[Verse: Eminem]
Die Bitches, check it out bitches
All you bitch ass rappers need to get your clit repierced
Look at me, heh, I'm Britney Spears
Check it out, look at the way I wear my mascara
How you doin'? my name is Pristina Gaguilera
And I sing songs about a genie in a bottle and I'm Britney Spears, I got big tits, I'm a role model to all little kids
But I got breast implants
That was the best way I knew to get my chest enhanced
And here I go with the lyrical, miracle, spiritual, let it go every time I'm incredible
With freestyles right off the top that I drop and I'm
My instinct, is to kill *Nsync
And the Backstreet Boys
It really doesn't matter 'cause I got a scratchy voice, yo, check it out
But you ask me I ain't gon' be happy 'till I see every member of the Backstreet Boys gettin' their ass beat
In the back seat of a taxi, and dropped of on the real backstreet
And somebody black sees five little rich white boys lookin' like faggots
With the N-word painted on the back of they jackets

[Outro: Proof & Eminem]
Ewwwww
And [?] [?]
God damn it
Can't stop now, what's up? it's over
And this is just off Bacardi, and Mountain Dew
Wonder how we to is
Will do
Ten million