Rock Bottom

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A-yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And have no idea what it’s like to be broke as fuck[Verse One:]
I feel like I’m walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I’m popping percocets, I’m a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
‘Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage
Especially when I’m engaged
And my daughter’s down to her last diaper
That’s got my ass hyper
I pray that god answers, maybe I’ll ask nicer
Watching ballers while they’re flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We all long to blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry’s and average half pinters
While player haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
‘Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money’ll brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
While snakes slither in the grass spineless[Chorus (2x):]
That’s Rock Bottom
When this life makes you’re mad enough to kill
That’s Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That’s Rock Bottom
When you feel like you’ve had it up to here
‘Cause you’re mad enough to scream but you’re sad enough to tear[Verse Two:]
My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I’m hoping things will look up
But there ain’t no job openings
I feel discouraged, hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I’m sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I’m tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
‘Cause when we die we know we’re all going the same way
It’s cool to be the player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
But they threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Who walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I’m too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away[Chorus]
There’s people that love me and people that hate me (yup)
But it’s the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
That means I’ll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
That means I’m stealing your checkbook and forging your name
There’s lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
‘Cause right now I feel like I’ve just hit the rock bottom
I got problems now everybody on my blocks got ’em (I’m done)
I’m screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot ’em
Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on ’em
My daughter’s feet ain’t got no shoes or socks on ’em
And the rings you’re wearing look like they got a few rocks on ’em
And while you flaunt ’em I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want ’em?
‘Cause I never went gold off one song
I’m running up on someone’s lawn with guns drawn[Chorus]

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Searchin’

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Hailie’s Song

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Session One

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Steve Berman (Skit)

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Cocaine

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Without Me

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I Remember (Everlast Diss)

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Emulate

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Em Calls Paul (Skit)

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So Much Better

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Searchin’

[Women Singing:]
Ain’t no one special, special like you [4X]
I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby [4X][Verse 1: Eminem]
I’m reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing
Missing what I remember, kissing and hugging and squeezing
Bugging and weezing, I’m having trouble when breathing
It’s even tougher when sleeping
But there’s a couple of reasons that I’m suffering and grieving
For loving and leaving, you all I’m thinking of in the evening
You got my knees buckling and weakening
Thoughts of nothing but freaking that I’m struggling to keep in
And interrupt when I’m speaking
I got some game that I’m preparing to run
The way your lips sparkle and glare in the sun
You got your hair in a bun, no matter what you’re wearing you stun
Cause your comparing to none, I wanna share in the fun
I feel a passionate lust when I’m imagining just us alone at last with a
touch
I see you grasping to trust, but my intentions are good
The seed is passing in dust
I’m not asking to rush and answer immediately
I just wanna be there for you and you to be there for me
If you agree to repeat after me, I Love You (I love you baby)
Cause I just need you to see, how much I’m eager to be
Your man legally wed, your love’s keeping me fed
This is easily said, so you can lead or be led
If you care to be down cause ain’t nobody Like you no where to be found[Chorus:][Women Singing:]
I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby [4X][Verse 2: Denaun Porter]
Baby it’s all on you, it’s you I call on boo
Let’s set a day up so you can fall on through
We’ll take a spin in a Lexus you can chill for dinner and breakfast
Long enough to see how this gentleman sex’es
We’ll start it out with caviar, Don Parigne
And then when it’s a fact we are warm, carry on
We’ll take it slow, see nobody will hurry things
I got the herbs the Bacardi and Hurricane
If Daiquiris are in debate and not your thing that day
It’s still all right cause I got Minute Maid and Tangeray
Your an incredible one that’s rare, in bed with edible underwear
You look impeccable, nothing compares
I dream of freaking you, the women that will speak it too so
It seems that there is not an end to things that we can do so
Now we all set to play, only thing left to say is
When you step away, baby but don’t forget the Neglicie[Chorus:][Women Singing:]
I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby [8X]
Ain’t no one special, special like you [2X]

Hailie’s Song

[Intro – Spoken]
Yo, I can’t sing but
I feel like singin’
I wanna fuckin’ sing
‘Cause I’m happy
Yeah, I’m happy
Ha Ha
I got my baby back
Yo, check it out[Verse 1 – Sung]
Some days I sit starin’ out the window
Watchin’ this world pass me by
Sometimes I think there’s nothin’ to live for
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes I think I’m crazy
I’m crazy, oh, so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I’m not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes[Chorus:]
Sometimes it feels like the world’s on my shoulders
Everyone’s leanin’ on me
‘Cause sometimes it feels like the world’s almost over
But then she comes back to me[Verse 2 – Sung]
My baby girl [Hailie laughs] keeps gettin’ older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes ’cause they don’t understand me
They just don’t see my real side
I act like shit don’t phase me,
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I’m not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes, oh, no.[Chorus][Verse 3 – Rapped]
Man, if I could sing, I’d keep singing this song to my daughter
If I could hit the notes, I’d blow something as long as my father
To show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I got her
God, I’m a daddy, I’m so glad that her mom didn’t [?]
Now you probably get this picture from my public persona
That I’m a pistol-packing drug-addict who bags on his mama,
But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest
‘Cause there’s a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside o’ my soul,
And just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breaking.
Should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations?
Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself,
But I got a wife that’s determined to make my life livin’ hell
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I’m dealt
So many chances, man, it’s too bad, could’ve had someone else
But the years that I’ve wasted are nothing to the tears that I’ve tasted
So here’s what I’m facin’:
3 felonies, 6 years of probation
I’ve went to jail for this woman,
I’ve been to bat for this woman
I’ve taken bats to people’s backs, bent over backwards for this woman
Man, I should’ve seen it comin’, what’d I stick my penis up in?
Would’ve ripped the pre-nup up if I’d seen what she was fuckin’
But fuck it, it’s over, there’s no more reason to cry no more
I got my baby, baby the only lady that I adore, Hailie
So sayonara, try tomorrow, nice to know ya
My baby’s travelled back to the arms of her rightful owner
And suddenly it seems like my shoulder blades have just shifted
It’s like the greatest gift you can get
The weight has been lifted
Now it don’t feel like the world’s on my shoulders
Everyone’s leanin’ on me
‘Cause my baby knows that her daddy’s a soldier
Nothin’ can take her from me[Outro – Spoken]
Woo!
I told you I can’t sing.
Oh well, I tried
Hailie, ‘member when I said
If you ever need anything, daddy will be right there?
Well guess what?
Daddy’s here.
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere baby
I love you! (kiss)

