Eminem - Favorite Bitch lyrics

(feat. Ty Dolla $ign) Nah, for real, you know what I'm sayin'? Like Like music's my first love, right? But what it turned into is like You know, these, these cats got it now, she just like a ho (They ain't doin' it now to make music) You know what I mean? (Yeah) It's not real (Yeah) Switched it up, then everybody Done changed the sh*t on that damn Yeah, everybody done ran through it Mumble rappin' Ain't no more substance in sh*t Right, right They don't treat it the way it needs to be treated I kinda want that old thing back Yeah, I was young, I was hungry I was chasin' the bag at twenty-one, I was lucky To find an uneaten fu*king (What?) honeybun I forgot about Now I got money falling out, fifties, hundreds, and twenties (Twenties) And I know nothing is funny 'bout the Manchester bombing But we got something in common (What?), both of us are alarming Foul, disgusting, and awful (Yeah), so repugnant and ugly (Yup) I could give the Boston Marathon a run for its money, yeah And you could say I'm a little bit immature But this type of literature got me a little richer But I get insecure when them other dudes hit on you, girl You're letting 'em fiddle with your cli*oris Remember you were my fu*king... You used to be my favorite b*tch Things'll never be the same, ain't it funny how you changed Up and flipped the script? You done let a bunch of lames fall through and complain That I can't permit You ain't have to do it like that, told you I'll be right back Look what you did, I need a new chick Like the music, I had to bounce on my favorite b*tch Always hated my smile Mama told me it's goofy I'd get picked on at school Come home and she'd school me She never sugarcoated it to me She said if I wasn't so stupid and ugly, I wouldn't always get bullied (True) I think of my struggles (Yeah) and get emotional Could be 'cause how behind the eight-ball and far in the hole that they put me Now I'm on a roll like a Tootsie (Yeah) I'm just trollin' you pussies But I'm like a stroller 'cause you'll see just how I roll if you push me But that's what I do this music for When I was goin' through some of the hardest times, I drew from her But she's like the devil 'cause I just can't let loose of her Plus the thought of losin' her makes me wanna just let loose on her Then I hit the studio, tryna rendezvous with her Tell her, "It's a bu*t-dial girl," yeah, booty call (Haha) That's how it used to be, 'cause you and me, we ruled the world And we made Curtis blow (Fifty) fu*k, I miss them days You used to be my favorite b*tch Things'll never be the same, ain't it funny how you changed Up and flipped the script? You done let a bunch of lames fall through and complain That I can't permit You ain't have to do it like that, told you I'll be right back Look what you did, I need a new chick Like the music, I had to bounce on my favorite b*tch You fu*kin' leavin' me, b*tch? I don't think so, sit your motherfu*kin' ass down I swear to God, you run to that door I'ma put one in the back of your fu*kin' head I'ma ask you this one time The answer better be, "Yes" Would you marry me again? Now that everything is changed (Yeah) It'll never be the same (Nah) As the era whence we came (Who?) From Nas to Pac, Rak' (Yeah), Eric B. and Kane (I know) But I know a few from this era that are lyrically insane And although most are never gonna hit the level Cole or Weezy at Or be emotionally attached to Yo! MTV Raps (Yeah) Runnin' home from school to catch an episode The feeling that it gave you to rip the plastic off the tape You hold and peel it back, yeah Tear it off, then play it (What?) I swear to God, four o'clock We'd crowd around the TV, bu*ter in his underwear and socks When Nani was Kon Artis (Yeah) and Proof had his hair in locs (Doody) Yeah, back when Flavor Flav had us wearing clocks (Back when) Back when Ed Lover (Yeah) When there was two Dr. Dre's, that's a paradox (Pair of Docs) But I never thought I'd get so jealous At the thought of letting you go psychologically It's gonna bother me, my eyes are already watery Part of me don't wanna stop (Yeah) 'til I get you back 'Cause I gotta put the work in and tell you I'm never givin' this up Other part wants to tell you just to get fu*ked Go back to whatever dick that you su*ked (Ah) Get back together with them, you s*ut Givin' up the vagina like a trip to the gynecologist When I helped you become bigger than you were But I guess that it slipped your mind, you must be biding your time Looking for someone to come along that'll make you feel like I did back when you were mine, huh? (Damn) But truthfully, it was never really you and me exclusively And there's too many new MC's you can choose between But no matter how many motherfu*kers ran through Bet they can't do it like me But I can't keep burnin' the candle at both ends And I can't handle it when I leave and you find another one Now I gotta take this beat and dismantle it I won't grieve when I kill you But if I can't have you, b*tch, nobody can Hear me? I used to be your favorite, b*tch