bitch please ii

eminem

yeah whattup detroit?

nu-uh

nu-uh nuh-no he didn't!

ahhh! they didn't do it again

what-what

what-what?

did you shit on these niggaz two times dr. dre?

oh fo' sho'!

uh-uh

naw

ya smell that?

this is special right here

what-what

what-what-what?

yeah

it's a toast to the boogie baby

uhh

to the boogie-oogie-oogie

yeah

y'know! what's crackin dre?

just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit

on slim's shit and start riots like limp bizkit

throw on 'guilty conscience' at concerts

and watch mosh pits til motherfuckers knock each other unconcious

some of these crowds that slim draws

is rowdy as crenshaw boulevard when it's packed and fulla cars

some of these crowds me and snoop draw +is+ niggaz from crenshaw

from long beach to south central

whoa

not these niggaz again

these grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again

you and what army could harm me?

d-r-e and shady

with doggy from long beach

came a long way

to makin these songs play

it'll be a wrong move

to stare at me the wrong way

i got a long uz'

and i carry it all day

sometimes it's like a nightmare

just bein andre

but i. somehow

someway - tell 'em

nigga

you know about dogg-ay

now let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da fuck i'm comin from

i get the party crackin from the shit that i be spittin son

hit-and-run

get it done

get the funds

split and run

got about fifty guns

and i love all of 'em the same - bang bang!

damn baby girl what's your name?

i forgot - what'd you say it was? damn a nigga buzzed

hangin in the club

with my nephew eminem

whattup cuz?

the great white american hope

done hooked up

with the king of the motherfuckin west coast

bay-bayy!

]

and you don't really wanna fuck

with me

only nigga that i trust

is me

fuck around and make me bust

this heat

that's

the devil

they always wanna dance

i'm the head nigga in charge

i'm watchin you move

you're found dead in your garage

with ten o'clock news coverage

gotta love it

cause i expose the facade

your little lungs is too small to hotbox with god

all jokes aside

come bounce with us

standin over you with a twelve gauge

about to bust

it's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust

i might leave in the bodybag

but never in cuffs

so who do you trust? they just not rugged enough

when things get rough i'm in the club shootin with puff

bitch

please - you must have a mental disease

assume the position and get back down on your knees - c'mon

awww naww

big slim dogg

eighty pound balls

dick six inch long

back up

in the

heezy bay-bay

he's sha-day!

he's so cra-zay!

hahaha! gimme the mic

let me recite

'til timothy white

pickets outside the interscope offices every night

what if he's right? i'm just a criminal

makin a living

off of the world's misery - what in the world gives me the right

to say what i like

and walk around flippin the bird

livin the urban life

like a white kid from the 'burbs

dreamin at night of screamin at mom

schemin to leave

run away from home and grow to be as evil as me

i just want you all to notice me and people to see

that somewhere deep down

there's a decent human being in me

it just can't be found

so the reason you've been seeing this me

is cause this is me now

the recent dude who's being this mean

so when you see me

dressin up like a nerd on tv

or heard the cd usin the fag word so freely

it's just me being me

here want me to tone it down?

suck my fuckin dick

you faggot

you happy now? look here

i start some trouble everywhere that i go

ask the bouncers in the club cause they know

i start some shit they throw me out the back do'

come back and shoot the club up with a fo'-fo'

2001 and forever

slim shady

dr. dre

snoop dogg

x to the z

nate dogg

c'mon

yeah!