My name is Marshall Mathers cause Marshall Mathers and if u fuck with me I might do something psychopathic cause I been through hell and yes my mother was a crack addict and I've been knocked down so many times but next thing ya know I'm back at it
Livin life in panic fuckin girls thats Hispanic fuck my dad I don't even need parents remember that bitch poppa dot oops I mean Clarence his rhymes were so whack I'm not sure we're from the same planet
I ran em like a bar and grill I scared and killed feast upon my dinner like the granddaughter of ms Wilkes and I've gotten taller maybe its all the milk anyway I feel like I'm walkin on stilts or maybe I'm wilt chamberlain rockin timberlands cutting up beats like Edward scissors hands
The beat is like meat and you're a vegan how u suppose to stop me from rippin if this chickens head you can't cause if u try you'll be next leave u in a wreck call u a jerk hit the reject and tell u to respect as I fly of in a leer jet
Money won't change anything but the shit that I buy not the soul inside me. Imma still kill for a hobby and fuck my girl and some hoes like side beats if u like that last line better repeat and If u didn't and wanna fight me meet me on lee street
But I don't even fight no more ain't got time so if u comin for me u better bring ya gun cause I Alread cocked my 9 but still ain't copped my 9s and forgot all about them jordan 5s fuck it Imma jus take somebody's when they kick the bucket
Watching the Game and Malik jus got shot now who the fuck did it ain't nobody askin those questions except one white cop and u know they won't find shout was cause those white cops change there mind more than a whit girl changes flip flops his has rich as fuck why he dont have his own cops shit Ida shut down the whole block to find out how I got shot and by who st 8 o'clock offer a dozen doughnuts to the cop to find the unlucky n***a that pulled the trigger he shoulda fuckin reconfigured what would happed if I didn't die and survived to shoot him
Between the eyes did he not realize he's fuckin with a psychopath with a sick mind with dangerous fist that ill leave a grown man blind or at least cock eyed
Layin sick in bed at 1 o'clock feelin like shit I got a sick pops whose makin me attend paisley in in the state of imperfect conditions worse than chicken pocks a runt nose that leavin me snot clogged inane to breathe I believe that if I close my eyes that I may suffocate in my sleep by closingm y mouth and forgetting to breathe because my nose is stuffed