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[ti:Low, Down, Dirty] |
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[ar:Eminem] |
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[al:The Slim Shady EP] |
[00:25.01] |
Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted |
[00:28.11] |
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted |
[00:30.27] |
Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid" |
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Arrested, molested myself and got convicted |
[00:36.05] |
Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises |
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Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis |
[00:42.03] |
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful |
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Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo |
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"Murder Murder Redrum" |
[00:50.53] |
Brain size of a bread crumb |
[00:52.08] |
Which drug will I end up dead from |
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Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated |
[00:57.21] |
"How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be related?" |
[01:00.12] |
Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter |
[01:02.18] |
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder |
[01:05.21] |
Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her |
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Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was little'er |
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Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin Bette Midler |
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Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler |
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Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler |
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Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her |
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I'm low down and I'm shiftee! |
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"And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him |
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and ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from.." |
[01:35.96] |
I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons |
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With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds |
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Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits |
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Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits |
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Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it |
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I'ma let your grandpa hit it |
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Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it |
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Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum |
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But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum |
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So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage |
[02:11.57] |
Losing all of my leverage |
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Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich |
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Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage |
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Smoked out like Eckridge |
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Band just making my neck itch |
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What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch |
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You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast |
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Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips |
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Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips |
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Slap hips, support domestic violence |
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Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence |
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I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking? |
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all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in |
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My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling |
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Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England |
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I'm out the game, put the second string in |
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This Brandy got my swinging |
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Bobbing back and forth like a penguin |
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Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English |
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Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?" |
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"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it |
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It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit." |
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It was predicted by a medic |
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I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic |
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Living off liquid Triametic |
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Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing |
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Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin |
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Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue |
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I think I'm dying, God is that you? |
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Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP |
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Take me to ER ASAP for and IV |
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Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop |
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They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac |
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It's politics, it's all a fix |
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Setup by these white blue collared hicks |
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Just to make a dollar off of black music |
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With a subliminal ball of tricks |
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But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks |