EMINEM LYRICS - Songs - http://maxpages.com/musicmix5000/eminem

MY NAME IS:

Chorus: repeat 2XHi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)
My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady
Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?)
My name is.. {scratches} Slim ShadyAhem.. excuse me!
Can I have the attention of the class for one second?[Eminem]
Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!)
Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight
but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..)
And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!"
Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!"
Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)
I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off!Chorus[Eminem]
My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five
I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler
and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!)
Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup
Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians
in a spaceship while they screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!"
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!)
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!)
You know you blew up when the women rush your stands
and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)
This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph(Dude, can I get your autograph?)
So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!'Chorus[Eminem]
Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)
Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE!
I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (Fuck that!)
I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
(Huh yup!) Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide
I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead)
All my life I was very deprived
I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
(Whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too)
I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere)
When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits
HOW YOU GONNA 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 (BANG!)
I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?)
Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had

CHORUS

The Real slim Shady:

May I have your attention please?May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're going to have a problem here come
(Verse 1)
Ya'll act like you never seen a white person before
jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
started whoopin her ass worse than before
they first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream)
It's the return of the
"Oh wait, no way, your kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr Dre said
....Nothing you idiots Dr Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (haha)
Feminist women love EminemChicka chicka chicka Slim Shady I'm sick of him
look at him, walking around grabbing his you know what
limpin' to you know who "yeah, but hes so cute though"
Yea I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
but no worse than what's going on in your parent's bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose,
but can't, but its cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
my bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips
and if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss
and that's the message that we deliver to little kids
and expect them not to know what a womens clitoris is.
Of course they gonna know what intercourse isby the time they hit 4th grade,
they got the discovery channel don't they?
We ain't nothing but mammals; well some of us cannibals
who cut other people open like cantaloupes.
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel I got the antidote.
Women wave your panty hoes, sing the chorus and it goes...

(Chorus)
I'm Slim Shady
Yes I'm the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady...Please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up
becuase I'm Slim ShadyYes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitatingSo won't the real Slim shady...
Please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up(Verse 2)
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too.You think I give a damm about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me.
"But Slim what if u win wouldn't it be weird?"
Why? So you guys can just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears.
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first.
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"yeah he's cute but I think he's married to Kim, hehe"
I should download her audio on mp3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem V.D. (scream)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me
So I've been sent here to destroy youAnd theres a million of us just like me
Who cuss like meWho just don't give a fuck like meWho dress like me
Walk, talk and act like meIt just might be the next best thingBut not quite me
(chorus)
(Verse 3)I'm like a headtrip to listen toCause I'm only giving you
things you joke about with your friends inside your living room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of ya'll
And I don't gotta be false or sugar coated at all
I just get on the mic and spit itAnd whether you like to admit it (rip)
I just shit it better than 90% of you rappers out there
Then you wonder how can kidz eat up these albums like valiums.
Its funny cuz at the rate im going when I'm 30
Ill be the only person in the nursing home flirty.
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens and I'm jerking
But this whole bag of viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin'
He could be workin at Burger King spitten on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot circlingscreaming I don't give a fuck
With his windows down and system upSo will the real Shady, please stand up
and put one of those fingures on each hand up
and to be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

chorus

Mashall Mathers:

You know I just don't get itLast year I was nobodyThis year I'm sellin records
Now everyone wants to come around like I owe em sumthin...
The fuck you want from me?Ten million dollars?Get the fuck outta here!
You see I'm...Just Marshall Mathers...I'm just a regular guy I don't know why
All the fuss about me...Nobody ever gave a fuck before
All they did was doubt me...Now everybody wanna run they mouth
And try to take shots at me...Yo, you might see me joggin
Or you might see me walkinYou might see me walkin A dead rottweiler dog
With his head chopped off in the parkWith a spiked collar hollerin
At him cuz the son of a bitch wont quit barkin
Or leaning out a window with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they shot Pac inLookin for BIG's killas
Dressin ridiculousBlue and red like I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cuz Biggie and Pac just missed all us
Watchin all these cheap immitations get rich off em
And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets
And amist all this chris poppin and wrist watches
I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseas
And walk around with a empty bottle of Remmy Martin
Startin shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman (God Damn It)
I'm anti Backstreet and Ricky Martin
It's instincts to kill N Sync don't get me started
These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbageWhat is this bitch retarded
Gimme back my sixteen dollarsAll I see is sissies in magazines smilin (Hehe)
Whatever happened to wildin out and being violent
Whatever happened to catchin a good old-fashioned passionate
Ass whoopin and getting your shoes, coat, and your hat tooken
New kids on the block suck allota dickBoy girl groups make me sick
And I can't wait till I catch all you faggots in publicImma love it (Ha Ha Ha)
Vanilla Ice don't like me (Uh Uh)He said some shit devior despite me (Yep)
Then went and dyed his hair just like me (Ha Ha)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me
Run around screamin "I don't care, just bite me" (Na Na)
I think I was put here to annoy the world
And destroy your little 4 year old boy or girlPlus I was put here to put fear
In faggots who spray FAYGO root beer
And call themselves clowns cuz they look queerFAGGY 2 dope and silent gay
Claimin Detriot, when y'all live twenty miles away
And I don't wrestle I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask them about the club they was at when they snuck out
After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
Ducked down and got paintball shot at they truck PLOW!
Look at y'all runnin your mouth again
When you aint seen a fuckin mile roll South of 10And I don't need help From D-12
To beat upTwo femalesAnd make upWhen they tried to scratch me Wit Lee nails
Slim Anus...you damn right Slim Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flamin faggotsCuz I'm...
Just Marshall Mathers...I'm not a wrestler guy
I'll knock you out if you talk about me...Come and see me on the streets alone
If you assholes doubt me...And if wanna run your mouth
Then come and take your best shot at me...Is it because you love me
That y'all expect so much of meYou little groupie bitch get off meGo fuck Puffy
Now because of this blonde mopThat's on topWit this fucked up head that I've got
I've gone pop The underground just spun around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies
Oh, he just did some shit with Missy
So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get Busy
My fuckin bitch mom suing for ten million
She must want a dollar for every pill I been stealin
Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit
All I had to do was go in her room and lift up a matress
Which is it bitch Mrs. Riggs or Ms. MathersIt doesn't matter........faggot
Talkin about how I fabricated my past
He's just aggravated I wont ejaculate in his ass
So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do
For every million I make, another relative suesFamily fightin and fussin
Over for who wants to invite me to supperAll of a sudden
I got 90 some cousins (Hey It's Me)A half brother and sister who never seen me
Or even bothered to call meUntil they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so happy and proudI'm finally allowed
To set foot in my girlfriends house (Hey)
And then to top it off I walk to the newsstand
And buy this cheap ass magazine with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page flipped right fast
And what do i see? A picture of my big white ass!
Ok, lemme give you motherfuckers some helpUh here...double XL, double XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Aww fuck it I'll even buy a couple myselfCuz I'm...Just Marshall Mathers...
I'm just a regular guy I don't know All the fuss about me...
Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me...
Now everybody wanna run they mouthAnd try to take shots at me...Because I'm...
Just Marshall Mathers...I'm just a regular guy I don't know
All the fuss about me...Nobody ever gave a fuck before
All they did was doubt me...Now everybody wanna run they mouth
And try to take shots at me...

