[Intro]
Oooooeeeeeeeeeeeh!
Ladies and gentlemen,
The moment you've all been waiting for
In this corner, weighing 175 pounds,
With a record of 17 rapes
400 a**aults, and 4 murders,
The undisputed, most diabolical
Villain in the world, Slim Shady!
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
[Eminem]
Ok, let's go
Back when Andre, the giant,
Mister elephant tusk
Picture us,
You'll just be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mother's son
Who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my b***,
Lick my wonder cheese
From under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game
The way that it looks
It's a must,
I redeem my name
And haters get mushed
b****** l***,
Man they love me when I'm laying the cut
Missed the cut,
The lady give a eighty some paper cut
Now picture us,
It's ridiculous you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse
The s*** gets worse
Than Worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words
As picture perfect,
Works every time
Every verse,
Every line,
As simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary,
The elephants have entered the room
I venture to say
With the center of attention its true
Not to mention back
With a vengeance and hit the signal
Of the bat symbol,
The platinum trio is back on you ho's
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre!
[Dr.Dre]
They see that low rider go by
They're like "Oh my!"
You ain't got to tell me why
You're sick cuz I know why
I dip through in that six trey
Like sick 'em Dre
I'm an itch that they can't scratch,
They're sick of me
But hey, what else can I say?
I love LA
Cuz over and above all,
It's just another day
And this one begins where
The last one ends
Pick up where we left off
And get smashed again
I'll be dammed,
Just f***** around and crashed my Benz
Driving around
With a smashed front end
Let's cash that one in
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo,
El Camino or the El Dorado
The hell if I know?
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions,
Decisions,
Garage looks like Precision Collision
Or Maico beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low,
Speakers away from your face though
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
And I take great pleasure in introducing,
50 Cent!
[50 Cent]
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thang
When you party with me
Its what we into,
It's simple
We ball out of control
Like you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm,
The bomb,
The Don,
I'm King Kong
Get rolled on,
Wrapped up and reigned on
I'm so calm through Vietnam,
Ring the alarm
Bring the Chandon,
Burn marajauan do what you want
n**** on and on
Till the break of what
Get the paper man
I'm caking you know
I don't give a f***
I spend it like it don't mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be blown
m*********** I'm grown
I stunt I style I flash the s***
I gets what the f*** I want,
So what I trick?
Fat a** burgundy bags,
Classy s***
Jimmy Cho shoes
I say move a b**** move
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Oooooeeeeeeeeeeeh!
Ladies and gentlemen,
The moment you've all been waiting for
In this corner, weighing 175 pounds,
With a record of 17 rapes
400 a**aults, and 4 murders,
The undisputed, most diabolical
Villain in the world, Slim Shady!
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
[Eminem]
Ok, let's go
Back when Andre, the giant,
Mister elephant tusk
Picture us,
You'll just be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mother's son
Who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my b***,
Lick my wonder cheese
From under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game
The way that it looks
It's a must,
I redeem my name
And haters get mushed
b****** l***,
Man they love me when I'm laying the cut
Missed the cut,
The lady give a eighty some paper cut
Now picture us,
It's ridiculous you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse
The s*** gets worse
Than Worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words
As picture perfect,
Works every time
Every verse,
Every line,
As simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary,
The elephants have entered the room
I venture to say
With the center of attention its true
Not to mention back
With a vengeance and hit the signal
Of the bat symbol,
The platinum trio is back on you ho's
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre!
[Dr.Dre]
They see that low rider go by
They're like "Oh my!"
You ain't got to tell me why
You're sick cuz I know why
I dip through in that six trey
Like sick 'em Dre
I'm an itch that they can't scratch,
They're sick of me
But hey, what else can I say?
I love LA
Cuz over and above all,
It's just another day
And this one begins where
The last one ends
Pick up where we left off
And get smashed again
I'll be dammed,
Just f***** around and crashed my Benz
Driving around
With a smashed front end
Let's cash that one in
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo,
El Camino or the El Dorado
The hell if I know?
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions,
Decisions,
Garage looks like Precision Collision
Or Maico beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low,
Speakers away from your face though
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
And I take great pleasure in introducing,
50 Cent!
[50 Cent]
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thang
When you party with me
Its what we into,
It's simple
We ball out of control
Like you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm,
The bomb,
The Don,
I'm King Kong
Get rolled on,
Wrapped up and reigned on
I'm so calm through Vietnam,
Ring the alarm
Bring the Chandon,
Burn marajauan do what you want
n**** on and on
Till the break of what
Get the paper man
I'm caking you know
I don't give a f***
I spend it like it don't mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be blown
m*********** I'm grown
I stunt I style I flash the s***
I gets what the f*** I want,
So what I trick?
Fat a** burgundy bags,
Classy s***
Jimmy Cho shoes
I say move a b**** move
So crack a bottle,
Let your body waddle
Don't act like a s***** model
You just hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh,
b****** hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
Not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us
And my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk