Eminem - Westwood lyrics

[Intro] I'm like a white Michael, Vick Psycho enough to stick Michael J Fox in a microwave with a rock [Verse 1] I might like a little Alize with a side of NyQuil and ride a motorcycle bike right through the side of my high school Satan's disciple with a sniper rifle and a knife in a white diaper liable the sh** on you while I snipe you So dope begits of opiates, what an appropriate way to start off his day, he may just smart off to Dre He may be hard to contain cause his rages so hard to gauge. See Hannibal ate his face and made Jason gnaw off his leg Amazing hard-on for razors and blades and anything sharp, even poisonous darts it all plays a major part of his game Holy water won't ward him off, crucifixes won't do the trick he's so sick it's ridiculous saw the crazy part off his brain and he's still insane, why is there blood stains on his carpet mane? It's some crazy sh** going on in Shady's apartment again [Verse 2] News flash I'm still trash, them pills should have k**ed my a** but they didn't they just made me stronger It's like they rebuilt my a**, like the six-million dollar man after the crash, it's Aftermath, b**h in my milk gla** it's still half empty Yeah tempt me, hell isn't enough they need to invent somewhere new to send me. As sick as I'm getting they'll stick me in a conventional oven with the rotisserie setting and won't even notice me sweating- sh**, I done laid a verse, says some foul sh** trying to go back fix it f**ed around and just made it worse Yeah I'm back, lookin no worse for wear, got these f*ggots mad enough to rip out their hair and start punching the air Panties so in a bunch that they can't function, it's Shady and Royce yeah, f** what a dysfunctional pair So stop acting like a punk get a pair, take a pill and fall the f** out spill your lunch in the chair [Verse 3] I'll do a hundred yard dash Just to slash Kim Kardash In the a** with a shard of gla** from nick hogans car crash You'll end up like the pa**enger of that, don't be a smarta** Yeah laugh when you sit there thinkin that the hard part pa**ed You haven't seen pain till leatherface flips mane I'll cut your f**ing balls off homie my saws off the chain, I chop the b**h in half with it, sawed off her legs and the top half of her torso f**ing crawled off insane I ain't seen sh** like that since I went to mike jacks took the Elephant Man's Skull, f**ed it and put it right back, handed my dick to Bubbles while he s**ed it and licked my nut sack, can't even reach around while I f**ed him right in his bu*t crack [Outro] Nah, I ain't takin it back f*ggot f** that, I give a f** about nothin so here's where you f**ed up at, don't go touching that can man you don't wanna open up that wait ahh Alchemist, cut that