The Marshall Mathers LP de Eminem

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1. Public service announcement0:25

   Letra

   This is a public Service Announcement brought to you, in part, by Slim Shady The views and events expressed here are totally fucked, and are not necessarily the views of anyone. However, the events and suggestions that appear on this album are *not* to be taken lightly Children should not partake in the listening of this album with laces in their shoes. Slim Shady is not responsible for your actions. Upon purchasing this album, you have agreed not to try this at home. Anything else? Eminem: Yeah,Don't do drugs.
2. Kill you4:24

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   [Eminem] When I was just a little baby boy, My momma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, She used to tell me he hated me But then I got a little bit older And I realized, she was the crazy one But there was nothing I could do or say to try to change it Cause that's just the way she was They said I can't rap about being broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more (Ahhh!) s***, you think I won't choke no whore 'til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?! (Ahhh!) These motherfuckers are thinking I'm playing Thinking I'm saying the shit cause I'm thinking it just to be saying it (Ahhh!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you I'ma pull +You+ to this bullet, and put it through you (Ahhh!) Shut up s***, you're causing too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a s***, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore, Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover? " You god damn right bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches Vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, vrinnn! [*chainsaw revs up*] Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all Dangling from his neck, while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, cuts Knives, lives, wives, nuns, s***s [Chorus: Eminem] Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither - you ain't nothing but a s*** to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefing I don't squash the beef You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead For popping off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't said But when they kill me - I'm bringing the world with me Bitches too! You ain't nothing but a girl to me .. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?) Cause Shady, will fucking kill you (ah-haha) I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?) Cause Shady, will fucking kill you.. [Eminem] Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up! I'm trying to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added Whoops! Is that a subliminal hint? No! Just criminal intent to sodomize women again Eminem offend? No! Eminem insult And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse To do it again, then, if he does it again You'll probably end up jumping out of something up on the 10th (Ahhhhhhhh!) bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman? Serial killer hiding murder material In a cereal box on top of your stereo Here we go again, we're out of our medicine Out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in [Chorus] Or I'ma kill you! Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither - you ain't nothing but a s*** to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefing I don't squash the beef You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead For popping off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't said But when they kill me - I'm bringing the world with me Bitches too! You ain't nothing but a girl to me .. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?) Cause Shady, will fucking kill you (ah-haha) I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?) Cause Shady, will fucking kill you.. [Eminem] Eh-heh, know why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creeping in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks This eighty G's a week to say the same things tweece! Twice? Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink? Fuck that! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her From principal to the student body and counselor From in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathing I'm leaving air in your lungs Just to hear you keep screaming for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go play I got the machete from O. J. I'm ready to make everyone's throat sag You faggots keep egging me on 'til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me your hands and feet I said shut up when I'm talking to you You hear me? Answer me! [Chorus:] Or I'ma kill you! Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither - you ain't nothing but a s*** to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefing I don't squash the beef You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead For popping off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't said But when they kill me - I'm bringing the world with me Bitches too! You ain't nothing but a girl to me Bitch I'ma kill you! .. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?) Cause Shady, will fucking kill you (ah-haha) I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?) Cause Shady, will fucking kill you.. [Eminem] Hahaha, I'm just playing ladies You know I love you
3. Stan6:44
   Vídeo Letra

   

   My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote, but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Scam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to but you could have signed an autograph For Matthew That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours And ya just said no That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more Than I do I ain't that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you You would write back. See, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps When I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline. The Pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'Cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous, 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up You've gotta call me man. I'll be the biggest fan You'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan PS: We should be together too My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, to put your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans This'll be the last package I ever send, your ass It's been six months and still no word. I don't Deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the Addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now. I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim: I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive? You know that song by Phil Collins from The Air In The Night? About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is. You could have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late. I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we could have been together. Think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream aboutit I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe withoutme See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more And then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be great, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it On your Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you Like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the Walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' Just fine If you'd relax a little. I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want You as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago That made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was Pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who It was to Come to think about it, his name was, iIt was you Damn
4. Paul (Skit)0:10

   Letra

   Yo Em, what's going on Dre gave me a copy of the new album and i just..........fuck it.(Hangs up)
5. Who knew3:47

   Letra

   I never knew I.. I never knew I.. Mic check one-two I never knew I.. Who woulda knew? I never knew I.. Who'da known? I never knew I.. Fuck woulda thought? I never knew I.. Motherfucker comes out I never knew I.. and sells a couple of million records I never knew I.. And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling I never knew I.. [Eminem] I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music, for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*} I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!) Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretchedout Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furnitureout (Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dicksucked? {*ewwww*} Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement (The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of theterrace You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents Chorus: Eminem Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch [Eminem] So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?) I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over inLondon And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi I sees three little kids, up in the front row, screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?" And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter towear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) So read up, about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?) Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? Chorus [Eminem] I never knew I.. knew I'd.. have a new house or a new car A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?) Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!) How many retards'll listen to me and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them? "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not Chorus [Eminem] How the fuck was I supposed to know?
6. Steve Berman0:53

   Letra

   EM: Heey! SB: Hey Em, what's up? EM: Steve Berman, what's goin on man, how're you doing? Good to see you again! What's up? SB: Em, could you come in here and have a seat please um.. EM: Yeah SB: Vinessa, shut the door VN: Okay EM: So what's up, how's orders looking for the first week? SB: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all. This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record. EM: Wha.. SB: Do you know what's happening to me out there? EM: W..wha..what's the problem? SB: Violet Brown told me to go fuck myself. EM: Who's Violet... SB: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shovedup your ass? EM: Well ..I umm SB: I'm going to loose my fucking job over this Do you know why Dre's record was so sucessful? He's rappingabout big screen tv's, blondes, 40's and bitches. You're rapping abouthomosexuals and vikidin... I can't sell this shit. EM: Wha... SB: Either change the record or it's not coming out EM: Wha.. SB: Now get the fuck out of my office EM: What am I sp.. SB: Now! EM: Alright man, whatever.....
7. The way I am4:50
   Vídeo Letra

   

   Whatever Dre, just let it run Aiyyo, turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo, this song is for anyone, fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this Earth And since birth, I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve All this tension dispensin' these sentences Gettin' this stress that's been eatin' me recently off of this chest And I rest again peacefully (peacefully) But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out In the streets when I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter Do not come and speak to me (speak to me) I don't know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty) No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin' you 10 feet (liftin' you 10 feet) in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you) I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know, it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered With all of this nonsense, it's constant And: Oh, it's his lyrical content The song Guilty Conscience has gotten such rotten responses And all of this controversy circles me And it seems like the media immediately Points a finger at me (finger at me) So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up When you don't give a fuck when you won't just put up With the bullshit, they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin' bullied and shoots up his school And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn) and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class ci-ty Havin' this happenin' (this happenin') Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way) But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire To burn and it's burnin' and I have returned And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am I don't know, it's just the way I am I'm so sick and tired of bein' admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on My Name Is And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation To cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience) To deal with these cocky Caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin The same fuckin' questions (fuckin' questions) What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'Til I'm grabbin' my hair and I'm tearin' it out 'Cause they drivin' me crazy (drivin' me crazy), I can't take it I'm racin', I'm pacing, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for every fan that I get But I can't take a shit, in the bathroom Without someone standin' by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, everyday I am I don't know, it's just the way I am
8. The real slim shady4:44
   Vídeo Letra

   

   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 gonna have a problem here Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor, like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door And started whoopin' her ass worse than before They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (agh!) It's the return of the: Ah, wait, no way, you're 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 (ha ha!) Feminist women love Eminem Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what Flippin' the you-know-who, yeah, but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose But can't, but it's 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 woman's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they? We ain't nothin' 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 pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 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 damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird? Why? So you guys could 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, hee-hee I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (agh!) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? I'm like a head trip to listen to ‘Cause I'm only givin' you things you joke about With your friends inside your livin' room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it Better than 90% of you rappers out can Then you wonder: How can kids eat up these albums like Valiums? It's funny, ‘cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm 30 I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting Pinching nurse's asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking He could be working at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming: I don't give a fuck! With his windows down and his system up So will the real Shady please stand up And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Ha ha I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let’s all stand up!
9. Remember me?3:38
10. I'm back5:10
11. Marshall Mathers5:20

