Ice, Ice, Baby', screamin' Shady 'til I die Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze And you only live it
I walk through the door My purpose is to move up pull tools you perpin' Watch me overthrow the government in my turban Plot up and line up solo mia Prayin
might not deserve it but I got to, did I not work for it? Put it all in every record I rip for When the ? But I won't let it get me down, I won't succumb
walkin' chick magnet Spit it how I live it, live it all the way to the limit And I'm always on my pivot for my digits, you dig it? Who run it? You know
get off your chest And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear it All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number It's 1-800-I'
brought up in rap And I don't usually trip or damn get caught up in that But when they say one of the best I'm nowhere thought up as that, not even the
cut her stomach open and lypo'ed it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, it's a game 'Cause they know that they don't spit the same It's a shame what
a mother raise me Fuck around and throw a baby at another baby You may think it's 'cause of the way that I was brought up But it's all caught up to
shady yes im the real shady, all the other slim shady's are just imatating, so won't the real slim shady please stand up, please stand up, please stand
I get Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like ourself If they were brown Shady lose, shady sits on the shelf, but shady is cute Shady knew shady
Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'ma let your grandpa hit it Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum But I
home, they say the ghosts of bad and evil still live In that tavern and on a quiet night, you can still hear the footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da
fuck it, if you know the rules to the game, play 'Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player but it sucks to be the
, head twirls every time the toilet swirls Covered in throw-up and I refuse to grow up I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up I made this
so bad lyrically it ain't even funny, i ain't even hungry, it ain't even money you can't pay me enough for you to play me it's cockamanie you just ain
steer it Sharin' his views And his merits But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food
[Eminem] Slim Shady Asshole [Royce] Any nigga wit guns, we got guns too More heated, ready to outgun you It's too late I already outgunned you You was
same shit! [eminem] Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown, Shady lose, Shady Sits on the shelf, but Shady's cute, Shady knew, Shady