[Intro]
Tony Touch

[Verse: Eminem]
Don't ask me what's up with the hoes, I'm still working the kinks out
Love stinks, that explains all this anger that's spillin' out
And I ain't chilling out, got an Oscar but I'm still a grouch
I use it as a doorstop and a prop for the broken leg for the couch
Yelawolf, Shady, Tony Touch, Slaughterhouse
Yeah the SWAT team 'bout to break them flyswatters out
Go to hell in a drought, break ice waters out
Nice try, shorty wop, we can window-shop the jewelry store
But, Christ, for that price, coulda bought a house
Besides only thing I ever had iced out was my heart since I started out
It’s F.Y.I., if ya ain't knowing
What – go with you? Where? Nah, ain't going
Oh wait, you wanna date? Oh, well in that case ho, it's June 8th, oh!
And kinda like Beethoven composin' a symphony of hate
So much hate woven into these raps
He stitches a bitch, straight sewin'
Shit, I'm beginning to hate clothing
I hate overalls 'cause they remind me of hoes
For Christ's sake, they're shaped like an H, woah, and
You know what else starts with H though?
Hockey – shit, thought I had the place flowing
I hate to put you on ice but
You already had 3 periods in 60 minutes, great going
Plus you remind me of cocaine, ho
You always in the mirror with your face
So, I feel an urge to put you all in a line
And chop you with a razor blade – yo, wait, I'm an A-hole
Devil with a halo
Hell yeah, I'd nail J-Lo... to the railroad
Say I won't! Better hope you can stay afloat
When I take the wind out your sailboat
But, I ain't playing, yo! Dope as Shady?
Don't kid yourself, bitch, you ain't even a baby goat