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Italiano di Eminem



In the beginning a few of the people who had a problem I was this good scoffed, I just shook off

Probably reminded you of the first time you saw Tiger Woods golf

Never thought about how much my race and nationality meant

But based on how I ascended

See how plain it was now, they want me to jet

But no one really gave a fuck about my descent, 'til I took off

Mistook me because I looked soft

But I stood tall, I just followed the (Doctor's orders)

So I rose and grew balls, told these hoes to screw off

Decided opposing you is what I'm ‘posed to do, alls

I did was say what I'm feeling when the vocal booth calls

And had you on pins and needles when I spoke to you all

You felt my pain, it's almost like I poked voodoo dolls

And I hope my spirit haunts the studios when I'm gone

My picture jumps off a poster and just floats through the halls

And fuckin' goes through the walls like the ghost of Lou Rawls

Karma's headed for Armageddon

The drama setter, I'm going in, already got an arm and head in

Whoever said words are just words ain't heard me word them

I give a fuck if my image even ends up taking a personal hit

Whoever I hurt or whatever bridges I burned in this bitch

And whatever bitches feel like they didn't deserve what they get

And whatever consequences come with every verse

It's worth it, so Doc turn the beat on

Whose turn is it to get murdered on it?

[Till I Collapse oppure Won't Back Down]


'Til I collapse I'm spilling these raps long as you feel 'em

'Til the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killing 'em

'Cause when I am not then I'm a stop pinning them

And I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem

Subliminal thoughts when I'm stop sending them

Women are caught in webs spin and hock venom

Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop

Amoxicillin is just not real enough

The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling a

Minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners

You're coming with me, feel it or not

You're gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god lives in us

You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock, is it a miracle

Or am I just a product of pop fizzing up

For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up

You Bizzles forgot Slizzle does not give a fuck

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out

'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.

'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps

I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.


You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can hold all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no I won't back down

Oh no

Cadillac's Seville's, coupe Deville's

Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels

Girl I'm too for real

Lose your tooth and nails

Try to fight it, try to deny it

Stupid you will feel

What I do, I do at will

Shooting from the hip, yeah boy I shoot to kill

Half a breath left on my death bed

Screaming F that yeah super ill

Baby what the deal

We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal

Fuck a stank slut

I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill

Listen garden tool don't make me introduce you to my power tool

You know the fucking drill

How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?

Summers eve Massengill

Shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the shit

'Cause it's your Goddamn jam

You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact

Well shawty I'm that man

These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man

I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said

Settle ya fuckin' ass down I'm ready for combat-man

Get it calm Batman?

Nah, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as nuts

Lines are like mom's cat scans

'Cause they fucking go bananas

Honey I applaud that ass

Swear to God man these mobs can't dance

Ma show 'em how it's done

Spazz like a God Damn Taz', yeah

3 AM

There is no escaping (yo)(yo)

There's no place to hide(yo)(yo)

Yes please someone save me(yo)(yo)

But they don't pave no mind( yo) (yo)

(Good night)

Good bye

Your walkin' down a horror corridor

It's almost four in the mornin'

And your in a nightmare

It's horrible

Right there's the coroner

Waitin' for you

To turn the corner

So he can corner ya

Your a goner

He's on a ya

Out the corner of his cornea

He just saw you run

All you want is to rest

Cause you can't run anymore

Your done

All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience

While everybody

Is watchin' in the party applauding it

Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again

Contemplating my next plot again

Swallowin' a colata pin

While I'm noddin'

In and out on the autumn and

If the Ramada Inn

Holdin' onto the pill bottle then

Stick my finger and swirl it round the bottom

And make sure I got all of it

Wake up naked at Mcdonald's


Blood all over me

Dead bodies

Behind the counter


Guess I must of just blacked out again

Not again

It's three am in the mornin'

Put my key in the door

There's bodies layin' all of the floor and

I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em

Killed em


Never been the type to bend or budge

The wrong button to push

No friend of Bush

I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese

I'm a pitbull off his leash,

All this peace talk can cease

All these people I had to leave in limbo,

I'm back now, I've come to release this info

I'll be brief and let me just keep s*** simple,

Can-a-b**** don't want no beef with Slim? No!

Not even on my radar, so won't you please jump off my dick,

Lay off and stay off

And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from seance to seance,


C'mon now, let's all get on down,

Let's do-si-do now, we gon' have a good ol' time

Don't be scared, cus there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout,

Let your hair down, and square dance with me!


I said you don't, want to fuck with Shady (cause why?)

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha)

I said you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?)

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you

When I just a little baby boy

My momma 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

But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it

'Cause that's just the way she was

They said I can't rap about bein' broke no more

They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more

Slut, you think I won't choke no whore

Til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?!

These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin'

Thinkin' I'm sayin' the shit

Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it

Put your hands down bitch, I ain't goin' shoot you

I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it through you

Shut up slut, you're causin' too much chaos

Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?

“Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore,

Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?”

You god damn right bitch, and now it's too late

I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states

I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches

Vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, Vrinn!

Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all

Danglin' from his neck, while his head barely hangs on

Blood, guts, guns, cuts

Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts

Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't want to fuck with me

Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me

Bitch I'm a kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef

We ain't goin' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef

You better kill me! I'm a be another rapper dead

For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't a said

But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me

Bitches too! You ain't nothin' but a girl to me

I said you don't, want to fuck with Shady (cause why?)

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha)

I said you don't, want to fuck with Shady (why?)

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you


America! Ha ha ha! We love you

How many people are proud to be citizens

Of this beautiful country of ours, the stripes and the stars

For the rights that men have died for to protect?

The women and men who have broke their necks

For the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold… or so we're told

I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see

So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me

Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs

It's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me

So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed

In no particular direction, just sprays and sprays

And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays

'Til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days

Who would've thought, standin' in this mirror, bleachin' my hair

With some peroxide, reachin' for a t-shirt to wear

That I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?

How could I predict my words would have an impact like this?

I must've struck a chord with somebody up in the office

'Cause Congress keep tellin' me I ain't causin' nothin' but problems

And now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government

I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumpin' it on

White America! I could be one of your kids

White America! little Eric looks just like this

White America! Erica loves my shit

I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get!


I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR

Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God

Kneel before General Zod

This planet's Krypton – no, Asgard, Asgard

So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin

You're rodent, I'm omnipotent

Let off, then I'm reloadin'

Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'

And I should not be woken

I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'

But I got your mom deep-throatin'

I'm out my Ramen Noodle

We have nothin' in common, poodle

I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil

It's me, my honesty's brutal

But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though

For good at least once in a while

So I wanna make sure, somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes

To maybe try to help get some people through tough times

But I gotta keep a few punchlines

Just in case, 'cause even you unsigned

Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime

I know there was a time where once I

Was king of the underground

But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind

So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

Appeal with the skin color of mine

You get too big and here they come tryin'

To censor you like that one line

I said on “I'm Back” from The Mathers LP 1 when I

Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine

Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9

See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm

Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal

You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though

And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows

You write normal? Fuck being normal!

And I just bought a new raygun from the future

Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad

'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad

Singin' to a man while they played piano

Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel

So Ray J went straight to the radio station

The very next day, “Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!”

Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed

Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human

What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman

Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you and

I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating

How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating

Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting

For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating

'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

“Oh, he's too mainstream.”

Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it

“It's not hip-hop, it's pop,” – 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it

With rock, shock rap with Doc

Throw on “Lose Yourself” and make 'em lose it

“I don't know how to make songs like that

I don't know what words to use.”

Let me know when it occurs to you

While I'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you

It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you

How many verses I gotta murder to

Prove that if you were half as nice

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins to?

Ungh, school flunky, pill junkie

But look at the accolades these skills brung me

Full of myself, but still hungry

I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to

And I'm a million leagues above you

Ill when I speak in tongues, but it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you!

I'm drunk – so, Satan, take the fucking wheel

I'ma sleep in the front seat

Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still “Chunky but Funky”

But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling

Angels fight with devils, and here's what they want from me

They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred

I have, then you may be a little patient

And more sympathetic to the situation

And understand the discrimination

But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons, make lemonade then!

But if I can't batter the women

How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?

Don't mistake him for (Satan); it's a fatal mistake

If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation

To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and

Don't be a retard – be a king? Think not

Why be a king when you can be a God?


These ideas are nightmares to white parents

Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings

Like whatever they say has no bearing

It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing

To see him walkin' around with his headphones blaring

Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care, he's

A problem child, and what bothers him all comes out

When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin' out

'Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out

If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out

His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back

Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap

He sags his pants, doo-rags and a stockin' cap

His step-father hit him so he socked him back

And broke his nose, his house is a broken home

There's no control, he just lets his emotions go

Sing with me, sing for the year (Sing it!)

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!)

Sing it with me, just for today

Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away


Step by step, heart to heart, left right left

We all fall down,

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left

We all fall down like toy soldiers

Bit by bit, torn apart

We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers

I'm suppose to be the soldier, who never blows his composure

Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders

I ain't never suppose to show it, my crew ain't suppose to know it

Even if it means going toe to toe with the Benzino, it don't matter

I never drag 'em in battles that I can handle less I absolutely have to

I'm suppose to set an example, I need to be the leader

My crew looks for me to guide 'em

If some shit ever just pop off I'm suppose to be beside 'em

That Ja shit, I tried to squashed it, it was too late to stop it

There's a certain line, you just don't cross it, and he crossed it

I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it

It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit

And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it

I spent so much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted

I'm so caught it I almost feel like I'm the one who caused it

This ain't what I'm in Hip Hop for, it's not why I got in it

That was never my object for someone to get killed

Why would I want to destroy something I helped build

It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good

I went through my whole career without ever mentioning

And that's just outta respect, for not running my mouth

And talking about something that I knew nothing about

Plus Dre told me stay out, just wasn't my beef, So I did

I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth while he's all over TV

Now I'm talking a man who literally saved my life, like fuck it

I understand, this is business and this shit just isn't none of my business

But still knowing this shit could pop off at any minute cause


It may not mean nothin' to y'all

But understand, nothin' was done for me

So I don't plan on stoppin' at all

I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall

And tellin' every girl she the one for me

And I ain't even plannin' to call

I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

There they go—packin' stadiums as Shady spits his flow

Nuts they go—Macadamian—they go so ballistic, whoa

He can make them look like bozos, he's wonderin' if he should spit this slow

—fuck no! Go for broke, his cup just runneth over—oh, no

He ain't had him a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed

They been waitin' patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose

Back into the game and they know, rap will never be same as befo'

Bashin' in the brains of these hoes and establishin' the name as he goes

The passion in the flame is ignited—you can't put it out once we light it

This shit is exactly what the fuck that I'm talkin' about when we riot

You dealin' with a few true villains who stand inside of a booth, truth-spillin'

And spit true feelings until our tooth-fillings come flyin' up outta of our mouths—now, rewind it

Pay back, motherfucker, for the way that you got at me—how's it taste

When I slap the taste outta your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place?

I'm Hannibal Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face

You ain't gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place, so Drake—


I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier

Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,

Never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one, and

Got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin',

Took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin',

Willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it

Meant life or death, never live to regret what I

Said, when you're me, people just want to see, if

It's true, if it's you, what you say in your

Rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your

Obligation to fulfill, when they see you on the

Streets, face to face, are you for real, in

Confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel

You're in violation, any hesitation'll get you

Killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal

It, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you

Full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it's

Empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good

Reason to give this trigger a good squeeze

I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much,

They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up, I'm

A soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or

Crumble, I will never slip or stumble, I'm a

Soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they

Won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up, I'm a

Soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or

Crumble, I will never stumble


Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady

I'm a M-eighty, you Little like that Kim lady

I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer

Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer

You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from

You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album

Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the open

I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope then

My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)

I have a disease and they don't know what to call it

Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin' up quick to strip your cash

Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass

Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin

You gettin' knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson

The Proof is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton

I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your block with two glocks

Screamin' “Fuck the world” like 2pac

I just don't give a fuck!

Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'

Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack

I just don't give a fuck!

So put my tape back on the rack

Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack

I just don't give a fuck!

But see me on the street and duck

'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed

'Cause I just don't give a fuck!


Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's “Freaky Tales” (Biatch!)

Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking

And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells

I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals

But when murdering females

Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed

Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail

If you get scratched because your DNA'll

Be all up under her fingernails

Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares

He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears

Three personalities burstin' out of me, please beware

Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs

She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare

Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly

I said “I'm here to do sink repairs.”

Chop her up, put her body parts

In front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there

But hey man, I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers

Please just give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murdered nobody

I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what? He's

Got nothin' to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed


'Cause I'm a criminal!


You god damn right

I'm a criminal

Yeah, I'm a criminal

My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge

That will stab you in the head

Whether you're a fag or les'

Or the homo-sex, hermaph', or a trans'a'vest'

Pants or dress, hate fags? the answer's “yes”

Homophobic? Nah, you're just hetero phobic

Starin' at my jeans, watchin' my genitals bulgin' (ooh!)

That's my motherfuckin' balls, you'd better let go of 'em

They belong in my scrotum

You'll never get hold of 'em

Hey, it's me, Versace

Whoops, somebody shot me!

And I was just checkin' the mail

Get it, checkin' the 'male'?

How many records you expectin' to sell

After your second L.P. sends you directly to jail?

Come on! relax guy, I like gay men

Right, Ken? give me an amen (amen!)

Please lord, this boy needs Jesus

Heal this child, help us destroy these demons

Oh, and please send me a brand new car

And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital

Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher

You can't reach me, my mom can't neither

You can't teach me a goddamn thing 'cause

I watch TV, and Comcast cable

And you ain't able to stop these thoughts

You can't stop me from toppin' these charts

And you can't stop me from droppin' each March

With a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards

Duh, and to think, it's just little ol' me

Mr. “Don't give a fuck, ” still won't leave

I'm a criminal

'Cause every time I write a rhyme

These people think it's a crime

To tell 'em what's on my mind, I guess I'm a criminal

But I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird

And keep goin', I don't take shit from no one

I'm a criminal

'Cause every time I write a rhyme

These people think it's a crime

To tell 'em what's on my mind, I guess I'm a criminal

But I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird

And keep goin', I don't take shit from no one


And I am, whatever you say I am

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the papers, the news, everyday I am

Radio won't even play my jam

'Cause I am, whatever you say I am

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the papers, the news, everyday I am

I don't know it's just the way I am

I sit back, with this pack, of zigzags

And this bag, of this weed

It gives me, the shit needed to be, the most meanest MC on this

On this earth 'cause since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse

And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works

And it sells and it helps in its self to relieve

All this tension dispensing me, sentence is getting it

The stress has been eating me, recently

Off of this chest and I rest to get peacefully

But at least have the decency in you to leave me alone

When you freaks see me out in the streets

When I'm eating or feeding my daughter to not come and speak to me

I don't know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin' thing

I'm not Mr.'N Sync and I'm not what your friends think

I'm not Mr.Friendly, I can be a prick, if you tempt me my tank is on empty

No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet

In the air, I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you

Go call you a lawyer

File you a lawsuit, I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe

I'm tired of all you

I don't mean to be mean but it's all I can be, it's just me


I walk on water

But I ain't no Jesus

I walk on water

But only when it freezes (fuck)

Why, are expectations so high?

Is it the bar I set?

My arms, I stretch, but I can’t reach

A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp, but as

Soon as I grab, squeeze

I lose my grip like the flying trapeze

Into the dark, I plummet

Now the sky's blackening, I know the mark’s high

Butter-flies rip apart my stomach

Knowing that no matter what bars I come with

You're gonna hark, gripe, and that's a hard Vicodin to swallow

So I scrap these, as pressure increases, like khakis

I feel the ice cracking, because

I walk on water

But I ain't no Jesus

I walk on water

But only when it freezes

'Cause I'm only human, just like you

Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew

I don't think you should believe in me the way you do

'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh

It's true, I'm a Rubik's, a beautiful mess

At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest

A flawed human, I guess

But I'm doing my best to not ruin your expectations

And meet 'em, but first, the “Speedom” verse

Now, Big Sean, he's going too fast

Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?

There was a time I had the world by the balls, eating out my palm

Every album, song I was spazzin' the fuck out on

And now I'm getting clowned and frowned on

But the only one who's looking down on me that matters now's Deshaun

Am I lucky to be around this long?

Begs the question, though

Especially after the methadone

As yesterday fades and the Dresden home is burnt to the ground

And all that's left of my house is lawn

The crowds are gone

And it's time to wash out the blonde

Sales decline, the curtains drawn

They're closing the set, I'm still poking my head out from behind

And everyone who has doubt, remind

Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand times

Now let 'em tell ya the world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes

And as I grow outta sight, outta mind, I might go outta mine

'Cause how do I, ever let this mic go without a fight

When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine?

But when I do fall from these heights, though, I'll be fine

I won't pout or cry or spiral down or whine

But I'll decide if it's my final bow this time around 'cause

I walk on water

But I ain't no Jesus

I walk on water

But only when it freezes

'Cause I'm only human, just like you

I been making my mistakes, oh if you only knew

I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do

'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh

If I walked on water, I would drown

'Cause I'm just a man, but as long as I got a mic I'm godlike

So me and you are not alike

Bitch, I wrote “Stan”


My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I

Got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds up my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it'll all be gray

Put your picture on my wall

It reminds me, that it's not so bad

It's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'

I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom

I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em

There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em

But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?

My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father

If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?

I'm a name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry

I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him

I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan

I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam

I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man

I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat

Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back

Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan

This is Stan


Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance

I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans

If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert

You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother man, he's only six years old

We waited in the blistering cold for you,

For four hours and you just said, “No.”

That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol

He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to

Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back

See I'm just like you in a way

I never knew my father neither

He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're saying in your songs

So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on

'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed

I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds

It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me

See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it

My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7

But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does

She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man

I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose

Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too


On the first page of our story

The future seemed so bright

Then this thing turned out so evil

I don't know why I'm still surprised

Even angels have their wicked schemes

And you take that to new extremes

But you'll always be my hero

Even though you've lost your mind

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But that's all right because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But that's all right because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

Oh, I love the way you lie


I can't tell you what it really is

I can only tell you what it feels like

And right now it's a steel knife

In my windpipe

I can't breathe

But I still fight

While I can fight

As long as the wrong feels right

It's like I'm in flight

High off of love

Drunk from my hate

It's like I'm huffing paint

And I love it the more that I suffer

I suffocate

And right before I'm about to drown

She resuscitates me

She f***ing hates me

And I love it


Where you going

I'm leaving you

No you ain't

Come back

We're running right back

Here we go again

It's so insane

Cause when it's going good

It's going great

I'm Superman

With the wind at his back

She's Lois Lane

But when it's bad

It's awful

I feel so ashamed

I snapped

Who's that dude

I don't even know his name

I laid hands on her

I'll never stoop so low again

I guess I don't know my own strength


Now I know we said things

Did things

That we didn't mean

And we fall back

Into the same patterns

Same routine

But your temper's just as bad

As mine is

You're the same as me

But when it comes to love

You're just as blinded

Baby please come back

It wasn't you

Baby it was me

Maybe our relationship

Isn't as crazy as it seems

Maybe that's what happens

When a tornado meets a volcano

All I know is

I love you too much

To walk away now

Come inside

Pick up your bags off the sidewalk

Don't you hear sincerity

In my voice when I talk

Told you this is my fault

Look me in the eyeball

Next time I'm pissed

I'll aim my fist

At the dry wall

Next time

There will be no next time

I apologize

Even though I know it's lies

I'm tired of the games

I just want her back

I know I'm a liar

If she ever tries to f***ing leave again

I'm a tie her to the bed

And set this house on fire


First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island

My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot

Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all wit' kindness

I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse

You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form

Slap up a cop and then snatch 'im out of his uniform

Leave him wit' his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on

And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn

Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know

Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'

Bet you could light your own cigarette witcha asshole

Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cash flow

I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke

Though I ain't wrapped tight

My blood type's the '80s!

My '90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys

You still fly kites daily!

Catch me in my Mercedes

Bumpin' “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 once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady

Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Damn)

Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is, 'cause she's kinda famous

And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this

Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick (My penis in your anus!)

You morons think that I'm a genius

Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum, cleanin', try them trailer parks

Crazy, I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby

And that's back wit' a capital B wit' an exclamation mark

Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics

'Cause I'm'onna rip this mystical slick shit

You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this shit

'Cause after I spit the bullets, I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball

I'ma kick the ballistics! So get this dick, I'ma live this

I'm livin' life in the fast lane

Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down

Only got a gallon in the gas tank

But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now

I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride

Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)



I've been a liar, been a thief

Been a lover, been a cheat

All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me

Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something

If all it's gonna cause is pain

Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain

So let the river run

He's comin' home with his neck scratched, to catch flack

Sweat jackets and dress slacks, mismatched

On his breath's Jack, he's a sex addict

And she just wants to exact revenge and get back

It's a chess match, she's on his back like a jet-pack

She's kept track of all his Internet chats

And guess who just happens to be movin' on to the next

Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks

'Cause she loves danger, psychopath

And you don't fuck with no man's girl, even I know that

But she's devised some plan to stab him in the back

Knife in hand, says their relationship's hangin' by a strand

So she's been on the web lately

Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy, to spite her man

And I know she's using me to try to play him, I don't care

Hi Suzanne, but I shoulda said “Bye Suzanne”

After the first night, but tonight I am

I've been a liar, been a thief

Been a lover, been a cheat

All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me

Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something

If all it's gonna cause is pain

The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain

So let the river run

A one-night stand turned a two-night stand

It was “come sunlight, scram, ” now we hug tight, and

He found out, now she feels deserted and used

'Cause he left, so what? He did it first to her too

Now how am I supposed to tell this girl that we're through?

