[QUOTE="MystikFollower"]
I stuck my **** in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Rothelsberger
DanteSuikoden
Love that part:lol:
Haha, and the verses only get better in the 2nd and 3rd.
I'm back for revenge, I lost the battle, that ain't happening again
I'm at your throat like strep, I step strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are just stored in my mem-ory
Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win
Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior (kh)
Is not even Austin Powers, how the **** are they Mike Myers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko 'for
I take a **** in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick, dick's too short of a word for my dick
Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick!
Don't call me the champ, call me the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger, matter of fact, I need a lawyer
I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast
Beat his ass naked and pee'd in his corner like Verne Troyer
Ya'll are Eminem backwards, you're menime's (mini me's)
See he's in a-whole-nother weight **** his slugs your BB's
Your bean bag bullets, you're full of it, you were dissing his CD's
Laughed at Infinite, now he's back like someone pissed in his wheeties
No peace treaty's, he's turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the mighty DRE
He's almost famous
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Now there he goes, in Dre's studio, cupping his balls
Screaming the wood off the panelling, cussing the paint off the walls
Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads
He ain't giving 'em **** he's scissor pinch a penny so hard
He'll leave a bruise on the bronze so dark
You can see the mark when it scars, til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out "AHHH!"
His metaphors and similies ain't similar to them not at all
If they don't like they can all get ****ed, instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by
Like David Carradine, they can go **** themselves and just die
And eat **** while they at it, he's ****ing had it
lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com
He's mad at the whole world, so go to hell and build a snowman, girl
The bullies become bullied, the **** get pushed
and they better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me
Cause I ain't looking back only forward, this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I'm being poetic, let me get stoic
And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women below it
So bare witness to some biblical ****
As the cold wind blowing, this world ain't gonna know what hit it, he did it, he made it, he's finally famous!
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