Eminem - f** You lyrics

[Intro: Noreaga] Yea, yea, we back again, we doin' our sh**, yo Word up, I wanna hear some fly sh** You know what I'm sayin', some get high sh** Word up, I wanna hear some white boy sh**, man Yo, I wanna hear some Eminem, man Talkin' about all that sh** he be doin' [Hook: Slim Shady] You ain't into f**in' d**, f** you You don't do ecstasy, f** you You don't pop mushrooms, f** you If you don't wanna tab of acid, f** you [Verse 1: Slim Shady] I'm nauseous in this place, I need some office space The boss is late, I wanna slap the mustache right off his face I'm ready to go postal, I'm so close I can almost feel his throat with no pulse when I choke him In ten seconds I'mma turn into Hulk Hogan With a cigarette in his mouth He tells me there's no smokin' I'm sick of this sh**, it's ridiculous All I picture is kickin' his a** When he's taking his ashes and flickin' 'em I'm sick of these stamps I'm sick of lickin' 'em, sick of stickin' 'em I'm sick of lookin' at 'em, I'm sick of 'em "Alright, Mr. Mathers, pick 'em up!" No you pick 'em up! b**h, stick 'em up Get against the wall, senior citizens and all I can't take this sh** no more, everybody hit the floor Get the door, close it and lock it Put your wallets back in your pocket, I don't want dollars Ain't none of us walkin' out of this office [Hook: Slim Shady] f*ggot, f** you, work at the post office, f** you Talkin' sh** to me, tellin' me to take out The goddamn garbage, f** you If you're a f**in' dick, f** you If you're a white rapper, f** you Talk sh** about Stretch? You're cool But if you don't talk sh** about Stretch, f** you If you're a f**in' punk, f** you Talk sh** about me, f** you You wanna battle me, f** you I ain't got to say sh** to you but f** you