A lot of people ask me Am I afraid of death? Hell yeah I'm afraid of death, I don't wanna die yet. A lot of people think that I worship the devil, That I do all types of retarded shit. Look, I can't change the way I think, I can't change the way I am, But if I affended you, good 'cause I still don't give a fuck
I'm zonin' offa one joint Stoppin' the limo Hop in the window Shoppin' the demo at gun point. A lyricist without a clue What year is this? Fuck a needle, heres a sword Body pierce with this. Livin' them up Never givin' a fuck Gimme the keys I'm drunk And I've never drivin' the truck. But I smoke dope in the cab I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab Come back the next week and re-open the scab. A killer instinct runs in the blood Empty your four clips and bury your guns in the mud. I've calmed down now I was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz.
My brain's gone So worn my spirit is torn The rest of my body is still being operated on I'm duckin' the fuck down while I'm writin' this rhyme 'cause I'm probably gonna get struck by lightning this time.
To all the weed that I've smoked, Yo this blunt's for you. To all the people I've affended, Yeah fuck you too. To all the friends I use to have, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass. For all the drugs that I've done, Yo I'm still gonna do. To all the people I've affended, Ya fuck you too. Every time I reminist, Yo I miss my past. But I still don't give a fuck, Ya'll can kiss my ass!
I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you Cut you so fast When your blood spilled it was still blue I'll hang you 'til you dangle And chain you at both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I wanna crush your skull 'til your brains leak out of your veins And bust open like broken water mains. So tell sadam not to bother with making another bomb 'cause I'm crushing the whole world in my palm I got your girl in my arm And I'm armed with a fire arm So big my entire arm's a giant fire bomb Buy your mom a shirt with a slim shady iron-on And the pants that match Here mama try 'em on I get amastertive With a mouth full of adjectives A brain full of adverbs And a box full of laxitives Proff of all school accidents God help me Before I commit some irresponsible acts again
To all the weed that I've smoked, Yo this blunt's for you. To all the people I've affended, Yeah fuck you too. To all the friends I use to have, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass. For all the drugs that I've done, Yo I'm still gonna do. To all the people I've affended, Ya fuck you too. Every time I reminist, Yo I miss my past. But I still don't give a fuck, Ya'll can kiss my ass!
I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it I spent a million a track And went over my budget Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt I can't rap anymore I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doin' some bug twitches I'm withdrawling from crack so bad my blood itches I don't rap to get the women Fuck bitches Gimme a fat slut that cooks and does dishes Never ran with a clique I'm a posse Kamikaze Strappin' the mother fuckin' bomb accross me From the second I was born My mama lost me I'm a cross between manson-each ominozzi I don't even know why the fuck I'm here in the first place. The worst day on this earth was my first birthday. Retarded What did that nurse say? Brain damage Fuck I was born during an earthquake
To all the weed that I've smoked, Yo this blunt's for you. To all the people I've affended, Yeah fuck you too. To all the friends I use to have, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass. For all the drugs that I've done, Yo I'm still gonna do. To all the people I've affended, Ya fuck you too. Every time I reminist, Yo I miss my past. But I still don't give a fuck, Ya'll can kiss my ass!
Compositores: Mark Randy Bass, Jeffrey Irwin Bass (Bass Jeff), Marshall B Mathers Iii (Eminem) ECAD: Obra #6324559 Fonograma #1934335