Tim Westwood - Hate Me Now Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Eminem singing] You can hate me now But I won't stop now But I can't stop now You can hate me now You can hate me now (Proof: Don't hate us) Bop me and degrade me now I'm blowing up now (Proof: He's blowing up) I'm so drunk now I'm throwin' up now (Proof: Throwin' up now) You can hate me now (Proof: You can hate us now) You can deflate me now [Freestyle Verse 1: Eminem] Hand me an 8 Beam me up and land me in space I'ma sit on top of the world and spit on Brandy and Ma$e I'm more than ill Scarier than a white person trapped in a room with Lauryn Hill Human or a film but with a lot funnier plot And people will feel me cause I'ma still be the mad 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 paddling, making 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 just end up back striking at Ford And you wonder what the hell I need more Vicodin for Everybody's pissing me off Even the 'No Limit' tank looks like a middle finger sideways Flipping me off No "duh" I'm a grave danger to my health Why else would I k** you Then jump in the grave then bury myself [Interlude] Eminem: You can hate me now Proof: Hate us! Ha! Ha! Ya! [Freestyle Verse 2: Proof] Need to run for cover Eminem is white but he's still my brother Slim Shady, known to go and smoke crack But you and Charli Baltimore got something in common You both wack, how you feel about that? No need to jock 'em You so wack you make Master P sound like Rakim When it's time to bust y'all when we trust y'all We dust y'all, who y'all I break your balls like cue balls I know who you are, you RuPaul, do stall For those that try to fall and try to brawl All y'all get bust up and banged up, framed up How many MC bring my name up, the same s*ut Said the same thing as freestyle, don't need to rehearse My verse is universal, curse a flow Crush you like Hershel Walker, Allie Sparker Three day sparker highland Parker chalker You MCs can't get darker than the Midwest bracket It's us, me and Emzee, come right there, we feeling flimsy Tipsed up, one time lifetime we ripped up It's bad to the evil , met that, now it's all to say d**h rap, f** hoes, don't even say get blast away, pa**ed away Blasted a**, hey yo, they say we're Aftermath Slim Shady, you heard that, my words black But bust you up because you preferred that To hear me now, preferred that, the surgical snipe Preserved you with life, I'll make you allergic to life You die for this, don't even battle us See us. At the. With that. Subterreanean We knock your brain in [End rap, commence Eminem, Proof and Tim Westwood goofing with each other and the Tim Westwood explosion sounds]