Eminem - Rock City Lyrics


  "Rock City, Royce, 5'9, Slim, Shady"
  *skirt* "COME ON!!"
 
  [Royce Da 5'9"]
  Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine
  Glock stops the tussle, nine shots'll bust you
  Pine box'll stuff you, fuck you! ("Fuck you!")
  I am not the tussle, niggaz don't know me *skirt* ("COME ON!!")
  I'm Detroit's king nigga *skirt* BOW!
  Rock City's where niggaz pimp hoes and ball
  Strip hoes in bars, steal clothes from malls
  "Arms, and ya city's got the.." [3x]
  Titties saggin lookin like they got four arms
  Gold bottles, green bottles, Cris' to the don
  Niggaz get popped for sellin weed shaked with seeds
  If you hate me you hate the D (*vocal scratch*) please!
  I'm takin shit back, to the riots in the sixties
  Think I'm lying? Visit me (Where you live?)
 
  [Hook] + (Eminem)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock wit me" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (And come and rock wit me)
 
  "Rock.. city.. come on"
  "Rock.. on.. city.. come on!"
 
  [Royce Da 5'9"]
  Suburban and city niggaz hustle together
  Long as it's money envolved, niggaz'll tussle together
  Long as the hustle's a hustle, the green is green
  White is white, nigga we buyin if the price is right
  So (*scratch*) drop the mics
  Everything's on cock, from the shots to the dice
  We are not into hype
  You can't say we can't work
  Either we some plant workers or we some niggaz that plant work
  ("What") Detroit bitches is bout it
  You can just ask any one of ya niggaz that visit about it
  Any Seven Mile bitch know how to get rich
  She'll fuck you till you sleep PLUS lie to ya bitch
  PLUS she'll suck and swallow up outta ya dick
  And she'll keep a sugar daddy that'll buy her some shit, come on!
 
  [Hook] + (Eminem)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock wit me" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (And come and rock wit me)
 
  "The city with the bars, where the goons with the cars,
  to produce, here we are.."
 
  [Royce Da 5'9"]
  Looted casinos, car shuffles, numbers to bet
  Disrespect and get a new smile under ya neck
  A city full of thug-ass niggaz, and punk-rockers
  Alotta niggaz act like Pac so cops watch 'em
  And shot blocks up in the black or the light Timbs
  White boys, look, act, and rap like Slim ("Hi!")
  Fight Music, knife users never respect it
  Guns talk (*scratch*) high schools with metal detectors
  A city full of Tommy Hirst thumpers
  Grant Hill hoopers, Barry Sanders runners, stunners
  Chaldeans wit weed connects like whoa!
  Type of weed, no need to test like 'dro
  Type of cats who got dough, they like ("So!")
  You real, then you might go.. (Where?)
 
  [Hook: 2X] + (Eminem)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock wit me" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
  "Rock city" *scratches* (And come and rock wit me)
 
  [Royce talking] + (Eminem)
  Detroit Rock City ("Slim Shady")
  Won't you come on the block with us? ("Royce the 5'9")
  Won't you just come and rock with us? ("Royce the 5'9")
  Next Level ("Rock City")
  Royce the 5'9" ("Rock")
  Slim Shady ("Rock City")
  Uh uh, won't you come and rock with us? ("Rock City")
  Won't you come on the block with us? ("Rock wit me")
  Won't you come and rock with us? ("Rock wit-")
  Rock City.. touch it... ("Fuck!")

Eminem - Rock Bottom Lyrics


  Ah yeah, yo!
  This song is dedicated to all the happy people
  All the happy people who have real nice lives
  And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck
 
 
  Verse One:
 
 
  I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net
  I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck
  I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
  Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
  Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
  Full of venom and rage
  Especially when I'm engaged
  And my daughter's down to her last diaper
  That's got my ass hyper
  I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer
  Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
  These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
  We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us
  Along with the small fry's and average half pinters
  While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
  Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
  Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
  Snakes slither in the grass spineless
 
