Get You Mad
Yo Mic check (my dick!) Testing, one, two, f*ck (My dick) My nuts My attitude is worse than NWA's was I'll battle you over stupid shit And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it Like Cool J does (My tattoo!) You see me standin' outside of your buildin' Screamin', "Puffy is good, but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!) I look at my life in a new light, f*ck it Give me two mics, I write songs for me, f*ck what you like You'll probably hear me rap half-hearted 'Cause I don't like rap anyway I'm just tryna get my porno career started (hell yeah) Every place and event, "Been there, done that" Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went Want a deal? Study these five chapters Lesson one, throw demos as hard as you can at signed rappers Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?) Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me) And make 'em come to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out) Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus And put yours on the owner's table (here listen!) Lesson four, know you heard this before "Hey, let me get your number, I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!" Don't act like a fan, you want to get signed? Get the whitest A and R you can find Pull him aside and rap as wack as you can Lesson five, get a hook-up at Jive Dress up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live And that's the key, but when you see me on the street I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't even bother askin' me (get away from me) Toilet water splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin' 'Cause I'm always shittin' when I'm rappin' like Master P (uh) Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!) Told Mya this shit was all about me-ah (It's all about me) Gave Alyssa Milano syphilis, mono and gonorrhea (You're a dick) And all three of my main girls said see-ya 'Cause Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin' Aaliyah (what? Oh my God!) I splish splash while I'm takin' a bath Grab a handful of pills, break 'em in half, take 'em and laugh White trash, fuckin' your wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!") While you're out siphoning gas for your lawnmower to cut the grass So if I hurt your self-esteem And you get dissed too bad (Yo why you diss me?) You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad And when I rap about a buncha shit you wished you had (A big dick!) You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad "I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad!" You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad "He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad!" (Nurse! Nurse!) You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was just about to toss a live grenade In your driveway (what?) and drive away Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS Blood drippin' from it, rippin' your stomach like a paper mache You talk a lot of shit, but you was never ill though I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather pillow Tipped over some cows, just for a joke and a laugh Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half Wagin' wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange' And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!) The demon is here, steamin' this year I rip Mystikal's voice box out, scream in his ear It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image, I live it Give a f*ck? I don't know what a f*ck is to give it "Yeah I don't think this guy is well" I'm high as hell I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' Lay your nuts on the dresser Just your nut-sack by itself And bang them shits with a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head right back And leave you like that You just triggered the prick who just mixed liquor Who's itchin' to leave you disfigured and stiffer than Christopher Reeves, I was teething with strep throat While your mother was breastfeeding And gave her the flesh-eating disease I'm iller than takin' a hammer and beatin' your knees And walkin' through South Central L.A., bleedin' in jeans (Am I a Blood or a Crip?) Wakin' up the next day in breathin' machines Flashin' back to being shot and repeatin' the scenes On how you just got smoked, and if you do live You'll be too scared to tell it, like a Biggie and 'Pac joke So if I hurt your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad And when I rap about a fat bitch that you wished you had You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad "I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad" You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad "He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad" You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad I know that makes you real mad, don't it? (uh-huh) That's right, Slim Shady (yup) Sway and Tech Sprayin' wreck (bitch) And we don't give a heck (uh-uh) Or a damn, or a f*ck, or a shit (So suck my motherfuckin' dick)
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