Session One

[Eminem]
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noooooise!
Aww shit, yeah
Y’all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well I brought some friends with me too
Now I ain’t back just for the sake of just sayin I’m back
I could relax but I’d rather stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black
out and relapse ’til I yack Jack Daniels and ‘gnac
Burp bubbles, attitude’s immaturin
Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin
Whoa-oh, I can’t see shit, my words get to slurrin
Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you’re in trouble!
What’s occurin befo’, after and durin the show
has no bearing on the bad news I’m baring, whoa
What is it, wordplay? No I’m pushin you out the do’
So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow
Now stomp your fuckin feet ’til you get to squishin a hoe
It’s pandemo-nium standin know when you see him, oh
Damn baby you look good, you’re givin me wood
You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood
It’s neck work, get her polly on, you and me both
Break bread while I’m coppin over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie who’s your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spittin the same flames as me? I’m Kanye when he crashed
In other words I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas
Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash
Went through ’em and laughed
Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half!
So stop fakin the funk and start shakin your ass
Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap
and Just Blaze on the track, what’s the fuck’s more amazin than that?
Slut, answer me that, Royce where you at?[Royce Da 5’9″]
I’m right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by a cartoon
Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io’ fire Marshall
The 9 tucked against the linin
I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y’all are a couple 69’in
It’s like Rick James is shootin up your house nigga![rapid gunfire] FUCK YO’ COUCH NIGGA!
You’re screamin fuck the world with your middle finger up
While I’m over here shovin my dick in a hole in the mud
My bitch, know I’m perfectly fit, for murder
because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove
I got a Posse of Insane Clowns
Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds
Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral
You on your last burrito!
(What that mean Nickel?) It’s a wrap if you eatin
Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I’m Middle Eastern
Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody touchin that
Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the FUCK you at?[Joell Ortiz]
I’m right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years
ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare
Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares
I harbor the art, of you nice swear {?}
It’s type weird cause that made me hotter than my dear
Uncle Al’s breath after polishin off his ninth beer
Homie chill, listen, I swear
I’m God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears
I’m right here, why wouldn’t I be?
Just waitin to be hooked to IV as {?} as well when you look at my pee
And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction
And record the pig’s oink, when I rip his intestine
This isn’t just an infection
This won’t go away with penicillin injections
Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection, what I exhibit
seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it
Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen
I emitted this phlegm, this time it’s alongside Emiddinem
So tell a friend to tell a friend write a disgustin hook
Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?[Crooked I]
I’m right here lettin the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop
Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop
Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop
Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped
I take your life to the ninth inning
A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin
I laugh when you fall, the shit’ll be funny
I’ll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money
Man, all the bitches holla – they wanna drop my britches
then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala
I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas
As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah
Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I’m Atilla the Hun
I’m Genghis Khan, I’m a genius spawn
I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con
A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!
Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin
We do it to try to do without tryin
(Slaughterhouse!) Cause to it’s us it’s so easy
Where’s, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?

Steve Berman (Skit)

[door creaks open][background music “What’s The Difference” by Dr. Dre][Eminem] ‘eyyy![Steve] Hey Em, what’s up?[Eminem] Steve Berman. What’s goin’ on, man, how you doin’?
Good to see you again. What’s up?[Steve] Em, could you come in here and have a seat, please?[Eminem] Umm, yeah, what’s…[Steve] Vanessa? Shut the door[Vanessa] Okay [door creaks shut][Eminem] So what’s up? How’s orders looking for the first week?[Steve] It would be better if you gave me nothing at all[Eminem] Wh…[Steve] This album is less than nothing. I can’t sell this fucking record[Eminem] Wha…[Steve] Do you know what’s happening to me out there?[Eminem] Wh-wha-what’s the problem?[Steve] Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself![Eminem] Who’s Violent…?[Steve] Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass!
Do you know what it feels like
to be told to have a record shoved up your ass?[Eminem] But, I…[Steve] I’m gonna lose my fuckin’ job over this
You know why Dre’s record was so successful?
He’s rappin’ about big-screen T.V.s, blunts, 40’s and bitches.
You’re rappin’ about homosexuals and Vicadin[Eminem] I mean-[Steve] I can’t sell this shit![Eminem] What…[Steve] Either change the record or it’s not coming out![Eminem] What, I…[Steve] Now get the fuck out of my office![Eminem] What am I supposed…[Steve] NOW![Eminem] Alright man….

Cocaine

[Eminem]
Yeah[Jazmine Sullivan]
Oh[Eminem]
This game’s like cocaine[Jazmine Sullivan]
I want this more than anything in the world[Eminem]
Ha, so do I. At least I thought I did.[Jazmine Sullivan]
Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I’m addicted
Yeah, I’m feigning[Eminem – Verse 1]
This is a beat with no words at first
It’s a blank painting
Exercising the mind is brain strength training
Starts off with something, like Shady’s an insane maniac,
Yeah, Slim Shady, that’s a zany name, ain’t it?
Now all you need’s an image to go with the name, baby
Wife beaters and white t-shirts, Hanes mainly
It’s a long shot, but is it possible there’s a lane, maybe?
If not, he’s gonna have to come and change the whole game, ain’t he?
He wants the fame so bad he can taste it
He could see his name up in lights
Women screaming his fuckin’ name, fainting
Shady did it, he sold out the whole dang stadium
Joe Schmoe made it, he took his Plain Jane lady and his baby Hailie out the trailer
But he ain’t trailing anymore, he’s ahead of the race
While maintaining his innocence
Little does he know, his train is derailing
And he’s about to be raped by this game anally[Jazmine Sullivan – Hook]
What would you do for a little bit?
What would you give for a little hit?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
‘Cause once you get in, you don’t wanna leave
Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I’m addicted
Yeah, I’m feigning[Eminem – Verse 2]
You’re operating on all cylinders
Syllables spit like Dillinger’s spilling ya guts
People are feeling ya mic skills, but these haters are ice grillin’ ya
Willing to sacrifice anything for the life that they might steal from ya
Fake friends’ll kill for ya, die for ya
But you can’t decipher “why?” for the life of ya
It wasn’t like this when you were Cypherin’
Argue wit’ your wife again
She found vicodin in your pants last night again
Your dispute’s public, nothing is private anymore
Oh, and your best friend? Say bye-bye to him
What kinda apple you take a bite’a, Slim?
(This is what you wanted Marshall, ain’t it?)
Fuck no!
The way that it turned out was nothin’ like the picture that I painted in my head
Sometimes a dream to make it, it’s more fun than it is to actually make it
The game stripped me naked
It robbed me ever having another real relation-
-ship, with another girl
This world is a fuckin’ trip
‘Cause I slip in another world, proceed, take another hit
Sniff ’til I fuckin’ hurl, tell ‘em all to fuckin’ sit
And spin ’til they fuckin’ twirl, middle finger up again
Relapsing back in this game
Oh well, fuck it, then[Jazmine Sullivan – Hook]
What would you do for a little bit?
What would you give for a little hit?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
‘Cause once you get in, you don’t wanna leave
Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I’m addicted
Yeah, I’m feigning[Jazmine Sullivan – Verse 3 Outro]
Start off right
Just to see your name in lights
Just so you can live the life
You take a bite
And lose your sight
They call this (Fame)
You think you good (ha ha)
Just cause you got out the hood
Concerned only with getting dough,
No longer poor but lost your soul They call this.. (Fame)
I hear it callin’
My name is callin’
Why you strugglin’
When you could be ballin’
My head is sayin’ yeah
But my feet is stallin’
So many walk in
But any fallin’
But I got to have it
Like Eve and the apple
She had to grab it
I got to take it
I got to make it
That’s the plan
And I can’t forsake it.[Jazmine Sullivan – Hook]
What would you do for a little bit?
What would you give for a little hit?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
‘Cause once you get in, you don’t wanna leave
Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I’m addicted
Yeah, I’m feigning
(‘Cause once you get in, you don’t wanna leave)[Eminem]
Guess I can’t leave then
Guess I’m addicted
Oh well

Without Me

[Intro (Obie Trice)]
“Obie Trice/Real Name No Gimmicks”[2x]
two trailer park girls go ’round the outside, ’round the outside, ’round the outside
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…[Verse 1]
I’ve created a monster, ’cause nobody wants to
see Marshall no more they want Shady I’m chopped liver
well if you want Shady, this is what I’ll give ya
a little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
some vodka that’ll jumpstart my heart quicker than a
shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the doctor when I’m not cooperating
when I’m rocking the table while he’s operating (hey!)
you waited this long now stop debating ’cause I’m back,
I’m on the rag and ovulating
I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your husband’s heart problem’s complicating
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 ’cause this shit’s about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits Fuck
YOU DEBBIE![Chorus 2x:]
Now this looks like a job for me so everybody just follow me
‘Cause we need a little controversy,
‘Cause it feels so empty without me[Verse 2]
Little hellions kids feeling rebellious
embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis
they start feeling like prisoners, helpless,
’til someone comes along on a mission and yells “bitch”
A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, polluting the air waves a rebel
so just let me 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 sound]
fix your bent antennae tune it in and then I’m gonna
enter in and up under 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’ll 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 let’s go, just give me the signal I’ll 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 must mean I’m disgusting, but it’s 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’d be so empty without me[Chorus 2x]
(Hum dei dei la la Hum dei dei la la… la la la) [2x]
“Kids”

