peanuts like a elephant. I'm on cars like spinnin' rims. I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem. Not to down Eminem I fuck black bitches,
they got me up in hot rotation As soon as I see 'em yeah I act like I they lil brother But I can't get no sauce on the XXL cover That's why I call myself
: [Eminem] Yo...Dre Man..Make my vocals sound sexy, Come on man, come on man, okaaaay, [Chorus] It feels so wrong cause it feels so right, But its all
reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.. 1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background 2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise [Eminem
FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (
flaming faggots! Chorus Two: Eminem Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.. 1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background 2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise [Eminem
BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head
GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO {TITS!} (WAH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and tap myself in the
BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head
the heat stroke ya, the misery is over All my deep smokers, I hope the leaf choke ya Hope you'll never be sober I'ma toast to myself I hope the Crist
little flaming faggots! Chorus Two: Eminem Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk