Girl, I think you just might´ve tried To pull a motherfuckin’ fast one, I’m mad You just hurt my goddamn feeling
And that was the last one I had Does this look like an arcade? Tryin´ to play games? See this saw blade? See this silhouette of a stalker in your walkway? Better cooperate or get sauteed And rotisseried while you’re hog-tied MC’s get so quiet You can hear a motherfuckin´ dog whistle when I walk by Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin´ on that ass like the fuckin’ Fall Guy I don’t gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwai ´Cause it will turn into a Gremlin And run over kids, women, and men – Vrinn-Vrinn! Motor so big you can fit a midget in his engine Bitch, give me them digits, why you cringin’?
Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin Will I spend-spend even ten cents on you, since when Do you think it’s gonna cost me a pretty penny Shit, if I think a penny’s pretty Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me Eenie-meenie-miney-mo Catch an Eskimo by his toe while he’s tryin´ to roll a snowball But don’t make him lose his cool If he hollers, better let him go, y’all
You don´t own me Now here we go, go, go
Get up, baby, get a move on like a U-Haul You can rack your brain like pool balls You won´t ever think of this shit – yeah, honey, you called?
Well, here I come, Havoc on the beat, I wreak it Evil – I see, hear, and speak it Lady, put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit Put your eggs in the same basket You can count every motherfuckin’ chicken ´fore it hatches ´Cause you can bet your ass that we gonna get it crackin’ Like the Kraken and Titans when they´re clashin´ Get your brains bashed in So bad, you’re gonna have Kurt Cobain askin’ To autograph a bloodstained napkin Unfashionable, and ´bout as rational as a rash on a fag’s asshole Now let’s take that line, run it up the flagpole With Elton, see if he’s cool with it
Don’t stand there and look stupid at Me, bitch, I ain’t in the mood for this shit Get my dick, Google it ´til it pops up Y’all are so motherfuckin’ full of shit that you stopped up Me, I’m always shittin´ diarrhea of the mouth ´Til your speakers crap out Pfft, huh, what? Girl you got a hot butt Like a lit cigarette (chig-chigga-ret-ret) But you won’t get a hot fudge sundae from me So do not strut my way, slut, because–
You don´t own me Here we go, go, go
And now that I got your panties in a bunch And your bowels in an uproar I´ma show you why I came, so you stop askin´ me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut, cunt, whore I know you want more Bitch, it’s time to put the math back into Mathers ´Cause I’m a fuckin’ problem – run, boy! Every flow, got it mastered So every last word that you fuckin’ fags heard Comes straight from the fish´s ass Yeah, in other words, I’m a bass-turd Looking at me like I killed Kenny Gas in the tank, yeah, still plenty No morals are instilled in me So remorse, I really don’t feel any Eat your heart out, Hannibal, understandable Why you jealous? Fuck an animal, I got cannibal magnetism Can´t resist him now – can you, ho? “Shady, I don’t understand your flow.”
Understand my flow? Bitch, I flow like Troy Polamalu’s hair, boy Don’t you dare try to follow or compare, boy I’m raw, you ain’t even medium-rare Stay the fuck outta my hair, boy You can look, you can stare, and point But you can’t touch, I’m too clairvoyant I don’t get it, man, is there a void? All this weak shit, what am I, steroids? Well, bitch, I’m back with some shit for that ass And your trunk, elephant hemorrhoids And remember, boys–