I Remember (Everlast Diss)

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 Schrody
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’s no tomorrow (no tomorrow)
(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 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)
Maybe Ice-T’s right, you are a bitch (you are a bitch)
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 (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 ridiculous 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 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, you 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’ll 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

Emulate

[Obie Trice:]
Obie the person that came up introverted
Cause of nervousness that was solely the only verdict
It was worth it cause he changed became so observant
Serving such of a purpose
If you knew him earlier in his days its like a different version
So much hurtin’ and pain gave him game for certain
That’s why there’s curtains in this murder if you gettin’ worked up
I’m so assertive on these motherfuckers actin’ tougher
I had enough of isolating myself in a room
Writing poems and songs, doin’ the same in school
Now look what he became, a fool?
Cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you
Living hard but still Juliard a god walks in but ain’t spend a day in the pew
Regardless of this I draw visual pictures when a nigga vents
So welcome to the art department[Eminem:]
I stimulate the brain, mimic, emulate the sane
Cinic keep em’ thinking its a fucking gimmick when it ain’t
Clinically insane, brain is on Venus suck Uranus
Label me a genius if you ever seen us you would say
He may seem as though he’s plain normal
If you ever meet him, greet him with a shake, see
He ain’t as mean as what they say
See the thing is maybe he can’t always think of things to say
So he’s vague, so they mistake him for just bein’ crazed
You part ways, your impression of him changed
You don’t think he’s strange, you turn around and tell him “peace and thanks”
Then you catch him flipping you off, with his pants down
Hands around his scrotum, tucking his fucking penis between his legs[Obie Trice:]
Obie the person that came up introverted
Cause of nervousness that was solely the only verdict
It was worth it cause he changed became so observant
Serving such of a purpose
If you knew him earlier in his days its like a different version
So much hurtin’ and pain gave him game for certain
That’s why there’s curtains in this murder if you gettin’ worked up
I’m so assertive on these motherfuckers actin’ tougher
I had enough of isolating myself in a room
Writing poems and songs, doin’ the same in school
Now look what he became, a fool?
Cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you
Living hard but still Juliard a god walks in but ain’t spend a day in the pew
Regardless of this I draw visual pictures when a nigga vents
So welcome to the art department[Eminem:]
Its all psychologic, why am I so maniacal,
Am I psycho or some kind of psychotic stick,
Or am I truly psychotic, or my molecules just diabolical,
Cause biologically I defy logic, bye golly hall me off on a trolly, probably wanna cracker, I’m back on the wacky tobacco,
I’m a step away from crack Obie smack the shit outta me,
I’m so slap happy man, snap me back to reality,
Ima walking art gallery, a science museum,
Elephantiasis of the nuts you probably die if you see em,
I pull em out they hit the ground and probably crack the cement,
I need an ambulance I cant just put em back in my pants

Em Calls Paul (Skit)

Aye yo Paul, It’s Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing
And I know that he’s not ‘thrilled’ about the video
What does he ‘wanna be startin’ somethin’?’
Well I’ll show him who’s really ‘bad’
Paul, ‘the way you make me feel’ with these calls
You should really take a look at the ‘man in the mirror’
And tell him to ‘beat it’ because I ‘won’t stop till I get enough’
Do you ‘remember the time’ we were watching the ‘Billy Jean’ video?
Well he’ll always be that Michael to me
And it doesn’t matter if he’s ‘black or white’
Because I ‘can’t stop loving him’ and I hate plastic surgeons
And I hope they all fucking die!
How do you like that?
And I like him, I like him a lot
I want to touch him but I can’t
Excuse me, I’m taking a shit
Sorry
Anyways, call me back
I have this idea about how I want to end the show
So, hit me when you get this message fucker
Oh, and by the way
No I don’t have a new gun [click] (goddamn it)

