Pink You can send the alarm you can call out your guards you can fence in your yard you can pull all your cards but I won ’t back down oh no I wont back down Oh 0, Eminem Cadillacs Devilles brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels girl I ’m too for real lose a tooth and nail try to fight it try to deny it stupid you will feel what I do I do it well shooting from the hip,yeah boy shoot to kill half a （?）on my death bed screaming F that yeah super ill baby what the deal we can chill split half a pill and a happy meal f-ck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the reciept before I foot the bill listen garden tool don ’t me introduce you to my power tool you know the f-cking drill how you douche bags feel knowing ya disposable summers eve （?） shady ’s got the mass appeal baby crate the sh-t cause it ’s your God-damn jam you said that you want your punchlines a little more compact well shaty I ’m that man these other cats aint metaphorically where I ’m at man I gave Bruce Wayne a valium and said sonny your f-ckin ass down I ’m ready for combat-man get it combatman nah,aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts learns to like （?）cat scans cause they f-cking dope （?） hunny I flaunt that ass swear to God man these mobs can ’t dance Marsh ’show ‘em how it ’s done spazz like a God Damn Tas ’yeah Chorus Eminem Verse 2 Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons make like Michael J Fox and the jaws playin ’with a etch-a-sketch betcha that you never guess who ’s knocking at your door people hit the floors yeah the night ladies （?）girlfriend I ’ma hit ya broads with Chris ’s paws like you pissed him off talented with the tongue muthf-cker you aint gotta lick in yours hittin ’（?）like I ’m robbin ’liquor stores makin ’cash registers sh-t the draws think you spit the raw I ’m an uncut slab of beef laying on your kitchen floor otherwords I ’m off the meat rack bring the beat back bring me two extension chords I ’mma measure my dick sh-t i need 6inches more f-ck my dicks big b-tch need I remind you that I don ’t need the f-cking swine flu to be a sick pig you ’re a d-ck did em dope（?） I ’m the longest needle around here need a fix up I ’m the big shot get it dicks nuts your just small poach little pricks girl you think that other pricks hot drink gasoline and eat a lit match ‘fore I sit back and let em get hot better call the cops on ‘em quick fast shady ’s right back on your bitch ass white trash with half a six pack in his hatchback trailer hitched a-ttached to the back （dispatch） Pink -Chorus Eminem -Verse 3 Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping does a bird chirp,Lil Wayne slurps surp til he burps and smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles rapped around him like you do it（?）,I can do it like him （?）to remind yourself what the f-ck I can do when I ’m on the mic or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to psych I ’m spiking you like a football been this way since I ’ve stood a foot tall your ’e a good catch with a sh-t spouse pretty mouth and a good jaw gimme good brain watch the wood grain,don ’t want no cum stain bitch you mismatch tryna ’turn me down slut I ’m talking to you,turn me back up are you insane tryna talk over me in the call shut the f-ck up while my sh-ts playin ’ I ’ma sh-t stain on the underwear of life whats the saying?where there ’s thunder there ’s light then they say that lightening never strikes twice in the same place how the f-ck have I been hit six times in three different locations on four separate ocassions and you can bet your stanking ass that I ’ve come to smash everything in my path fork was in the road took the pyscho-path poison ivy wouldn ’t have me （?）rash so hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone shake your booty shawty Im the sh-t why you think Proof used to call me doodi（?）. End