    Letra

    [Eminem] You know I just don't get it Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? Get the fuck out of here [Chorus One: Eminem] You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before, All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me) [Eminem] Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog With it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin (grrrr, arf arf) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin Startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin With instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy/girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it.. (hahaha) Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh) Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup) Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe) A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah) I think I was put here to annoy the world And destroy your little 4-year-old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer Faggot2dope and Silent gay Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out (Ahhh!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Look at y'all runnin your mouth again When you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females In make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two 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 about me) Come and see me on the streets alone If you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me) And if you wanna run your mouth Then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me) [Eminem] Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy Now because of this blonde mop that's on top And this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned 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-Bizzy" My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've 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 her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It doesn't matter your [attorney Fred Gibson's a] faggot! Talkin about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!) So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For every million I make, another relative sues Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!) A half-brother and sister who never seen me Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on tv Now everybody's so happy and proud I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand To buy this cheap-ass little 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 Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help: Uhh, here - double xl, double xl Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself [Chorus One (2X)]
12. Ken Kaniff (Skit)1:01

    Letra

    Call this mother fucker (dial tone) Ohh fuck yeah Give em a piece of my mind.... A piece of my ass (Thanks for waiting, This is ----- May I help you?) Ohh thank you I need to make a collect call (What number?) Ohhh The numbers _62-____ (At the tone, please say your name.) (beep) Kennith Kaniff.... From Connecticut. Automated piece of shit Ring, ring Yo Hey there cockboy. Who's this? This is Ken Kannif Who? Ken Kannif from Connecticut, ya little bitch. From Connecticut? Yean you wanna get a... I don't know nobody in Connecticut. You wanna get a hotel room with me? A hotel room? Yeah, you want me to lick your ass, eminem!? Ha.. Yo, wh, who is this? Cage? Hey, pa ha.. You want me ta fuckin melt in your mouth and not in your hand? Melt in Your ass, ya little cockboy. He k k k k, yo shut up you little bitch. Oh you think I'm lyin huh? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
13. Drug ballad5:00

    Letra

    [Girl] Yeaaah, hahahaha...whooooo, shit! [Em] (aight) [Eminem] Guess what? I ain't coming in yet... I'll come in a minute [Eminem] Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like this [Eminem] Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinning You're beginin' to think women Are swimming in pink linen again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wilin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin' you Get in your car, start it, and start drivin' Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up [Em's spaceman voice]Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Looking at the life on this planet, sir, no sign of it All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin' And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this place I'm outta place I'm in outer space I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so [Chorus] [Eminem] 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Some geek's pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These drugs really got a hold of me 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them go I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got a hold of me [Eminem] In third grade, all I used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play Rubic's cube 17 years later I'm as Rude as Jude Scheming on the first chick with the hugest boobs I've got no game And every face looks the same They've got no name So I don't need game to play I just say whatever I want to whoever I want Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want However, I do show some respect to few As ecstasy got me standing next to you Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you We just met But I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too So you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch You know I have stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you But in the long run These drugs are probably going to catch up sooner or later But fuck it, I'm on one So let's enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal cord So it's not a straight line no more 'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more So bye for now I'm going to try to find some more [Chorus] [Eminem] That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all wallow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably going to want to do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life Live it however you wanna Marijuana is everywhere Where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're going 'Cause none of the shit is going to mean shit where we're going They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignoring Even though you wake up feeling like shit every morning But you're young You've got a lot of drugs to do Girls to screw Parties to crash Sucks to be you If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't I would have did more shit that people said that I shouldn't But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated Did better drugs and updated But I've still got a lot of growing up to do I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew But when it's all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling stories With a bottle of Jack Two grandkids in my lap Babysitting for Hailie while Hailie's out getting smashed [Chorus 2x] [Same as previous, but 2nd time the last line is repeated like this] Drugs really got a hold of me They really got a hold of me 'Cause drugs really got a hold of me They really got a hold of me
14. Amityville4:14