So Much Better

You fucking groupie, pick up the goddamn phone.[Verse 1:]
Bitch where the fuck were you Tuesday, with who you say
I wasn’t at the studio bitch, what’cha do screw Dre?
You went there looking for me? Boo that excuse is to lame
Keep playin’ me, you gon’ end up with a huge goose egg
You fake lyin’ slut you never told me you knew Drake
And Lupe? you wanna lose two legs?
You tryin’ to flip this on me? If I spent more time with you, you say
Ok, yeah and I’m coo-coo, ay?
Well screw you and I’ll be the third person who screwed you today
Oh, fourth- Dre, Drake, Lupe oohm touche
Well you’re too two-faced for me thought you was my number one true blue ace
But you ain’t
And I can’t see you when you make that wittle boo-boo face
‘Cause I’m hangin’ up this phone, boo you make my fuckin’ blue tooth ache
You feelin’ blue, too late
Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurf and puke blue Kool Aid
Here’s what you say to someone you hate[Chorus:]
My life would be so much better, if you’d just drop dead
I was layin’ in bed last night thinkin’ and this thought just popped in my head
And I thought, wouldn’t shit just be a lot easier if you dropped dead? I would feel so much better[Verse 2:]
Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink
Hop on the freeway, tryin’ to get some time alone and just think
Till the cops pulled me over but they let me go ’cause I told ’em I’m only drivin’ drunk ’cause that bitch drove me to drink
I’m back on my fuck hoe’s, with a whole new hatred for blondes
But bias? I hate all bitches the same, baby come on
Excuse the pun but bitch is such a ‘broad’ statement and I’m
Channelin’ my anger through every single station that’s on
‘Cause a woman broke my he-art I say he-art
‘Cause she ripped it in two pa-arts and threw it in the garbage
Who you think you a-are bitch?
Guess it’s time for me to get the dust off and pick myself up off the carpet
But I’ll never say the L word again
I lo-lo-lo-lo lesbian
Aaahhh I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest
My life’d be so much better if you just[Chorus][Bridge:]
‘Cause you told me you’d love me forever bitch that was a lie
Now I never wanted someone to die so bad in my fuckin’ life
But fuck it there’s other fish in the sea[Verse 3:]
And I’m a have a whale of a time being a single sailor
For the night, bitch on a scale a
One to ten shit I must be the holy grail of
Catches hoe I got an Oscar attached to my fuckin’ name (dayla)
I might hit the club find a chick that’s tailor
Made for me say fuck it kick some shots back git hammered and nail her
These bitches tryin’ get attached but there failin’ to latch onto the tail of
My bumper they’re scratchin’ at the back of my trailer
Like I’m itchin’ to get hitched, yeah I’m rich as a bitch
But bitches ain’t shit I’d rather leave a bitch in a ditch
Bitch you complain when you listen to this
But you still throw yourself at me that’s what I call pitchin’ a bitch
That’s why I’m swingin’ at these chicks on-site
Long as I got a bat and two balls it’s ‘foul’ but my dicks on ‘strike’
So all that love shit is null and void, bitch I’m a droid
I avoid Cupid stupid wasn’t for blow jobs you’d be unemployed
Oye, yoy-yoy
Man oh, man your boy-boy-boy’s
Gettin’ sick of these girls-girls-girls, oink oink oink
You fuckin’ pigs all you’re good for is doink doink doink
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain’t one
She’s all 99 of ’em, I need a machine gun
I’ll take ’em all out, I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest
Have a heart attack and just
Drop dead and I’m a throw a fuckin’ party after this
‘Cause, yes…[Chorus]
I’m just playin’ bitch, you know I love you

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