 
  Chorus: repeat 2X
 
 
  That's Rock Bottom
  When this life makes you mad enough to kill
  That's Rock Bottom
  When you want something bad enough you'll steal
  That's Rock Bottom
  When you feel you have had it up to here
  Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear
 
 
  Verse Two:
 
 
  My life is full of empty promises
  And broken dreams
  I'm hoping things will look up
  But there ain't no job openings
  I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
  Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
  And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
  And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
  But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
  Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
  It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
  When all you need is bucks to be the man
  Plus a luxury sedan
  Too comfortable and roomy in a six
  They threw me in the mix
  With all these gloomy lunatics
  Walk around depressed
  And smoke a pound of ses a day
  And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
  My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
  Live half my life and throw the rest away
 
  Chorus
 
  There's people that love me and people that hate me
  But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
  I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
  That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
  That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name
  Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
  Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
  I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em
  I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em
  Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
  My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em
  And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em
  And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
  I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em?
  Cause I never went gold of one song
  I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn
 

Eminem - Ricky Ticky Toc Lyrics


  Once you call my name out things will never be the same....
  They should have never let us get off foot in this game...
  Ever since I was introduced to rap music
  I been missin a screw like Bishop and Juice
  I could lose it at any moment
  Those who know me know it
  So they probaly told you go with the flow
  Just so that I don't explode
  And have another episode where I let it go as far as
  The one with Benzino did I'm waitin for that next beef,
  I'm cocked, locked and loaded
  I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin bananas,
  My dick's so hard Anna Nicole could use it to fuckin pole vault with
  Oh shit, I mean when she was still bloated
  Before they cut her stomach open and lipoed it
  Anybody I throw flames at gets a name it's a game
  Cause they know that they don't spit the same
  It's a shame, what people do for 10 minutes of fame
  Everyday it's the same thing,
  People in this game try to buddy buddy us
  Just to get close enough to study us
  Everybody just wants to have somethin to do with that
  They all tryin to get that stamp
  They after that Shady - Aftermath money
  It's like a monopoly
  They probaly just now finally understand how to rob fully
  50 Cent was like a fuckin jackpot for me
  And Dre, it's like we hit the fuckin lottery
  And a damn slot machine at the same time as eachother
  Why the fuck you think we ride like we brothers
  When we rhyme with eachother
  In time we discovered that we have more in common
  Then we thought with eachother
  Both robbed of our mothers
  Our fathers ain't want us
  What was wrong with us, was it our fault
  Cause we started thinkin god doesn't love us
  Two odd motheruckers who just happened to meet at the right time
  What a coincidence cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
  I still remember the call up in ??
  Big L had just got popped just a month before
  If 50 lives he's gettin dropped from Columbia
  Two years later me and Doc had to come and operate
  That's when he popped up a number one
  And we ain't never gonna stop if you wond-erin
  Even if I'm under the gun
  You ain't gotta agree all the time with me
  Or see eye to eye there'll always be animosity between you and I
  But see the difference is if it is I could give a shit
  Still gonna conduct motherfuckin buisness as usual
  Ego's aside, fore I bruise em' all
  Swallow your pride fore I step on it with shoes you call Nike's
  Earth links how do you like these you gotta love them
  Look at the bottom of em' they're like cleats
  Stompin, I been rompin since Tim Dogg was hollerin
  'Fuck Compton'
  I was whilin', freestylin back when they was still makin Maxell cassettes
  I wasn't even raps Elvis yet
  That tells us that any doubts in your head that seals the shit
  Ricky-Ticky-Toc-Ticky-Ticky-Toc
  Still with the Diggy-Diggy-Doc-Diggy-Diggy-Doc
  And you don't stop

Eminem - Remember Me Lyrics


  (RBX)
  Remember me? ("Several executions")
  Remember me? ("I have no remorse")
  Remember me? ("I'm high-powered")
  Remember me? ("I drop bombs like Hiroshima")
 
  For this, why it's the X, you retarded?
  'Cause I grab the mic and get down, like syndrome
  Hide in Rome and to the masses, without boundaries
  Whice qualifies me for the term "universal"
  Without no rehearsal, colleaged words is controversial
  Like I'm not, the one you wanna contest, see
  'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch that got "Banned From TV"
  Heavyweight get up, hit you, watch you're whole head split up
  Loco is the motion, weed comin' through
  Hollow tips in the lead, the .45 through
 
  (Sticky Fingaz)
  Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!")
  Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!")
  Remember me? ("Nigga bacdafucup!")
  Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!")
 
