Kill You

Eminem - 《The Marshall Mathers LP》

When I was just a little baby boy

My mamma used to tell me these crazy things

She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man

She used to tell me he hated me

But then I got a little bit older and I realized she was the

crazy one

And there was nothing I could do or say to change her

Cause thats just the way she was

They said I cant rap about being broke no more

They didnt say I cant rap about coke no more

(Ahh)

Slut you think I wont choke no whore

Till her vocal cords dont work in her throat no more

(Ahh)

These motherfuckers are thinking Im playin

Thinking Im sayin this shit cause Im thinkin it

Just to be sayin it

(Ahh)

Put your hands down bitch I aint gon shoot you

Imma pull you to this bullet and put it through you

(Ahh)

Shut up slut youre causing too much chaos

Just bend over and take it like a slut ok ma

Oh now hes raping his own mother abusing her

Worse snortin coke and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?

Youre goddamn right bitch and now its too late

Im triple-platnum and tragedies happened in two states

I invented violence you vile venomous vomital bitches

Vain vicadin vrin-vrin-vrin

Touch this chainsaw left his brains all

Dangling from his neck while his head barely hangs on

Blood guts guns cuts

Knives lives wives nuns sluts

Bitch Imma kill you

You dont wanna fuck with me

Girls leave you aint nothin but a slut to me

Bitch Imma kill you

You dont got the balls to beef

We aint gon never stop beefin

I dont squash the beef

You better kill me

Imma be another rapper dead

For poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldnt have said

But when they kill me

Im bringin the world with me

Bitches too you aint nothin but a girl to me

I said you dont wanna fuck with Shady

(Cause why?)

Cause Shady will fuckin kill you

(Ha-ha)

You dont wanna fuck with Shady

(Why?)

Cause Shady will fuckin kill you

Bitch Imma kill you

Like a murder weapon Imma conceal you

In a closet with mildew sheets pillowsfilm you

Fuck with me Ive been through hell shut the hell up

Im try-na to develop these pictures of the devil to sell them

I aint Acid Rap but I rap on acid

Got a new blow torch and just had a strap-on added

Woops is that a subliminal hint? No!

Its criminal intent to sodomize women again

And if you ever give it to him youll give him an impulse

To do it again then if he does it again

You probabaly end up jumping out of something up in the tents

Bitch Imma kill you

I aint done this aint the chorus

I aint even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest

A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times

In a tub but thats normal aint it Norman?

Serial killer hiding murder material

In a cereal box on top of your stereo

Here we go again were out of out medicine

Out of our minds and we want in yours

Let us in

Or Imma kill you

You dont wanna fuck with me

Girls leave you aint nothin but a slut to me

Bitch Imma kill you

You dont got the balls to beef

We aint gon never stop beefin

I dont squash the beef

You better kill me

Imma be another rapper dead

For poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldnt have said

But when they kill me

Im bringin the world with me

Bitches too you aint nothin but a girl to me

I said you dont wanna fuck with Shady

(Cause why?)

Cause Shady will fuckin kill you

(Ha-ha)

You dont wanna fuck with Shady

(Why?)

Cause Shady will fuckin kill you

He-heh

Know why I say these things

Cause ladies screams be creepin in Shadys dreams

And the way things seem I shouldnt have to pay these shrinks

These eighty gs so he can say the same things tweece

Twice whatever I hate these things

Fuck shots I hope this weedll outweigh these drinks

Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows

Just to argue with them cause their ratings stink?

Fuck that Ill choke radio announcer to bouncer

From that bitch to all seventy thousand pounds of her

From the princapal to student body and counseler

From in school to before school to outta school

I dont even believe in breathin

Im leavin air in your lungs so you can keep screamin

For me to seep it

Okay Im ready to go play

I got the machette from OJ

Im ready to make everyones throats ache

You faggots keep egging me on

Till I have you at knife point then you beg me to stop?

Shut up give me your hands and feet

I said shut up when Im talking to you

You hear me? Answer me

Or Imma kill you

You dont wanna fuck with me

Girls leave you aint nothin but a slut to me

Bitch Imma kill you

You dont got the balls to beef

We aint gon never stop beefin

I dont squash the beef

You better kill me

Imma be another rapper dead

For poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldnt have said

But when they kill me

Im bringin the world with me

Bitches too you aint nothin but a girl to me

I said you dont wanna fuck with Shady

(Cause why?)

Cause Shady will fuckin kill you

(Ha-ha)

You dont wanna fuck with Shady

(Why not?)

Cause Shady will fuckin kill you

Ha-ha-ha!

Im just playin ladies

You know I love you