Eminem]
  Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted
  You see this bullet hole in my neck?
  It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma,
  "Bitch you got a sick kid"
  Arrested, molested myself and got convicted
  Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises
  Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis
  I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
  Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo "Murder Murder Redrum"
  Brain size of a bread crumb
  Which drug will I end up dead from Inebriated,
  till my stress is eleviated
  "How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be related?"
  Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter
  Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder
  Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her
  Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was little'er
  Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin Bette Midler
  Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler
  Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler
  Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her
  
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  I'm low down and I'm shiftee!
  "And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him
  And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from.."
  
  [Eminem]
  I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons
  With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds
  Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits
  Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits
  Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it
  I'ma let your grandpa hit it
  Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it
  Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum
  But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum
  So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage
  Losing all of my leverage
  Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich
  Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage
  Smoked out like Eckridge Band just making my neck itch
  What the fuck?
  Gimme the tech bitch
  You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast
  Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips
  Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips
  Slap hips, support domestic violence
  Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence
  I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking?
  If all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in
  
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  [Eminem]
  My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling
  Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England
  I'm out the game, put the second string in
  This Brandy got my swinging
  Bobbing back and forth like a penguin
  Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English
  Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?"
  "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
  It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit."
  It was predicted by a medic
  I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic
  Living off liquid Triametic Pathetic,
  but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing
  Panicing, I think I might have just took too much
  Anasin Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
  I think I'm dying, God is that you?
  Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP
  Take me to ER ASAP for and IV
  Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop
  They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is
  Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix
  Setup by these white blue collared hicks
  Just to make a dollar off of black music
  With a subliminal ball of tricks
  But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks
  
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