  Niggas catchin' "no" for an answer, ghetto no
  Yeah, that bitch hoe no'd but it was more like "no, no, no!!"
  Life's a bitch; yeah it'll fuck you if you let her
  Better come better than better to be a competitor
  This ved is a head, the shit is all redder, you deader and deader
  I better extended the cheddars and credda
  Instead of vendetta, a mellow beretta from ghetto to ghetto
  Evidence? Nope! Never leave a shredda
  I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
  My moms got raped by the industry and made me
  I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
  I get more pussy than them dyke bitches total
  Want beef, nigga? PSH better dead that shit
  My name should be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit"
  Probably say "he ain't a killa", but I'm killin' myself
  Smoke def, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor
  So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
  Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a bullet too
  What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We're glock busters
  'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters
  'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
  I'm gettin' wires niggas wantin' me dead
  One in my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?
 
  (Eminem)
  Remember me? ("I just don't give a fuck!")
  Remember me? ("Yeah, fuck you too!")
  Remember me? ("I'm low down and I'm shifty!")
  Remember me? ("I'm shady!")
 
  When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
  I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
  I'm tryin' to clear up my fuckin' image, so I promised the fuckin' critics
  I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
  (*click* Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
  My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
  So I made me a song, killed her and put Haley on
  I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
  In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
  (Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
  Came home, and somebody must've broke in the back window
  And stole two golden machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
  Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen
  And M-16's with ten clips each
  And them shits reach through 6 kids each
  And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?
  FUCK THAT! PSH you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
  And re-appear in hell with a can of gas, AND a match
  Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
  (What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)
 
  Don't you remember me?
  Remember me?
  Remember me?!
  Remember me?!

Eminem - Rap Superstar Lyrics


  (Eminem Speaking)
  Most people don't see how much work is really involved
  in this rap shit
  I didn't know it
  I didn't see it
  I never saw it until i was actually in it
  You really gotta be in it
  To understand what its like
  But you always gotta
  People always gotta see your smile
  You always gotta put on that fake
  You know what i'm sayin
  No matter what u just been through
 
  (B-Real)
  So you wanna be a rap superstar
  And live large a big house
  5 cars, you're in charge
  Comin up in the world
  Don't trust nobody
  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
 
  (B-Real)
  I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up
  Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up
  To rock crowds make money
  Chill wit the honies
  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
  Shits funny
  How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it
  Never the less you gotta go for the gusto
  But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears
  and losin some of your peers
  And losin some of your self
  Music has past gone by
  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
  Egomaniac in the brainiac
  Don't know how to act
  Shits deep
  48 tracks
  Studio gangsta mack
  Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
  But never will
  Till he crosses over still
  Feelin no hate
  But fantasies come wit these
  Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese
  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz
  And take shit from people who don't know what it is
  I wish it was all fun and games
  But the price of fame is high
  And some can't pay to play
  Trapped in what you rappin about
  Tell me what happened when you lost clout
  The rout you took started collapsing
  No fans
  No fame
  No respect
  No change
  No women
  And everyone shits on your name
 
  (Chorus)
  So you wanna be a rap superstar
  And live large
  A big house
  5 cars
  The rent charged
  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
  To be a rap superstar
  And live large
  A big house
  5 cars
  The rent charged
  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
 
  (Noreaga Speaking)
  When you sign to a record label
  You don't know you sign your life over
  And these Witheboys don't care about you
  Cuz the minute you fall off
  They'll find another Noreaga
  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga
  And they'll find another B-Real
  So you need to just keep
  Stack your chips up
  Do what you gotta do while your hot
  And mafuckin get out the game
  Stick to the drug game
  And the drug game is even worse
  Because if someone jerks you
  You can shoot em and kill me
  But in this game if someone jerks you
  You gotta be humble
 
