earlier in his days, it's like a different version So much hurtin' and pain gave him game for certain. That's why there's curtains in his murder if you
(Phone Rings) Eminem Hello? What Up? Hello? Yo I Can-I Can't hear you let me call you right back Verse I sense someone's tapping into my phones, why
reason other than just to tease him 'Cause he was his biggest fan, he used to be superman Now I'm pourin' liquor on the crib in his name for him Eminem
[Bizarre] Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha No one's iller than me (wha?) No one, no
Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your mother fucking mind we represent the 313 You know what I'm saying
"Murder murder Redrum" Brain size of a bread crumb Which drug will I end up dead from Inebriated, till my stress is elevated How in the fuck can Eminem
said it wasn't me, I got a twin Oh my god it's you! Not again It all started when my mother took my bike away 'Cuz I murdered my guinea pig And stuck
Irv's on a string And Irv's so nervous that he Says anything to this man to keep him at bay So now Ja thinks that he's so tough And Murder Inc.'s the
[Ja Rule] Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie gonna be when she grows up? [Eminem - (Hailie Jade)] Hahaaaa
of a sellout crowd And yell out loud "All of y'all get the hell out now" Fuck rap, I'm givin' it up y'all, I'm sorry But Eminem this is your record release
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on your knees and pray [Ja Rule] Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie gonna be when she grows up? [Eminem
some tracks on the birds... Irv - Gotti know I'ma murderer, Half these niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of them, If I was the old me I would murda
up girl shut up girl showed her a cut up squirel she screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer
's the mad sinister Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J fan from Windsor I'm 'bout to murder little
[Chorus: Eminem] My words are weapons I use 'em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use 'em to
murderers And heroin users without Marlilyn's music But I figure I make my music I don't care if you use it To murder somebody, I just wanna be there
done heard of that A quarter of a million dollars for beatin' a murder rap And my boy holdin' me up, Shady done put it out Trick Trick and Eminem, Detroit