[chorus] School Choir: SLIM SHADY! (note: on the copy i´ve heard, this part is mostly on the end of the previous track. Only the Y makes it to this track)
Eminem: That´s why they call me Slim (slim) Shady! (I´m back) I´m back (I´m back) School Choir: SLIM SHADY! Eminem: I´m back (I´m back) That´s why they call me Slim (slim) Shady! (I´m back) I´m back (I´m back) School Choir: SLIM SHADY! Eminem: I´m back (I´m back) That´s why they call me Slim (slim) Shady! (I´m back) I´m back (I´m back) School Choir: SLIM SHADY! Eminem: I´m back (I´m back) That´s why they call me Slim (er) Shady! (I´m back) I´m back (I´m back)
School Choir: SLIM SHADY! SHADY! Eminem: I´m back (I´m back)
I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better, get rid of that nine, it ain´t gonna help What good´s it gonna do against the man that strangles himself? I´m waitin for hell like hell shit I´m anxious as hell Manson, you´re safe in that cell, be thankful it´s jail I used to be my mommy´s little angel at twelve Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to, get punked and bullied on my block ´til I cut a kitten´s head off and stuck it in this kid´s mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I´m stressed Too much stares two breasts, too upset It´s just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes) Grew up quick (no) was raised right Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi" Became a commodity because I´m W-H-I- -T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me Can´t wait ´til Kim sees me Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect? Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn´t workin? You hear this finger? Oh it´s upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now
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[Eminem] I take each individual degenerate´s head and reach into it just to see if he´s influenced by me if he listens to music And if he feeds into this shit he´s an innocent victim and becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe {*vocal scratches*} My name is Slim Shady I been crazy way before radio didn´t play me The sensational {*vocal scratch "Back is the incredible!"*} With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
It´s Ken Kaniff on the, internet Tryin to, lure your kids with him, into bed It´s a, sick world we live in these days "Slim for Pete´s sakes put down Christopher Reeve´s legs!" Geez, you guys are so sensitive "Slim it´s a touchy subject, try and just don´t mention it" Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic whose eyes get so squinted, I´m blind from smokin ´em with my windows tinted, with nine limos rented Doin lines of coke in ´em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out all high and indo scented {*inhales, exhales*} And that´s where I get my name from, that´s why they call me
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[Eminem] I take seven kids from Colombine, stand ´em all in line Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine a Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine and that´s a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time Cause (I´mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazy as the world was over this whole Y2K thing And by the way, N´Sync, why do they sing? Am I the only one who realizes they stink? Should I dye my hair pink and care what y´all think? Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings? It´s why I tend to block out when I hear things
Cause all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!) So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz it´d be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this! I´m sorry Puff, but I don´t give a fuck if this chick was my own mother I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her and have a son and a new brother at the same time and just say that it ain´t mine, what´s my name?
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[Eminem {*vocal scratching*}]
Guess who´s b-back, back Gue-gue-guess who´s back (Hi mom!) {*scratch*} Guess who´s back {*scratch*} Gue {*scratch*} guess who´s back D-12 {*scratch*} Guess who´s back Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who´s back Dr. Dre {*scratch*} Guess who´s back Back back {*scratch*} back {*scratch*} Slim Shady, 2001 I´m blew out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck