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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 her, cuz that's just the way she was. They said I can't rap about bein' broke no more. They aint say I can't rap about coke no more. Slut, you think I won't choke no whore 'till the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?!
Shut up slut, you're causin' too much chaos Just bend over and take it slut, okay Ma? 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? Cuz Shady, will fuckin' kill you. Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Fuck 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. Is that a subliminal hint? Just criminal intent to sodomize women again Eminem offend?
Eminem'll assault. 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 in the 10th Ahhhhhhhh! Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done, this ain't the chorus. I ain't even drugged you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in the 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.