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  • Slim Shady
    Slim Shady
    Slim Shady
    Well I do pop pills I keep my tube socks filled
    And pop the same s**t that got Tupac killed
    Spit game to these hoes like a soap opera episode
    And punch a b*tch in the nose till her whole face explodes
    There's three things I hate girls women and b*tches
    I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
    They call me Boogie Night the stalker that walks awkward
    Stick figure with a d*ck bigger than Mark Wahlberg
    Comin' through the airport sluggish walkin' on crutches
    Hit a f*ckin' incomprehensible luggage
    It's like a dream I can't snap out I black out I back out
    I'm lookin' for someone incomprehensible to beat the crap out
    I'm bringin' you rap singers two middle fingers
    I flip you off in French then translate in English
    Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
    Speakin' so much Spanish Pun can't even understand it
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherf*ckin' Shady
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
    I had a huge attitude started off staticky
    Mad at you had you mad at me automatically
    I'm not a commodity I'm an oddity
    Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
    It's so big if I counted up all the freaks who follow me
    I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology
    College girls live in an alcoholic's world
    Full of earl head twirls every time the toilet swirls
    Covered in throw-up and I refuse to grow up
    I won't budge I still tell a grown-up to shut up
    I made this rap game suspenseful 'cause now I got a impulse
    To give you insults wrote with a pencil
    And waste the paper on you choppin' down the oakwood
    'Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
    And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin'
    You motherf*ckers are puttin' your words together for nuttin'
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherf*ckin' Shady
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
    Turn the music up we gon' wake the neighbors
    We gon' get high we gon' roll to Vegas
    Me and Slim Shady on some s**t daily
    What you want What you got Is it hot Is it hot
    Turn the music up we gon' wake the neighbors
    We gon' get high we gon' roll to Vegas
    Me and Slim Shady on some s**t daily
    What you want What you want
    A person from another planet
    Might disagree with you
    Well if you want my opinion
    It comes from right here on Earth
    Slim Shady Misdemeanor
    Timbaland Slim Shady
    Misdemeanor
    I'm homicidal and suicidal with no friends
    Holdin' a gun with no handle just a barrel at both ends
    Sprayin' tecs at you until you see your f*ckin' legs
    With the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you
    F*ckin' mad dog foamin' at the mouth
    F*ck mouth my whole house is foamin' at the couch
    Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a building
    And shot every window out on the way down to the ground
    Woke up to a hospital staff got up and laughed
    Chopped 'em in half suffocated the oxygen mask
    S**t if I get any higher I'ma get the East and West beefin' again
    Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire
    Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
    Don't shoot Missy get back
    Uhh I'ma put you all in the line
    Uhh and I'ma watch you MC's die
    Yo mommy mommy Missy done lost her mind
    I think somebody done pissed her off this time
    Yo I'ma have to bust you through your chest and
    Uhh you will have to clean up the mess
    It's rainin' rainin' and it's pourin' loud
    Never fear 'cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
    Uhh I hear the gats go cha-pow
    Who shot me dammit b*tch get down
    Don't walk when I talk I never talk when I smile
    Lay 'em on down like they lived underground
    For the sound that me and Timbaland we found
    Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked now
    Uhh one two
    Misdemeanor Slim Shady
    Timbaland motherf*cker
    Uhh uhh uhh
    Cool cool cool
    Triple zeroSlim Shady
  • [00:04.07]Slim Shady
    [00:10.10]Slim Shady
    [00:15.06]Slim Shady
    [00:22.02]Well I do pop pills I keep my tube socks filled
    [00:24.45]And pop the same s**t that got Tupac killed
    [00:27.23]Spit game to these hoes like a soap opera episode
    [00:30.08]And punch a b*tch in the nose till her whole face explodes
    [00:32.99]There's three things I hate girls women and b*tches
    [00:35.63]I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
    [00:38.29]They call me Boogie Night the stalker that walks awkward
