| Lyrics | Song | Album |
| I love it when I tell 'em shove it 'cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall said | |
| I remember back one year when daddy had no money, mommy wrapped the christmas presents up and stuck 'em under the tree | |
| Man, if I could sing I'd keep singing' a song for my daughter, if I could hit the notes I'd blow something as long as my father to show her how I feel about her, how proud I am tha | |
| I'm back for revenge, I lost the battle that aint happening' again, I'm at your throat like strep, I step, strapped with a pen | |
| Causin' illusions again Brain contusions again Cutting and bruisin' the skin Razors, scissors and pins Jesus, when does it end? | |
| My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high, thank's a lot, next semester I'll be 35 | |
| Two pills I pop 'till my pupils swell up like two pennies, like Clint Eastwood in his mid 20s | |
| That's Slim Shady, yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy, Shady made me but tonight Shady's rock-a-bye baby | |
| The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaw, I snap back to reality | |
| And tell Lady Gaga she can quit her job at the post office, she's still a mail lady | |