Busa Rhyme (feat. Missy Elliott)

Slim Shady
Slim Shady
Slim Shady
Well I do pop pills I keep my tube socks filled
And pop the same s**t that got Tupac killed
Spit game to these hoes like a soap opera episode
And punch a b*tch in the nose till her whole face explodes
There's three things I hate girls women and b*tches
I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
They call me Boogie Night the stalker that walks awkward
Stick figure with a d*ck bigger than Mark Wahlberg
Comin' through the airport sluggish walkin' on crutches
Hit a f*ckin' incomprehensible luggage
It's like a dream I can't snap out I black out I back out
I'm lookin' for someone incomprehensible to beat the crap out
I'm bringin' you rap singers two middle fingers
I flip you off in French then translate in English
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
Speakin' so much Spanish Pun can't even understand it
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherf*ckin' Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
I had a huge attitude started off staticky
Mad at you had you mad at me automatically
I'm not a commodity I'm an oddity
Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
It's so big if I counted up all the freaks who follow me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology
College girls live in an alcoholic's world
Full of earl head twirls every time the toilet swirls
Covered in throw-up and I refuse to grow up
I won't budge I still tell a grown-up to shut up
I made this rap game suspenseful 'cause now I got a impulse
To give you insults wrote with a pencil
And waste the paper on you choppin' down the oakwood
'Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin'
You motherf*ckers are puttin' your words together for nuttin'
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherf*ckin' Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Turn the music up we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady on some s**t daily
What you want What you got Is it hot Is it hot
Turn the music up we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady on some s**t daily
What you want What you want
A person from another planet
Might disagree with you
Well if you want my opinion
It comes from right here on Earth
Slim Shady Misdemeanor
Timbaland Slim Shady
Misdemeanor
I'm homicidal and suicidal with no friends
Holdin' a gun with no handle just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin' tecs at you until you see your f*ckin' legs
With the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you
F*ckin' mad dog foamin' at the mouth
F*ck mouth my whole house is foamin' at the couch
Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a building
And shot every window out on the way down to the ground
Woke up to a hospital staff got up and laughed
Chopped 'em in half suffocated the oxygenmask
S**t if I get any higher I'ma get the East and West beefin' again
Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire
Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
Don't shoot Missy get back
Uhh I'ma put you all in the line
Uhh and I'ma watch you MC's die
Yo mommy mommy Missy done lost her mind
I think somebody done pissed her off this time
Yo I'ma have to bust you through your chest and
Uhh you will have to clean up the mess
It's rainin' rainin' and it's pourin' loud
Never fear 'cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
Uhh I hear the gats go cha-pow
Who shot me dammit b*tch get down
Don't walk when I talk I never talk when I smile
Lay 'em on down like they lived underground
For the sound that me and Timbaland we found
Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked now
Uhh one two
Misdemeanor Slim Shady
Timbaland motherf*cker
Uhh uhh uhh
Cool cool cool
Triple zeroSlim Shady