  (Eminem Speaking)
  No matter what you just been through
  Shit has gotta be right
  You gotta approach people
  You gotta be on the up and up
  And everything gotta be all good
  When you see someone slap hands with em
  You know what i'm sayin give em a pound
  Or whatever it is
  But you always gotta act like it ain't shit
 
  (Chorus)
 
  (B-Real)
  My own son don't know me
  Sittin up in the hotel room lonley
  But I thank god I'm wit my homies
  But sometimes I wish I was back home
  But only no radio or videos
  Cuz they show me no love
  The phony gotta hit the road slowly
  So the record gets pushed by sony
  I'm in the middle like monie
  And the press say that
  My own people disowned me
  And the best way back
  Is to keep your head straight
  Never inflate the cranium
  Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium
  Who just wanna cling on swing on
  And so on and go on and fall off
  The hoes fall off
  To the next rap superstar
  Wit no shame give him a year
  And they'll be right out the game
  The same as the last one
  Who came before him
  Gained fame
  Started gettin ignored
  I warned him
  Assured him
  This ain't easy take it from weezy
  Sleezy people wanna be cheesey
  They talkin evil
 
  (Chorus)

Eminem - Rain Man Lyrics


  [Dre (Em)]
  Yeah
  (Definately, definately, definately, definately definately K-mart)
  Yeah, yeah
 
  [Eminem (Dr. Dre):]
  You find me offensive? I find you offensive
  For finding me offensive
  Hence if I should draw a line on any fences
  If so to what extense if
  Any, should I go? 'Cause it's getting expensive
  Being on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive
  They say that I cause extensive
  Pshycological nerve damage to the brain when I go to lenghts this,
  Far at other people's expenses
  I say your all just too god damn sensitive
  It's censorship
  And it's down right blasphomous
  Listen to shit now cause I won't stand for this
  And Chirs-stiff-pher Reeves won't sit for this neither
  And let's clear this up too I ain't got no beef with him either
  He used to be like a hero to me
  I even believe I, had one of those 25 cent stickers on my re--fridgerator
  Right next to Darth Vader
  And Darth must have put a hex on him for later
  I feel like it's my fault cause of the way that
  I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luther
  I killed Superman, I killed Super--man
  And how ironic, that I'd be the bad guy
  Kryptonite: The Green Chronic
 
  [Chorus:]
  Cause I ain't got no legs!
  Or no brain, nice to meet you
  Hi, my name is...
  I forgot my name!
  My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
  My soul is possessed by this devil my new name is....
  Rain Man
 
  Now in the Bible it says
  Thou shalt not watch two lesbians in bed,
  Have homosexual sex
  Unless of course you were given the consent to join in
  Then of course, it's intercourse
  And it's bi-sexual sex
  Which isn't as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions
  Either before, during or after peforming the act of that which
  Is normally referred to have such, more commonly known phrases
  That are more used by today's kids
  In a more derogatory way but
  Who's to say, what's fair to say, and what not to say?
  Let's ask Dr. Dre
  Dr. Dre? (What up?)
  I gotta question if I may? (Yeah)
  Is it gay to play Putt-Putt golf with a friend (Yeah)
  And watch his butt-butt when he tees off? (Yeah)
  But, ut! I ain't done yet
  In football the quarterback yells out hutt-hutt
  While he reaches in another grown man's ass
  Grabs on his nuts but just what if
  It was never meant it was just an accident
  But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in
  His teeny tiny little round hiney but he didn't mean it
  But his little weenie flinched just a little bit
  And I don't mean to go in into any more details but
  What if he pictured it as a females butt?
  Is that gay? I just need to clear things up
  Til then i'll just walk around with a manly strut because...
 
