[Verse 1 (Eminem)]

I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of Tourettes
Can't take the stress
I make a mess as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the neighbors' hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your face up, bitches, with these hedge-trimmin' scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess
And make the bеst of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a littlе bitch, this predicament's
Despicable, I'm sick of just gettin' pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a frickin' wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of licorice
And threw my sticker books in a picker bush
I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and shook
This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book
Now there's usin' your head

[Chorus (Eminem)]
I try to do the right thing, but I end up doing wrong
And mama always said you ain’t got anything nice to say then you just shouldn’t say anything at all
Fuck that since you people bite me, suck on it through a straw
Stop bein’ a pussy motherfucker, quit crying, shut up and grow some balls (Bitch!)
[Verse 2 (Joell Ortiz)]
You could leave with half of your face with one Ayo (AYO!)
We play no games, been that fuego
Bang then we lay low, plane to the island, I’m with Tego
Ice grill chill out, melt your whole grill out
Mouth piece spill out, you laying there, still out
Waking up the ambulance, paperwork to fill out
We hop up in them new things that peel out
Ain’t nothing sweet, our bakery is street
Heroes get holes like bagels, we roll deep
It’s straight bread over here, fireworks everywhere, you over there, huh?
Fam, you live once, dead, I’m in here going Pernil
That’s one step up from ham
I do it ‘cause I can, I got that live music in my pocket, bands

[Chorus (Eminem)]
I try to do the right thing, but I end up doing wrong
And mama always said you ain’t got anything nice to say then you just shouldn’t say anything at all
Fuck that since you people bite me, suck on it through a straw
Stop bein’ a pussy motherfucker, quit crying, shut up and grow some balls (Bitch!)

[Verse 3 (Eminem)]
I told you one day, I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, y'all, fuck it, I'm out cold, now everywhere I go
They scream out, "Go!", I'm 'bout to clean house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just household
Outsold the sell-outs, freak the hell out Middle America
Hear 'em yell out in terror, they were so scared, and those kids
Just about belted out whatever spouted
Or fell out my smart aleck mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate? So be it, I don't see it
Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, yeah
'Til then, hopefully you little homos get over your fears and phobias
It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
'Til emotions evoke tears, my whole career's
A stroke of sheer genius, smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin'
[Chorus (Eminem)]
I try to do the right thing, but I end up doing wrong
And mama always said you ain’t got anything nice to say then you just shouldn’t say anything at all
Fuck that since you people bite me, suck on it through a straw
Stop bein’ a pussy motherfucker, quit crying, shut up and grow some balls (Bitch!)

[Verse 4 (Joell Ortiz)]
Yep, yep, I do this, fuck up intruders
Pull up to your block in a putt putt with shooters
I’m hood to the hood power, salute your boy with a good Yaowa (YAOWA)
Hard man, you let in a dope boy pedaller
Still got work with a chirp on a cellular
Still in the hood, I’m a barber shop regular
Ask about the boy, man, etcetera
My broads is the baddest, horses and carriage
I could walk in with something gorgeous from Paris
Back side, yaowa, awesome … back shots later on, I smash it
Yeah, this is payback, yeah, it’s from way back
When n***as had jokes, now I laugh in a Maybach
I ain’t bragging about what I drive, let’s just say that
I pull up to the hood and y’all hate that

[Chorus (Eminem)]
I try to do the right thing, but I end up doing wrong
And mama always said you ain’t got anything nice to say then you just shouldn’t say anything at all
Fuck that since you people bite me, suck on it through a straw
Stop bein’ a pussy motherfucker, quit crying, shut up and grow some balls (Bitch!)