Eminem - Outcast lyrics

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Eminem - Outcast lyrics

[Verse 1: Eminem] Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm an M-80, you little like that Kim lady I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin' at you playas worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherf**er you bit your style from You ain't gon' sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, f** it, while we coming out in the open I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smoking dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi, Marshall!) I have a disease, and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet ‘Cause I'm coming up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your a** b**h, I'm coming out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin You getting knocked the f** out like Mike Tyson The proof is in the pudding, just ask DeShaun Holton I'll slit your motherf**ing throat worse than Ron Goldman [Hook: Eminem] So when you see me on your block with two Glocks Screaming, "f** the world" like 2Pac I just don't give a f** Talking that sh** behind my back Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a f** So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my sh** is wack I just don't give a f** But see me on the street and duck ‘Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed ‘Cause I just don't give a f** [Verse 2: Eminem] I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milkbone I'm everlasting, I melt vanilla ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's 20 below freezin' Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is lyrical combat, gentlemen; hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady; Eminem was the old initials (bye bye!) Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion Pathological liar, blowing sh** out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumping your dead body inside of a f**ing trash can With more holes than an afghan [Hook: Eminem] So when you see me on your block with two Glocks Screaming "f** the world" like 2Pac I just don't give a f** Talking that sh** behind my back *fades away*

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