It's hard to find the words, I'm aloof, nervous, and Sue

Don't want this to hurt, but what you deserve is the truth

Don't take it personal, I just can't say this in person to you

So I revert to the studio, like hole-in-the-wall diners

Don't have to be reserved in a booth

I just feel like the person who I'm turning into's

Irreversible, I preyed on you like it's church at the pew

And now that I got you I don't want you

Took advantage in my thirst to pursue

Why do I do this dirt that I do?

Get on my soapbox and preach, my sermon and speech

Detergent and bleach is burnin' the wound

'Cause now with her in the womb

We can't bring her in this world, shoulda knew

To use protection 'fore I bit into your forbidden fruit (Fuck!)


I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek

Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey

Wanted to receive attention for my music

Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me

For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways

Fame made me a balloon ‘cause my ego inflated

When I blew, see, but it was confusing

‘Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf

Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam

Ooh! Hit the lottery, ooh-wee!

But with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet

It was like winnin' a used mink

Ironic ‘cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink

I'm beginnin' to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep

Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith

But I'm actually weirder than you think, ‘cause I'm

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Now, I ain't much of a poet

But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment

And don't squander it

‘Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow

So I keep conjurin'

Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from

Yeah, ponderin' will do you wonders

No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders


I think it went wanderin' off down yonder

And stumbled onto Jeff Van Vonderen

‘Cause I need an interventionist

To intervene between me and this monster

And save me from myself and all this conflict

‘Cause the very thing that I love's killing me

And I can't conquer it

My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'

Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'

I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'

Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the…


I feel sorry for this beat, sympathy pains for this track

This road is takin’ me back

Down memory lane with this rap

I can still look out in this crowd, be wowed and be taken aback

I’m simply stating a fact

I had Wembley Stadium packed

But now we're on a path headed to nowhere and fast

Another terrorist attacks

Like a tariff, blows half of Madison Square up, alas

We perish in the blast

But that isn’t scaring us, we pass

Nowhere we're fearless, 'cause we're just—

Ashes blowin’ in the air

Our world's on fire, but we don't care, yeah

(We don't give a… no, no)

Wasted youth, always on the road

Never lookin' back and we're never gettin' old

'Cause the skies are black

But our heart's made of gold (golden)

Fuck doin' what you're told (what we're told)

We're goin' nowhere fast

'Cause we're goin' no, goin' no

Goin' no, goin' no

Goin no, goin' nowhere

We're on the run of our lives

Goin' nowhere fast

Fuck doin' what you're told, act like a two-year old

Shit is soon to go kaboom and blow

Anyways; for MC's it's a funeral

When I'm devisin' this rhyme

'Cause I'm awake and you're mourning

That's why I rise and I shine

Like a new day has dawned on me

Gusto, guts, bravado

Nuts and plus I kick up dust and cuss a lot

I musta got you in somewhat of a debacle

'Cause some stuff that's awful

Really don't mean nothin' although

There's a lot of shit I said in jest that's tough to swallow

But if at times my heart it seems

Like it's in the wrong place, it's probably 'cause it's on my sleeve

Keanu Reeves speed of life, avoid or veer

Or just steer toward it, we're only lookin' forward

But where we're goin', we have no idea

Nowhere to go, but hysterical, it's gettin' warm in here

I set the world on fire, was born to be an arsonist

Just one spark and it's lit

But I'ma still get dark on this shit

Told you I'd leave my mark on this bitch—war machine

But you forced me in a corner

I'm sure to have somethin' for your rear

And in the course of the assault as torture gets more severe

Go to war with me, you'll end up blew to Timbuktu

I send at you a ten-ton nuke like Kim Jong-Un

And end up ruinin' your career

But when all is said and done

And at the end of my run I'll just rewind clocks, forever young

Make time stop, will I ever fall off? That day will never come

'Til the pine box, bitch, fuck you! I'm better than I ever was

'Til the bomb drops, hope it never does

But I'm not gonna sweat it 'cause

This world's screwed, it's already fucked

And I'm on top, so everyone's just—


Hi kids! Do you like violence? (yeah yeah)

Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails

Through each one of my eyelids? (uh-huh)

Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (yeah yeah)

Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (huh)

My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin' to get my head straight

But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)

And Dr.Dre said, “Slim Shady you a base-head”

Uh-uh! “So why's your face red? Man you wasted”

Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else

'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off

And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

C'mere slut (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog)

I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off


Y'all act like you never seen a white person before

Jaws all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door

Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced

Throwing her over furniture

It's the return of the “Oh wait, no way, your kidding,

He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?”

And Dr Dre said

Nothing you idiots Dr Dre's