    Letra

    (kill kill kill) Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. Dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da (kill kill kill) Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. Dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm.. (kill kill kill) [Chorus: Eminem] Mentally illll from Amityvilllle (Illll) Accidentally killll your family stillll Thinkin he won't? God-damnit he willll (He'ssss) Mentally illll from Amityvilllle [(He'ssss) - on repeats only] [Eminem] I get lifted and spin til I'm half-twisted Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick (Smack) Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit Shrink pencil me in for my last visit Drink gin til my chin's full of splashed whiskers (whoosh) Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches (smack) Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past six years Mash with me you'll get in imagine this [Chorus 2X] [Bizarre] I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat (Ahhhhhhhh!) Guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope? My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity (Mmm mm mmm!) And bitches know me as a horny ass freak Their mother wasn't raped, I ate her pussy while she was 'sleep Pissy-drunk, throwin up in the urinal (You fuckin homo!) That's what I said at my dad's funeral [Chorus 2X] [Eminem] That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin idiots still (still) That's why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he gets killed (killed) That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it Amityville ('Ville) You can get capped after just havin a cavity filled (filled) Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder capital still (still) This ain't Detroit, this is motherfuckin Hamburger Hill! (Hill!) We don't do drivebys, we park in front of houses and shoot And when the police come we fuckin shoot it out with them too! That's the mentality here (here) that's the reality here (here) Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here?? (huh?) While I'm holdin a pistol with this many calibres here?? (here??) Got some registration and just made this shit valid this year? (year?) Cause once I snap I can't be held accountable for my actions And that's when accidents happen, When a thousand bullets come at your house And collapse the foundation around and they found you And your family in it (Ahhhhh!) Got damnit he meant it when he tells you [Chorus 2X] Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. Ta-dah-da Dum..
15. B **** please II4:48
16. Kim6:17

    Letra

    [Eminem] Aww look at daddy's baby girl That's daddy baby Little sleepy head Yesterday I changed your diaper Wiped you and powdered you. How did you get so big? Can't believe it now your two Baby you're so precious Daddy's so proud of you [Smooch] Sit down bitch If you move again I'll beat the shit out of you [Eminem] (Eminem as Kim) (Okay) Don't make me wake this baby She don't need to see what I'm about to do Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you? How could you? Just leave me and love him out the blue Oh, what's the matter Kim? Am I too loud for you? Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time At first, I'm like all aight You wanna throw me out? That's fine! But not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind? This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine! How could you let him sleep in our bed? Look it Kim Look at your husband now! (No! ) I said look at him! He ain't so hot now is he? Little punk! (Why are you doing this?) Shut the fuck up! (You're drunk! You're never going to get away at this! ) You think I give a fuck! Come on we're going for a ride bitch (No! ) Sit up front (Well I can't just leave Hailie alone, what if she wakes up?) We'll be right back Well, I will you'll be in the trunk [Chorus] So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you You really fucked me Kim You really did a number on me Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18 That was years ago I thought we wiped the slate clean That's fucked up! (I love you! ) Oh God my brain is racing (I love you! ) What are you doing? Change the station I hate this song! Does this look like a big joke? (No! ) There's a four year old little boy lyin' dead with a slit throat In your living room, ha-ha What you think I'm kiddin' you? You loved him didn't you? (No! ) Bullshit you bitch don't fucking lie to me What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me? Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me Kim, KIM! Why don't you like me? You think I'm ugly don't you (It's not that! ) No you think I'm ugly (Baby) Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU How the fuck could you do this to me? (Sorry! ) How the fuck could you do this to me? [Chorus] So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you Come on get out (I can't I'm scared) I said get out bitch! (Let go of my hair, please don't do this baby) (Please I love you, look we can just take Hailie and leave) Fuck you, you did this to us You did it, it's your fault Oh my God I'm crackin' up Get a grip Marshall Hey remember the time we went to Brian's party? And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie That was funny wasn't it? (Yes! ) That was funny wasn't it? (Yes! ) See it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and your husband have a fight One of you tries to grab a knife And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced (No! ) And while this is goin' on His son just woke up and he just walks in She panics and he gets his throat cut (Oh my God! ) So now they both dead and you slash your own throat So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note I should have known better when you started to act weird We could've... HEY! Where you going? Get back here! You can't run from me Kim It's just us, nobody else! You're only making this harder on yourself Ha! Ha! Got'cha! (Ahh! ) Ha! Go ahead yell! Here I'll scream with you! AH SOMEBODY HELP! Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you? Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin to you You were supposed to love me {*Kim choking*} NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED! [Chorus] So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you [Eminem shovels dirt on top of Kim and drives away]
17. Under the influence5:22

