Opening Lyric | Song Title |
Hi kids, do you like violence? | |
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't calling. | |
His palms are sweaty. Knees weak; arms are heavy. | |
Two trailer park girls go round the outside. | |
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before. | |
That's nonsense. Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs. | |
When I was just a little baby boy, my momma used to tell me these crazy things. | |
(Song Title) I’m spilling these raps long as you feel 'em. | |
Don't make me wake this baby. She don't need to see what I'm about to do. | |
(Song Title) loved Valium and lots of drugs. | |
I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags. | |
So, what do you say to somebody you hate? | |
Speak of the devil, it's attack of the Rainman. | |
I went away, I guess, to open up some lanes. | |
I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see... | |
You 'bout to witness hip-hop in its most purest. | |
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have. | |
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure. | |
I scrutinize every word, memorize every line. | |
You're walking down a horror corridor. | |
Now everyone report to the dance floor. | |
Hailie, I know you miss your Mom and I know you miss your Dad. | |
So (Song Title). Let your body waddle. | |
Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns. Never was a gangsta 'til I graduated to one. | |
Never been the type to bend or budge; The wrong button to push, no friend of Bush. | |
Welcome to the Slim Shady Mecca, Rebecca. | |
I was born with a dick my brain. Yeah, **** in the head. | |
I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist. | |
Cool, calm just like my Mom. | |
The way you shake it, I can't believe it. | |