[Intro]
Yeah
You thought it was over?
Nah
You can't get rid of me
I'm your arch nemesis
And I'm not stoppin'
'Till I've accomplished what I've came here for
Complete elimination

[Verse 1]
It's about to be the death of Slim Shady (Yeah)
A little over two years, he still can't face me (Right)
The shit you pulled up in the D was a slick move
Should've got Dave (Uh), cause now I'm gon' get you
And I ain't even press up on you like I should (Yea)
Double up on your security
Wish a n***a would, tryna run up to the station
And I'll be waitin' there with fully automatics macs, runnin' out of patience (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
Got a fuckin nerve takin me to trial (What?)
For copyright infringement, you said it was a freestyle
And you lied about your age, you was 21
And never ever make a move wit a empty gun
I go to war, never fold (Nope)
Snipe you on the 50-yard line while you talkin' to Sway (Uh)
Or while you walkin' wit Dre, it don't matter
Catch you at a show, you ain't built for battle
Bitch
[Chorus]
(It was me) that made you stop doin' shows in the States
(It was me) that made the call to put Pauly on the tape
(It was me) that made your uncle put the burner to his face
You can run but you can't hide, I'll find ya
(It was me) that got your boy Proof served in Miami,
(It was me) struck a nerve when I said "fuck Hailie"
(It was me) to ultimately put a end to Slim Shady
You crossed the wrong motherfucker, now you paranoid

[Verse 2]
Paul told me on his celly, coward, you a lightweight (Uh huh)
Steve Stoute can never front cause he the same way
Your whole circle's just a bunch of little bitches (Yeah)
Tap dancin' n***as (Uh), weight liftin' snitches (Damn)
And I know I didn't hear you say you helped buildin' rap (What?)
You a puppet, sittin' like a kid in Jimmy's lap (Uh)
Makaveli rollin' over in his grave (Damn)
You fuckin' up his music, your beats don't bang
And where's your girl Kim? I need to get my dick sucked, I heard she like coke (Yeah)
She wanna get her face fucked
But I ain't freakin' wit no trailer park trash
I'll leave that shit to you Marshall Mathers (Outkast)
Huh, what's the use of havin' paper if you hidin'? (Huh?)
I can see The Source awards, but missin' at the Vibin'?
How can you call yourself the number one rapper (Huh?)
Double XL showin' love to a cracker
Damn!
[Chorus]
(It was me) that made you stop doin' shows in the States
(It was me) that made the call to put Pauly on the tape
(It was me) that made your uncle put the burner to his face
You can run but you can't hide, I'll find ya
(It was me) that got your boy Proof served in Miami,
(It was me) struck a nerve when I said "fuck Hailie"
(It was me) to ultimately put a end to Slim Shady
You crossed the wrong motherfucker, now you paranoid

[Verse 3]
Heard up on the radio, you said you wanna to squash beef (Yeah right)
It's kinda funny, to me this shit was never beef
In Puerto Rico with the burners in hand (Uh huh)
Ran up on Green Lantern, he almost shit in his pants, damn
Raised the white flag, (Yeah) I'm chargin' up the hill (Huh)
Nail in the coffin, I'm impossible to kill
I'm your worst nightmare, the reaper in the flesh
It's a fight to the finish
A battle to the death, uh
Dressin' like a woman just to sell a few copies (Damn)
Disrespectin' Mike, Em you gettin' sloppy (Yeah)
Your album is atrocious, Jimmy scared to double (What)
Fuck a D12 'cause their careers are in trouble (Yeah)
Angie needs to get your nuts up out her mouth (Bitch)
Enuff's a dickrider, I'll air these n***as out
And anybody else who wanna try to hold ya (That's right)
Cause in all reality, you're the only toy soldier (Cocksucker!)
[Chorus]
(It was me) that made you stop doin' shows in the States
(It was me) (It was me!) that made the call to put Pauly on the tape (Benzino)
(It was me) that made your uncle put the burner to his face (You know where I'm at!)
You can run but you can't hide, I'll find ya (Your scared to bleed motherfucker!)
(It was me) that got your boy Proof served in Miami,
(It was me) struck a nerve when I said "fuck Hailie" (Huh!)
(It was me) to ultimately put a end to Slim Shady (Your arch nemesis!)
You crossed the wrong motherfucker, now you paranoid
(It was me) that made you stop (Hangmen 3, motherfucker!) doin' shows in the States
(It was me) that made the (You know what it is!) call to put Pauly on the tape
(It was me) that made your uncle put (Huh!) the burner to his face
I'm on the hunt so keep your shit low (Oh believe that shit!)
(It was me) that got your boy Proof served in Miami (Oh don't think we gonna run into each other!)
(It was me) struck a nerve when I said "fuck Hailie" (We gon' see!)
(It was me) to ultimately put an end to Slim Shady
But yo, I'm kinda slackin' up, I should've killed you from the get-go