[Eminem]
Ayo, this next song is a true story (Come here, b**h)
[Bridge]
Cause some things in this universe
Don't make sense but somehow (Always seem to f**ing work)
[Verse 1 - Eminem]
Flying down I-75 about to hop on 696
I look over this f**ing chick's trying to fix
Her makeup, I'm like, "b**h
You ain't a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up your visor, I'm getting kinda ticked
You're blocking my side mirror," she's like, "Yeah, so?"
I'm like, "So? You gon' need a stitch you keep acting like that, ho
I look like your husband, s*ut? That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll f** you up
In fact, get in the backseat
Like the rest of my dates, no b**h rides shotgun, what taxi?
Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up is that what you actually ask me?"
b**h reaches over and smacks me
Says I annoy the f** outta her, get in the f**ing back, put on your s*ut powder
You s*ut, what? Shut the f** up now, or get your feelings hurt, worse than my last chick when I accidentally bu*t dialed her
And she heard me spreading AIDS rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, trying to hit every bump
And that c*nt thought I snapped back into that accent
Cause she kept asking me to quit calling her c*nt
I said that c*nt, she said, Marshall
[Hook - Eminem]
You ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
[Verse 2 - Royce]
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a Pinto
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in there looking at my phone, on Twitter tweeting
I'm feeling a bunch of b**hes looking at a n***a, cheesing
I get approached by this little skeeza
She asked me am I the realest G, cause I'm Gucci from head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm really is cause I spit in your man's face
Like Cam did that little kid on k**a Season
She said I'm feeling your big ego, wait, am I talking wrong?
I said nah, I'm a walking Kanye/Beyonce song
She said I'm mad at you, I said why?
She said why you never make songs for chicks as if it's hard to do?
I said I make songs for me, leave the studio
And go and f** the b**h who belong to who making songs for you
She said, "I'm feeling your whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?"
I said, "Umm, you just used the word swagger, so no," she said
[Hook - Eminem]
You ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
[Verse 3 - Eminem]
We've been riding around in this hatchback until I'm f**ing hunchback
Where the f**'s this party at s*utbag c*nt? Cut what act?
Think it's an act? f** that, I'm trying to shag skuzz
Better find this love shack or somewhere to f** at, ah, don't touch that
You fat dyke, I'm trying to hear some Bagpipes from Baghdad
Don't act like you don't like them, them accents, I rap tight
And I'mma torture you until we find this place, yeah that's right
Thought it was just past this light, just past Van Dyke
Better hit that map light, read them directions, oh yeah
You can't read and you can't write, you told me that last night
She took my CD out the deck, snapped it in half like
Relapse s**ed, I snapped, hit the gas like
Blew through the light, spun out, hit a patch of black ice
Forgot we had a trailer hitched to the back, we jackknifed
b**h flew out of the car, I laughed like, she deserved it
She didn't think I'd act like that in person
(Royce, Marshall just crashed right in front of the club)
[Verse 4 - Royce]
Tell him I'll be there in a minute
I'm trying to break up this cat fight between my mistress and damn wife
Then a chick wanted a hug, she was fat
So I gave her dap, then I tell her to scat, I'm not mean, I'm cute
On my way to the front door, taking the scenic route
To avoid this chick with a lace front looking like Venus's and Serena's hooves
I'm just saying, them chicks got horse a**es, they been attractive
Hope when they see me they don't slap me with they tennis rackets
My mind drifted back to this sh**
I see my wife push her down, step over her body, then smack the mistress
Police outside, I turn and pa** the gat to Vishis
Then I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin
He mugs the mistress, turns around and gives the misses hugs and kisses
Looks at me twisted, like Nickel "Yeah, watch this sh**"
He smacks the dentures out of the mouth of the fat b**h he rolled with
And looks back to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"
[Hook - Eminem]
They said
You ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart