My Dad's Gone Crazy

*Tuning Tv* *Eminem Snortin' Coke Tv Presenter: Hello boys and girls Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships Do you have a daddy? I'll bet you do *Door opens* Who's your daddy? Hailie: Daddy, what're you doing? Eminem: Ha Ha! Eminem & Hailie: Ok then! Everybody, listen up! Eminem: I'm goin' to hell, who's comin' with me? Hailie: (innocently) Somebody, please help him! *giggle* I think my dad gone crazy! There's no mountain I can't climb There's no tower too high, No plane that I can't learn how to fly What do I gotta do to get through to you, to show you There ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to *Hailie Makes Chainsaw Sound* Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls I cut 'em off, I got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph, Sunglasses with Elton John's name, on my drag wall I'm out the closet, I been lyin' my ass off All this time, me and Dre been fuckin' with hats off Dre: Suck it Marshall! Eminem: Tell Laura and her husband to back off Before I push this muthafuckin' button and blast off And launch one of these Russians, and that's all *Hailie Makes Explosion Sound* Blow every fuckin' thing, except Afghanistan on the map, off When will it stop, when will I knock the crap off *Knocking* Hailie, tell 'em baby Hailie: My dad's lost it [Chorus] Eminem: There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't explain it Hailie: I think my dad gone crazy! Eminem: A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby Hailie: I think my dad gone crazy! Eminem: There's nothin' you could do or say, that could ever change me Hailie: I think my dad gone crazy! Eminem: There's no one on earth that can save me, not even Hailie Hailie: I think my dad gone crazy! It's like my mother always told me *Eminem Impersinates His Mom* Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe, n codeine n goddammit, you little motherfucker If you ain't got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin' uh.. Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick Chew on a prick, and lick a million muthafuckin' cocks per second I'd rather put out a muthafuckin' gospel record I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my nose Then quit bringin' my flows, quit givin' me my ammo Can't you see why I'm so mean? If y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my M.O. I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know no more Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more? Hailie: Dad! [Chorus] My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise Aat the same time, can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme See what you're seein' is a genius at work Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first, 'Cuz when I speak, it's tongue in cheek I'd yank my fuckin' teeth before I'd ever bite my tongue I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightnin' twice at once And die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son And walk around the rest of my life spit on And kicked and hit with shit, every time I sung Like R. Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on More pain inside o' my brain, than in the eyes of a little girl inside of a plane Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave, Screamin' at the sky, the clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade And that's pretty much the jist of it, Parents are pissed, but the kids love it Nine millimeter heater stashed in two-seaters with meat cleavers I don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither [Chorus] Eminem: Crazy Hailie: *laughs* You're funny daddy!