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[Intro] When I was just a little baby boy My mama 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

[Verse 1] They said I can't rap about bein' broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more (Ah) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore? 'Til the vocal cords won't work in her throat no more? (Ah) These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm sayin' this shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it (Ah) Put your hands down, bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you I'ma pull you to this bullet and put it through you (Ah) Shut up, slut! You're causin' too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay, Ma? "Oh, now he's rapin' his own mother Abusin' a whore, snortin' coke and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You goddamn right, bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum, and tragedies happened in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile vicious Vain Vicodin, vrin, vrin, vrin 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 See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like Renaissance Eminem Please Please Please Sabrina Carpenter Brand New Dance Eminem [Pre-Chorus] Bitch, I'ma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither You ain't nothin' 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't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too You ain't nothin' but a girl to me (I said)

[Chorus] 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

[Verse 2] (Bitch, I'ma 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 tryna 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'll 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 tenth (Ah) 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 [Pre-Chorus] Or I'ma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither You ain't nothin' 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't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too You ain't nothin' but a girl to me (I said)

[Verse 3] Know why I say these things? 'Cause ladies' screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks These eighty Gs 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 all seventy thousand pounds of her From principal to the student body and counselor From in-school to before-school or outta 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 [Pre-Chorus] Or I'ma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither You ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch, I'ma kill you You don'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't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too You ain't nothin' but a girl to me Bitch, I'ma kill you

[Chorus] You don't wanna fuck with Shady ('Cause why?) 'Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you (Haha) I said you don't wanna fuck with Shady (Why not?) 'Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you

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

[Produced by Dr. Dre & Mel-Man]