    Letra

    Na na na na na na na na na na, na na So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick Eminem: Two pills I pop, til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-20's A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of hisass So the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicaden pills bitin him I'm like a fucking wasp in the hospital, lost Stingin the fuck out of everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife by the blade and stab you with the fucking handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds hurtin (Bitch it's too late) Cuz once you're hung from the drapes, it's "curtains" Swifty: 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-barreled gaugean I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Henny I do shit on purpose 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 laced it You had it, I'll make the President get a face-lift Niggas just afraid, handin me their bracelets Chillin in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kaluha and Gin, and throw up on themic Don't like this rule, you get socked right on sight And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick 'Cuz I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 'Cuz 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 ass with a tireiron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip Lettin the record skip - lettin the record skip (damn!) I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost $300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face, and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches are hoes, even my stinkin ass mom Proof: Ayo flashback, two seats, too deep up in that asscrack Weed laced with somethin, nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hashrats At a Stop The Violence rally I blast gats, be it a mom or publishing Get your ASCAP-ed, the Kuniva, divider Yo cash that, run your motherfucking pockets ASAP, I don't need a platinum chain Bitch, I'll snatch Shaq's, born loser Half thief and half black Bring your boys and your guns, and get laughed at Bitch smack 'em, rich rappers get ejac-jacked And found chopped up in a trash bag Kuniva: We stranglin rappers to the point they can't yell Cuz their crew is full of fags, sweeter than bake sells 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, cuz I'm a looney I 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 While the bullets wrap you bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doing a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo-yo" I'll leave your face leakin Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon Kon Artis: 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 my tent With the superintendents daughter My brains out of order I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water In cahoots with this nigga named Carisle Von 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 Drive by you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none Born straight up out a pussy but the 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 some ones Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick 'Cuz I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 'Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick Suck my motherfucking dick... D12...Dirty motherfucking Dozen... Assed you like a snake slut bitch with 30 fucking husbands... Bizarre Kid...Swifty McVay...The Kon Artis...The Kuniva... Derty Hairy...Haha and Slim Shady...
18. Criminal5:19

    Letra

    [Eminem] A lot of people ask me.. Stupid fuckin questions A lot of people think that.. What I say on records Or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life Or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it Or that I believe in it Well, shit.. If you believe that Then I'll kill you You know why? Cuz I'm a Criminal criminal You god damn right I'm a criminal Yeah, I'm a criminal [Eminem] My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head Whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's "yes" Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!) That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em Hey, it's me, Versace Whoops, somebody shot me! And I was just checkin the mail Get it? Checkin the 'male'? How many records you expectin to sell After your second lp sends you directly to jail? C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men Right, Ken? Give me an amen (Aaa-men!) Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus Heal this child, help us destroy these demons Oh, and please send me a brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause I watch tv, and Comcast cable And you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin these charts And you can't stop me from droppin each March With a brand new cd for these fuckin retards Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me Mr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave [Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)] I'm a criminal Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime To tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a criminal But I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird And keep goin, I don't take shit from no one [Eminem] My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me I'm a criminal - an animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised? So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger I drink more liquor to fuck you up quicker Than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word... My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral s** in his Oval Office on top of his desk Off of his own employee Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired And my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die In plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em -inem and Kim combined - [*kch*] the maniac's in Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an ak to his face Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? I'm a criminal [Interlude Skit] Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker Get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there [Em] Aight I'll be right here waitin on you [Em] Aight Yo Em [Em] What?! Don't kill nobody this time [Em] Awwright... God damn, fuck... (whistling) how you doin'? [Teller] hi, how can I help you? [Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl [Teller] Okay [Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch And I won't kill you! [Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me... [Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you Hurry the fuck up! [*Boom*] Thank you! [Eminem] Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I'll hide for five minutes Come back, shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet [*dog whines*] If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts Tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough To say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut [*tape unrolls*] shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask [Chorus 2X] [thanks to kevin. Toner@blueyonder. Co. Uk for correcting these lyrics]