[Verse 1: Big Tigger]
Listen
Ain't nothing changed, but the area code
I relax and relocate it down the road
Now, forever will be, be asking what I see
But right now representing for the DMV
You can catch me live from the den
Two to six P.M
But right now, 50, Denaun, and Eminem
Yes, indeed, that Relapse is on your shelves
But come on, Mr. Porter, rock for Old D12

[Verse 2: Denaun]
I'm Mr. Obnoxious
Open-hand slap a dude
You couldn't, you wouldn't
You'd run off crying like Cuba Gooding
I [?] in your girl's pussy, I call her pudding
She love us [?], I love the girl cookin'
Scrap bet, you dudes weak as Chuck Nevitt
I bang buck naked, Jesus peace swing reckless
Entrepreneur, head honcho, hope you're ready for
A poppy ass dude walkin' through your door
I send goons to do yo' dirt
I send wounds to mommas in church
I've been a problem since birth
I got a [?]
I don't ask her on a date
I ask her can I [?] first
A CEO with his [?] hit
I made somethin' from nothin', I'm a hustler
Shh, keep it [?] up, burnin' up the side of my hip
And make a hit for anybody for fifty-thousand chips
Come on, dawg
[Break: Big Tigger & Eminem]
Ight
Oh
Yo
Oh
Okay, okay
This shit is real, son, this shit is real

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Woah, Nelly, tell Angelina Jolie I'm ready
With petroleum jelly, to smear it all over me belly
And tell her she can hit me on me mobile, me celly
And meet in the salami section of the grocery deli (Ah!)
And maybe we can find us an appropriate telly
A Motel 6 or 8, I think they both could be helly (Uh huh)
I hit it, then I quit it and I told her "Email me
And don't call me, I'll call you— can you feel me? Ho, do you smell me? (Haha)
Animal instinct, cannibalistic (Yeah)
I just ran out of lipstick, man, I'm a twisted (Uh huh)
Sick, sadistic, son of a bitch, 666 (Mm)
Broke his crucifix made out of sticks, then fixed it (Woo!)
Chck-chck-chck, chick, chck-chck, chck-chck, chck!
Now play it backwards: muscle relaxers mixed with
Liquid Dilaudid, it's diluted for quick fix
You're delusional, illusions look realistic
[Verse 4: Eminem]
I need Christopher Reeves to come and lay his verse
I think he can spit it better on Medicine Ball, first
Off, I did not even realize the guy died
So I guess them Christopher Reeves jokes ain't gonna fly
Oh! I'm on a roll, don't get me started
Ellen got pissed at me, tried to push me and pussy-farted (Woo!)
With such accuracy, he aims and he shoots the target
Cupid's arrow done forced it, now look, sweetheart, it's
The kissin' bandit on a mission to leave Ms. Degeneres
Disenchanted by men, now just listen, dammit
Mr. Rossi, I need no posse, I single handed-
-ly will steal your heart with a kiss, where should I plant it?
Moi! Baby, it's moi! And my repertoire
Is running around in pink panties and leopard bra
And negligah, negligée, you say tomato, I say tomah-to
I'm Tommy Motola Mariah, don't stop me, I'm on a roll
Oh!

[Outro: Big Tigger]
Ahahahahahaha
Y'all know what it is: Rap City
The Relapse album in stores