  [Chorus]
 
  You find me offensive, I find you offensive
  Shit, this is the same verse I just did this
  When am I gonna come to my good senses?
  Probably the day Bush comes to my defenceses
  My spider senses telling me Spiderman is nearby
  And my plan is to get him next
  And open up a whip ass canister
  God damn it Dre where is the god damn beat? (Yeah)
  Anyway, anyway I don't know how else to put it
  This is the only thing that I'm good at
  I am the bad guy, Kryptonite: The Green Chronic
  Demonic, yep yep, don't worry I'm on it
  I got it, high five Nick Lachey
  Stuck a pen in Jessica's head and walked away
  And she blew around the room like a balloon-a
  Grabbed the last can of chicken tuna
  Out the trash can and screw my
  Head is straight back to the Neverland Ranch
  With a peanut butter, jelly, chicken, tuna sandwhich
  And I don't gotta make no god damn sense
  I just did a whole song and I didn't say shit
 
  [Chorus]
  Cause IIIAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAAA AAAAAHAHHHHHHHHHH
  Yo, Rain Man
  Definately, definately Dr. Dre super dope beat maker two thousand and
  Two thousand four hundred and eighty seven million
  Nine hundred and n seventy three thousand four hundred and sixty three
  And seventy (Yeah)

Eminem - Rabbit In Parking Lot Outside The Chin Tiki Lyrics


  Your style is generic
  Mine's authentic made
  I roll like a renegade
  You need clinic aid
  My techniques bizzare an ill
  I scar and kill
  You were a star until i served you like a bar and grill
  Now I proceed to cook and grill ya
  That's all it took to kill ya
  You better recognize me like i look familiar
  You wanna battle?
  You beat around the bush
  Like you scared to lick pussy so eat around the tush
  I need a clown to push
  Someone that I can bully
  Wait a minute I don't think you understand fully
  See me without a style is like mustard without the Heinz
  I lead the new school, you're a Busta without the Rhymes
  I'll crush the shit out your lines

Eminem - Puke Lyrics


  There I go--thinking of you again
 
  [Chorus]
  You don't know how sick you make me
  You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
  Every time I think of you, I puke
  You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
  You may not think you do, but you do
  Every time I think of you
 
  I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
  But from of the dome would probably be a little more, more suitable for this type of song--whoa
  I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
  Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta
  So fuck it, I'ma start right here by just be brief-a
  Bout to rattle off some other reasons
  I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you
  On my arm, but what do I go and do
  I go and get another one, now I got two
  Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
  I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin
  I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again
  My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim
  Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it
  If you only knew how much I hated you
  For every motherfuckin' thing you ever put us through
  Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you
  Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who
 
  [Chorus]
  You don't know how sick you make me
  You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
  Every time I think of you, I puke
  You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
  You may not think you do, but you do
  Every time I think of you
 
  I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
  But I thought a song would probably be a little better
  Instead of a letter
  That you'd probably just shred up--yeah
  I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
  How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a
  Paper, I'd rather let you see how
  Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle
  You're a fuckin' cokein' slut, I hope you fuckin' die
  I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
  I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die
  Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
  But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
  It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back
  It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna
  gag-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag
  What else can I do, I haven't got a clue
  Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to
  But every time I think of you now, I'll I wanna do
  Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke
 
  [Chorus]
  You don't know how sick you make me
  You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
  Every time I think of you, I puke
  You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
  You may not think you do, but you do
  Every time I think of you, I puke
 
  Fuckin' bitch

Eminem - Public Service Announcement Lyrics


  This is a public Service Announcement brought to you,
  in part, by Slim Shady
 
  The views and events expressed here are totally fucked,
  and are no necessarily the views of anyone.
 
  However, the events and suggestions that appear
  on this album are *not* to be taken lightly
 
  Children should not partake in the listening
  of this album with laces in their shoes.
 
  Slim Shady is not responsible for your actions.
  Upon purchasing this album,
  you have agreed not to try this at home.
 
  Anything else?
 
  Eminem: Yeah. Don't do drugs.

Eminem - Paul (skit) Lyrics


   Yo Em,
   Dre gave me a copy of the album
   uuuuuhhhhhhhh FUCK IT.... (hangs up)
 
 
   Dong rocks!!!!
   Dong rocks!!!!
   Dong rocks!!!!
 
 
   Ya'll can kiss my fuckin' ass