[Intro: Dr. Dre]
Check check, one two, one two, one two
(Yo it's rolling?) Yeah yeah yeah, Dr. Dre up in here, y'all know what this is
It's what you've been waiting for, Funkmaster Flex big caps
Def Jam records giving it to you baby
Yo Eminem, show these motherf**ers what time it is baby
[Verse 1: Eminem]
I used to be a lonely man, only mad
Till I got a million dollars, sh** now if I only had
Some f**ing hair I'd pull it faster than a bullet
Out of 2Pac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it
I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident
I had my back against the fan, and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate this straitjacket
It ain't latching and can't lock it
So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets
The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it
Before me and just kept throwing their f**ing self at it
My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication
But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation
Anyway, I got down with Dre
The first man who taught me how the Glock sounded to spray
Running up and down the street screaming, f** the Police
When you still had your mother's f**ing nipple stuck in your teeth
Became a role model after Colorado
Now all they do is follow me around and holler bravo
Hell yeah I punch my b**h
And beat my kids in public
s** my dick b**h
I'm sick enough to f** a man in his face
But I won't
Cause you probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, with your fake-a** 2Pac image
You f*ggots ain't tough
You just get drunk and become talkative
I'm probably the awkwardest alcoholic talking
Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumbling
Mumbling a bunch of dumb sh** like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, I'm just high on life
So why on earth would I need d**
When I'm fly on kites
Motherf**er
Slim Shady
I'm drunk, pa** the Tec
[Hook: Eminem & Dr. Dre] (x2)
Cause if I get locked up tonight
Then I might not come home tonight
Keep it moving
Off and on, Eminem is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on
[Verse 2: Eminem]
The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire
I set a f**ing girl on fire with a curling iron
Psych, I'm just joking
For Christ sakes
Don't get so bent out of shape
Cause I went out and raped six girlfriends
Some people just don't get it
But I won't let it upset me
Cause they don't know better
They don't know what the f** it's like to be so fed up
And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up
My mind's got a mind of its own
Sometimes I can't find it at home
It hides in the stove
Hello, where you at
sh**, talk about your brain being baked
My sh**'s still in the oven on 480 degrees
Hailie Jade, Daddy loves you, baby
Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter
f** you lady
You critics wanna criticize but couldn't visualize
Individuals lives through a criminal's eyes
The neighborhood that I grew up in, you could die for nothing
And Dirty Dozen watches over me, so try some dumb sh**
I'll have a f**ing man raped
With a Band-Aid over his mouth and shove his head in a fan blade
Don't ever tell me what I can and what I can't say
Or change cause of the age range in my fan base
Like I give a f** who's buying this sh**
Quit f**ing buying it, I'm tired b**h, I'm dying to quit
Hip-hop is universal now, it's all commercial now
It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now
But now the White kids like it so they tell me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night gets silent
Either that or booed, that's why I keep an attitude
And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon
I'm sick of being judged, f** it, let me see a judge
I'll confess to every murder I committed since three years old
[Hook] (x2)
[Outro: Dr. Dre]
f** that, turn that sh** off
Let's get the f** out of here
You know how we do [echo]