    [00:41.06]Stick figure with a d*ck bigger than Mark Wahlberg
    [00:43.96]Comin' through the airport sluggish walkin' on crutches
    [00:46.93]Hit a f*ckin' incomprehensible luggage
    [00:49.10]It's like a dream I can't snap out I black out I back out
    [00:52.28]I'm lookin' for someone incomprehensible to beat the crap out
    [00:54.96]I'm bringin' you rap singers two middle fingers
    [00:57.43]I flip you off in French then translate in English
    [01:00.24]Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
    [01:03.19]Speakin' so much Spanish Pun can't even understand it
    [01:05.82]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    [01:11.27]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherf*ckin' Shady
    [01:16.66]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    [01:22.02]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
    [01:27.35]I had a huge attitude started off staticky
    [01:30.29]Mad at you had you mad at me automatically
    [01:33.09]I'm not a commodity I'm an oddity
    [01:35.70]Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
    [01:38.64]It's so big if I counted up all the freaks who follow me
    [01:41.19]I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology
    [01:43.89]College girls live in an alcoholic's world
    [01:46.88]Full of earl head twirls every time the toilet swirls
    [01:49.55]Covered in throw-up and I refuse to grow up
    [01:52.37]I won't budge I still tell a grown-up to shut up
    [01:55.00]I made this rap game suspenseful 'cause now I got a impulse
    [01:58.61]To give you insults wrote with a pencil
    [02:00.63]And waste the paper on you choppin' down the oakwood
    [02:03.37]'Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
    [02:06.01]And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin'
    [02:08.67]You motherf*ckers are puttin' your words together for nuttin'
    [02:11.40]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    [02:16.79]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherf*ckin' Shady
    [02:22.16]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
    [02:27.53]Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
    [02:32.91]Turn the music up we gon' wake the neighbors
    [02:35.60]We gon' get high we gon' roll to Vegas
    [02:38.49]Me and Slim Shady on some s**t daily
    [02:41.07]What you want What you got Is it hot Is it hot
    [02:44.03]Turn the music up we gon' wake the neighbors
    [02:46.54]We gon' get high we gon' roll to Vegas
    [02:49.32]Me and Slim Shady on some s**t daily
    [02:52.04]What you want What you want
    [02:54.96]A person from another planet
    [02:57.04]Might disagree with you
    [02:58.25]Well if you want my opinion
    [02:59.64]It comes from right here on Earth
    [03:03.06]Slim Shady Misdemeanor
    [03:08.06]Timbaland Slim Shady
    [03:13.37]Misdemeanor
    [03:17.16]I'm homicidal and suicidal with no friends
    [03:19.86]Holdin' a gun with no handle just a barrel at both ends
    [03:22.42]Sprayin' tecs at you until you see your f*ckin' legs
    [03:25.28]With the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you
    [03:28.14]F*ckin' mad dog foamin' at the mouth
    [03:30.65]F*ck mouth my whole house is foamin' at the couch
    [03:33.24]Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a building
    [03:35.78]And shot every window out on the way down to the ground
    [03:38.42]Woke up to a hospital staff got up and laughed
    [03:41.55]Chopped 'em in half suffocated the oxygen mask
    [03:44.03]S**t if I get any higher I'ma get the East and West beefin' again
    [03:46.98]Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire
    [03:49.90]Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
    [03:52.04]Don't shoot Missy get back
    [03:55.17]Uhh I'ma put you all in the line
    [03:57.91]Uhh and I'ma watch you MC's die
    [04:00.85]Yo mommy mommy Missy done lost her mind
    [04:03.36]I think somebody done pissed her off this time
    [04:06.02]Yo I'ma have to bust you through your chest and
    [04:08.95]Uhh you will have to clean up the mess
    [04:11.74]It's rainin' rainin' and it's pourin' loud
    [04:14.36]Never fear 'cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
    [04:17.14]Uhh I hear the gats go cha-pow
    [04:20.00]Who shot me dammit b*tch get down
    [04:22.67]Don't walk when I talk I never talk when I smile
    [04:25.23]Lay 'em on down like they lived underground
    [04:27.92]For the sound that me and Timbaland we found
    [04:30.72]Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked now
    [04:33.46]Uhh one two
    [04:36.54]Misdemeanor Slim Shady
    [04:39.55]Timbaland motherf*cker
    [04:41.89]Uhh uhh uhh
    [04:44.74]Cool cool cool
    [04:48.17]Triple zeroSlim Shady