| 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. | |
