the bad guy who makes fun of people that die In plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and
All these little young kids aint got no direction Shit, these lil kids is on everything Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha
consider myself one of those, so thank you very much here it goes Maybe they figured that I'm on my way out the game so they gotta go try to find 'em a new Eminem
so much candy paint in my rims Paint be flyin' off my car Be candy paintin' the neighborhood kids I got that whole block lookin' like it's Candyland Ask
else is new? Fuck it what would Elvis do in your shoes? Now here I am three months later, full blown relapse, 'Just get high until the kids get home
[Eminem] Yeah boy, Better ring the alarm boy, Dem know its coming boy, [Verse 1] Oh my God, fucking Bomboclat I'm hard as Kenard, the little boy who
done? Such sin-a-sism when it isn't in my system. Blunt-igmatism betta spliff up to my lips son, So much on my hands, I gotta give my kids a fist-bump
reason other than just to tease him 'Cause he was his biggest fan, he used to be superman Now I'm pourin' liquor on the crib in his name for him Eminem
Family Problems [Royal Flush] She was sweetest young thing in this life Had two kids and worked nights, never had shit, but we ate right And slept tight
lips, my bum is on your lips, an if im lucky you might just give it a little kiss, and thats the message we deliver to little kids and expect them not
*Door opens* who's your daddy? Hailie: Daddy, what're you doing? Beat starts Eminem: Haha Eminem & Hailie: Ok then! everybody, listen up! Eminem
[Eye-Kyu:] Check it out, [Eminem:] Hey Kyu! [Eye-Kyu:] [Chorus:] It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is
's your purpose? In life that is To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit You living trife, got three kids at home and club hopping
"Murder murder Redrum" Brain size of a bread crumb Which drug will I end up dead from Inebriated, till my stress is elevated How in the fuck can Eminem
off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin' And all the other kids said Eminem
color is red Like the blood shed From Kurt Cobain's head When he shot himself dead Women all grabbin' at my shishkabob Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids
now there's no more youth to shoot God come save the misbegotten Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes) [Chorus: Eminem] Nobody don't care
[Chorus: Eminem] This kinda music Use it and you get in to do shit Whenever you hear some shit And you can't refuse this Just some shit For these kids