeled in all the children, lured 'em into the building and killed 'em
Buried 'em in the mulch and mildew and he will do what he feels
And still can spit, drawn to gold like Rumplestilskin
Cotton to silk, Motrin to Tylenol 3 pills, the Real Slim Shady's entered the buildin'
There's nothing but crumbled leaves and tumbleweeds up in this bitch, Mildrid
He's ill wit it, he still shouldn't be heeled
There's no one as sick as he MC's will get freakasied on the grill then
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You wanna start with the hook first?
You wanna start with the..? Oh..
I have no idea what I'm doing, I have no idea what I'm doing, but
Everybody get up, sit up, Christopher
They're miserable without you, Superman is a-
Live and he's flowin like the Mystic River
Girl don't act like you've never been kissed before
One, two, three, four
Five, six, this uh
Rhyme is about to hit you right in the kisser
How did anybody ever find me I disa-
Peared I was hiding in Freeway's beard, just a
Hop, skip and a jump from my skin gushin
Nails into my face that I been pushin'
Hellraiser, my face is my pin cushion
It's like when I'm on the mic I can squish a
Sucka like a vicegrip, my pen put ya
In the slaughterhouse cause your style's been butchered
I'll spin chainsaw, take off like the blades on, my brains on
Hyperdrive, someone put the brakes on
[Eminem + Kon Artis]
Here's a smidget, a midget to get your digits, Bridget
Don't try to fidget with it, ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice, my swag juice
I got you slippin' on my swag juice, my swag juice
Now Here's a smidget, a midget to get your digits,Explain Bridget
Don't try to fidget with it, ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice, my swag juice
...Cause he gets as busy as a
Bee baby you could throw a frisbee in a blizzard
He'll catch it in his teeth, what is he? He's a wizard
Standing in the disco with a disco biscuit
And I'm pretty sure it isn't bisquick, is it?
Now baby don't forget to bring your lipstick with ya
I want the kiss before I blow this bitch to smitha-
Reens, get the guillotines, this is a situ-
Ation that's critical as Dre spins his, uh
Turn tables and he cuts the record like a scissor
Checka-chicky-checka-chicky-checka-checka-chicka
Who wreck it in a second tell me what the heck is sicker
Wait a minute I just dropped my necklace in the liquor
Now baby just to make a little breakfast and it's six o-
Clock in the morning unless you want to get some dessert
[Eminem & Kon Artis]
Here's a smidget, a midget to get your digits, Bridget
Don't try to fidget with it, ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice, my swag juice
I got you slippin' on my swag juice, my swag juice
I said Here's a smidget, a midget to get your digits, Bridget
Don't try to fidget with it, ribbit ribbit
I got you slippin' on my swag juice, my swag juice
I got you slippin' on my swag, my swag juice
[Eminem]
Ayo, just so everybody knows...
That was a hook we made on the way to the radio station
And we were trying to get it right
So we may have fucked it up a couple times or whatever
But, this is what we were trying to like work out before we came here
Especially for Westwood, man! ESPECIALLY for you homie!