[eminem] Yo, speed racer, 97' burgundy blazer Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer I'm on some low ish, I'm fed up wit the being broke ish I'm not to joke wit Bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it My brains dusted I'm disgusted at all my habits Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets Loosing battles to wack rappers 'cause I'm always too blunted Walkin' up in the cypher smokin', talkin' like, who want it? Thug and crook every drug in the book I've done it My 9's at your frame,is that your chain? run it Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor? Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your progressive pager Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer Stole your mom's acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her ( right right right ! ! ! ) (( ding ! ! ! )) The doctors you'll need after our battle are known as psychiatrics I'll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you, And i'ma make sure you come back for it So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses ( ooh ) ..take em' on long vacation trips Kidnappin' em' and trappin' em' in abusive relationships Mess up your face and lips Slit your stomach and watch your gut split Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit ((laughter)) Mama don't you cry, your son's too far gone I'm so high, I don't even know what label I'm on I'm messed up, feelin' like an over worked plumber I'm sick of the crap, what's dr. kevorkian's phone number? ( ha.. hot )
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