Missy Elliott - Bus A Rhyme lyrics

[Intro: Missy Elliott] Slim Shady (x3) [Verse 1: Eminem] Well I do pop pills I keep my tube socks filled And pop the same sh** that got 2Pac k**ed Spit game to these hoes Like a soap opera episode And punch a b**h in the nose til her whole face explodes There's three things I hate Girls, women, and b**hes I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets They call me Boogie Night The stalker that walks awkward Stick figure with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg Coming through the airport Sluggish, walking on crutches Hit a f**ing [pregnant] b**h in her [stomach] with luggage It's like a dream I can't snap out I black out, I'm back out I'm lookin for something of to beat the crap out I'm bringing you rap singers two middle fingers I flip you off in French Then translate in English Then I'mma vanish off the face of the planet and come back Speaking so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it [Hook: Missy Elliott] Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy (Slim Shady) Won't you busa rhyme for me boy, Slim motherf**ing Shady [Verse 2: Eminem] I had a huge attitude, started off staticky Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology College girls, live in an alcoholic's world Full of url, head twirls every time the toilet swirls Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow up I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up I made this rap game suspenseful, cause now I got a impulse To give you insults wrote with a pencil And waste the paper on you Chopping down the oakwood Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin' You motherf**ers are puttin' your words together for nothin' [Hook] [Bridge: Missy Elliott] Turn the music up, we gonna wake the neighbors We gon' get high, we gon' roll the Vega's Me and Slim Shady on some sh** daily What you want, what you got Is it hot, is it hot Turn the music up, we gonna wake the neighbors We gonna get high, we gonna roll to Vegas Me and Slim Shady, on some sh** daily What you want, what you want "A person from another planet might disagree with you." "Well if you want my opinion, he comes from right here on Earth." [Interlude] Slim Shady, Misdemeanor Timbaland Slim Shady, Misdemeanor [Verse 3: Eminem] I'm homicidal and suicidal with no friends Holding a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends Spraying tecs at you until you see your f**ing legs With the bullet holes and the exit wounds laying next to you f**ing mad dog, foaming at the mouth f** mouth, my whole house is foaming at the couch Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building And shot every window out on the way down to the ground, keep filming Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped 'em in half Suffocated the oxygen mask sh**, if I get any higher I'mma get the East and West beefing again Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire [Verse 4: Missy Elliott] Y'all better call the police 'fore I k** this track Don't shoot Missy, get back I'mma put you all in the line and I'mma watch you MC's die Yo Mommy, Mommy, Missy done lost her mind I think somebody done pissed her off this time I'mma have to bust you through your chest and You gonna have to clean up the mess It's raining, raining and it's pouring loud Never fear, cause pissy Missy's through the crowd I hear the gats go cha-pow Who shot me dammit, b**h get down Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile Lay em on down, like they lived underground For the sound that me and Timbaland, we found Get your a** kicked later or get your a** kicked now [Outro] Uhh, one-two Misdemeanor, Slim Shady, Timbaland, motherf**er Uhh uhh uhh, two, two, two, triple zero