[Eminem verse 1]
One two, one two
One two, one two, one two
Y'all done started something that you can't undo
Yo I'm up in the spot with Tim Westwood
You wanna step to this you better bring you best foot
Flawless freestyles I drop right of the top
Take a bottle of beer and bite off the top
Right of the block, straight to your neighbourhood
The flavors good in London and Imma stay for good
Yo, check it out, it's Slim Shady
I rip the radio off right of of the S baby
Y'all can't see me cuz yall don't wanna be it
Y'all don't understand these freestyles when I MC it
Original bad boy on the case, cover your face
Came in the place, blowed and sprayed Puffy with mace
I lace the weed with ?insect repellent, better check to spell it
Eminem starts with E better check to spell it, with a capital
Somebody grab me a snappel
I got an asprin cap still trapped on my Adam's apple
Somebody dropped me on my head
And I'm for sure that my mother did it
But the b**h won't admit it was her
I slit her stomach open with a scapel when she was 6 months
And said I'm ready now b**h, can't you feel these kicks c*nt?
The world ain't ready for me yet, I can't tell
I'll probally have a cell next to the furnace in hell
I'm sicken these s**m cells with syphilis? germs
And I'm hotter than my dick is, when I'm pissin it burns
I kick you in the tummy until you're sick to your stomach
And vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it
Hit you in the head with a picture you plumet
If yall don't like me you can s** my dick till you numb it
And all the gibberish you were spittin, you need to k** it
Cuz your style is like dying in my sleep, I don't feel it
And any MC that'll try to step to this
I'll throw you right off of the roof
Ayo, bust it Proof!
[Proof verse 1]
[Eminem verse 2]
Last night I OD'd on rush,mushrooms and dust
And rushed to the hospital to get my system flushed
Shucks, I'm an alcoholic and that's all I can say
I've called in to work cuz all I do is frolic and play
I swallow grenades and take about a bottle a day
Of Tylenol 3 and talk about how violent I'll be
Give me 11 Excedrin and my head will spin
Pennesillin will get me reving like a 747 jet engine
Scratched my balls till I shred the skin
Doctor check this rash, look how red it's been
It's probablly AIDS, forget it then
I'll strike a still pose and hit you with some ill flows
Don't even make sense like dykes using dil*os
So reach in your bill folds for 10 duckets?
And pick up the Slim Shady stuff that's on Ruckus
Some'n some'n some'n some'n, I can't read it
My daughter scriblled over that line
I couldn't read it
[Proof verse 2]
Eminem verse 3
Yo yo yo
One more time I come back
Slinging the wack Yo
I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrolling corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action than Rosco beating James Tar Senior
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth
With a messed up childhood, that I used as an excuse
And ain't sh** changed, I kept the same mindstate
Since the third time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person
Don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence, I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of d**h
As I fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind, you and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
sh**, why not? Blow your brain out
I'm blowing mine out
f** it, you only live once you might as well die now
[Proof verse 3]
[Eminem verse 4]
Smoke and work? is that we spit
On this microphone they say we're aren't allowed to say sh**
So Imma say it as much as I can
Cuz it don't matter cuz I'm the man
With a frickin beer in my hand
I said frick cuz of respect to Tim Westwood
Yall wanna step to this Yo I come from the best hood
Detroit, the motown, where it goes down
Kick the flow sound Rappers they know now
I kick a pro now
[Proof]
[Eminem verse 5]
And 3 plus
Yall wanna be us
But none of you won t see us
Even if yall had some brand new bifocals
I try locals
So yall die rot locals? cuz I smoke you
Plus I provoke you and then I bust
Freestyles yall can't trust cuz I'm like CanIbus
Bus can I bust? No you can't
Well yes I can cuz I'm slim shady and I'm the man
[Proof]
[Eminem verse 6]
Well Imma check then with dirty needles
It's two of us but we're not the beatles
Cuz there were three of them
And I am seeing them but yall ain't seeing Em
Even if I was driving in the BM in the PM
With the top up and the top down
Don't matter cuz I rock now
Yo yall can hear the Glock sound, 2Pac now
Yo that's what I am when I bust
This lyrical image
Yall can't just betray the skrimmage that I be k**ing
When I be bustin and I'm crushing
Any MC leave em with no freakin discussion
[Proof]
Run up in your house then I shot your wife
Ayo Em, hold these Tylenol three's while I rock the mic
[Eminem]
Weed lacer, 97 wearing burgundy blazer
Wanted for burgulary
Had to dis the mercury tracer
All up on some loc sh**
Cuz I'm fed of being broke sh**
I'm not to joke with
Yo I don't sell crack, I smoke it
[Proof]
[Eminem verse 7]
Hand me an .8, beam me up and land me in space
I'ma sit on top of the world {I'm here} and sh** on Brandy and Mase
I'm more than ill
I'm scarier than a white journalist in a room with Lauryn Hill
Human horror film
But with a lot funnier plot, and people that feel me
Cause I'ma still be Madd Rapper, whether I got money or not
As long as I'm on pills, and I got plenty of pot
I'll be in a canoe paddlin, makin fun of your yacht
But I would like an award
For the best rapper to get one mic in The Source
And a wardrobe I can afford
Otherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a Ford
And you wonder what the hell I need more Vicadin for
Everybody's pissin' me off; even the No Limit Tank
Looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me off
No sh** I'm a great danger to my health
Why else would I k** you then jump in the grave and bury myself?
You can hate me now