Under the influence:

(Gibberish) translation:So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick(Eminem)
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like twopennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-20's
A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the backof his ass
So the rats can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with brightlightnin'
Frightened with five little white Vicaden pills bitin'him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital, lost
Stingin' the fuck out of everything I come across inthe halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife by the blade and stab you with thefuckin' handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blindshurtin'(Bitch it's too late)
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's"curtains"(Swifty McBay)
I'm an instigator, three-eighty slug penetrator
They bring creative murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime known to the equator
They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators
My weed'll hit your chest like a double-barreledgauge'er
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Henny I do shit onpurpose
You'll never hear me say "forgive me"
I'm snatchin' every penny, it's gotta be that way
Nigga face it, that weed I sold to you? Regate lacedit
You had it, I'll make the President get a face-lift
Niggas just afraid, handin' me their braceletsChillin' in the lab wasted
I'm the type that'll drink Kaluha and Gin, and throwup on the mic
Don't like this rule, you get socked right on sight
And even at the Million Man March, we gonna fightChorus:
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick(Bizarre)
I'm a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire
Slash your tires, find out, thinkin' they're mine
Plate's expired, so as soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in a band of barbed wires"Hey, is Bizarre performing?"
Bitch, didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be Richard Pryor
"Aren't you a male dancer?"
Naw bitch, I'm retired, for fuckin' a bitch in the asswith a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid tripMy DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip - lettin' the record skip(reverse revolving of record)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost $300 dollars to get my pit bull anabortion
Some bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face, andlaughed
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
All bitches are hoes, even my stinkin' ass moms(Caniver)
Ayo flashback, two seats, too deep up in that asscrack
Weed laced with somethin', nigga pass that
And after then we go to hang out with hashratsAt a Stop The Violence rally
I blast gats, be it a mom or publishing Get your ass capped, the Caniver divider
Yo cash that, run your motherfuckin' pocketsASAP, I don't need a platinum chain
Bitch, I'll snatch Shaq's, born loserHalf-thief and half-black
Bring your boys and your guns, and get laughed at
Bitch smack 'em, bitch rappers get ejac-jackedFound chopped-up in a trash bag
(Dirty Harry)Stranglin' rappers to the point they can't yell
'Cause their crew is full of fags that're sweeter thanbake sales
Wreckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
Cruisin' and causin' more trouble than nine hoodlums
I rattle your Adam's Apple until it crackles
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, 'cause I'm a looneyI got an adept mind, and it's polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players, thugs, and young ballers
Shoot up they household, even the young toddlers
Brigades barricade to bring the noise
Watch the bullets wrap your bones up like Christmastoys
If I go solo, I'm doing a song with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin' "Ihava yo-yo"I'll leave your face leakin'
Run up in church and smack the preacher while he'spreachin'
Take a swing at the deacon(The Con Artist)
I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight until I got caught sellin' em shaped
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in mytent
While the superintendent thought up, my brain's out oforder
I've been a con artist since I was swimmin' in water
And cahoots with this nigga named Fall Out Tom (?)
Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb(special delivery)
I signed to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped an advancement and run
Ride by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' menone
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' niggas run up they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was full of someone's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in doughChorus
Suck my motherfuckin' dick...D-12... Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen...
Assed you like a snake slut bitch with 30 fuckin'husbands...
Bizarre kid... Swifty McBay... The Con Artist... TheCaniver... Dirty Harry...
Haha, and Slim Shady...

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