Almost Famous

歌詞

I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist They call me Slim Roethlisberger I go bezerker than a fed up post office worker A merk her with a Mossberg I'm pissed off get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter Squirted a frankfurter For a gangster you shoulda shit your pants When you saw the chainsaw get to waving Like a terrible towel I faced her around But his fangs come out Get your brains blown out That's what I call blowing your mind When I come back Like nut on your spine I'm a thumb tack That you slept on son Now here I come screaming attack like I just stepped on one Low on the totem till he showed 'em Defiance giant scrotum He don't owe them bitches shit His bridges he out grow'd em He's so out cold he's knocked out of the South Pole And nobody fucks with him Rigamortis and post mortem He's dying of boredom Take your best rhymes record 'em Then try to flaunt 'em He'll just take your punch lines and snort 'em Shit stained drawers You gon fuck with a guy who licks the blades of his chainsaws While he dips 'em in PF Chang's sauce Game's up homie hang it up like some crank calls You think I'm backing down you must be out of your dang skulls I'm back for revenge I lost a battle that ain't happening again I'm at your throat like strep I step strapped with a pen Metaphors wrote on my hand Someone distorted my mint Read some I wrote on a napkin I do what I have to to win Pull at it all stops any who touch a mic prior's Not even Austin Powers how the fuck are they Mike Meyers And tell that psycho to pass the torch To the whack before I take a shit in his Jack O Lantern And smash it on his porch Now get off my dick Dick's too short a word for my dick Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick You call me the champ call me the space shuttle destroyer I just blew up the challenger matter fact I need a lawyer I displaced my clause with enough plaster To make a cast beat his ass naked and peed in his corner like burn choyder You're the Eminem backwards you're mini me See he's in a whole nother weight class He smokes your BB's you beat back bullets You're full of it you were just in his CD's Left at Infinite now he's back like someone pissed in his wheaties No peace treaties he's turned into a beast His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the mighty D R E to moonn6pence from papyaeverte Now there he goes in Dre's studio cuppin his balls Screaming the wood off the panel And cussing the pain off the walls Spewing his hate to these haters showing no love for these brauds He ain't given them shit he says he'll pinch a penny so hard He'll leave a bruise on the bronze so dark you can see the mark With the scars till Abraham Lincoln is screaming out AHH These metaphors and similes ain't similar to them not at all Iftheydon'tlikeittheycanall get fucked instead of sucking him off They can go get a belt or a neck tie to hand themselves by Like David Carradine they can go fk themselves and just die And eat shit while they at it He's fucking had it he's mad at the whole world So go to hell and build a snowman girl The bullies become bullied the pussies get pushed Then they better pull me take me back to 9th grade to school me Cus I ain't looking back only forward this whole spot blowing Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it And while I'm being poetic let me get a and raise the bar Higher than my opinion of these winners and lords So bare witness to some biblical shit As a cold wind blowing this world ain't gonna know what hit it He did it he made it he's finally famous