Eminem - Microphone Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] Once again, it's the sinister cynical minister Shady Kryptonite to Superman, he's a dentist to Amy Administerer of the pain, he just finished huffin' the paint And muffler fumes like it was nothin', because it ain't Anything in his way, his enemies he just slays His venom he sprays, reaches like beams of energy rays Menacing stares, he glares, making the hairs All on the back of ya neck stand like Dracula, yep Spectacular rep, he's a tarantula, gargantuan Yeah, Angela, so I command ya to start dancin' Part Manson, part Hannibal, part mechanical shark Throwing animal parts at Scarlett Johansen Enter my gas chamber, you gangsta? My a** He's got his fangs to your neck, he's set to strangle ya a**, hater You're facin' a task greater, he's chasin' your a** He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his gla** table [Verse 2] I'm checking the exposure of photos of me exposing Myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing With or without clothing, next to the decomposing Bodies eroding while I'm dozing off, overdosing Windows opening, shutting; doors opening, closing I think there's a ghost, too much hydrocodone and codeine I was only 'sposed to swallow a half, I took the whole thing I'm not joking, I think I just snorted my nose ring I need a drink, I'm standing over the sink hosing Myself, self-loathing, cause I'm on a brink, mostly I don't wanna think; this will make everything rosy Beverly sings, scream while I'm severing three toesies Totally frozen while I close in I'm yodelling "Rosie, won't you come out to play?" And no sense wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines In the papers, making shrines of my crimes and capers My words are whirlwinds, I murder my girlfriends Go to Europe and put Nurofens in my syrup and stirred 'em You never heard 'em like this, so don't encourage him The neurosurgeon, coke mirrors, and lyrics worse than The kinda person to get Katie Couric to cursin' Eighty spirits of ladies cause Shady murdered the virgins Crazy, turn him, convinced that he emerged Took over the world and reeled in all the children Lured 'em into the building and k**ed 'em Buried 'em in the mulch and mildew and he will do what he feels And still can spin, straw to gold like Rumplestilskin Cotton to silk, Motrin to Tylenol 3 pills The Real Slim Shady's entered the buildin' There's nothing but crumbled leaves and tumbleweeds up in this b**h Mildred, he's ill with it, he still shouldn't be healed There's no one as sick as he, MC's will get frica**ed on the grill, then