Uhh, hell yeah man, hm, oh fuck, I'm not at home, beating my shit to death I'm listening to the Rapper's album is Ken Kaniff, and I'm still mad as hell, fuck you
I'm crazy with this razor, with this I'm crazy With this I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm crazy (Okay I'm reloaded) Go Jay-Z (Tell them him ghostwrite for him) Dre's beats Ran in the ladies room in a blanket At the banquet and to spank it (Ahh)
Came in the bank with a tank, a blank At the and handcuffed her ankles to the safe and thanked her But I didn't take (Thanks) bullet came from the same gun Just from different 'Cuz I was pickin' strange to aim from (Man, I bet you 50 you won't jump out the window, Shady) (Ahh) Pay me
Psych, no way up in the head Shot my girl and my 'cuz I caught them in bed (Wait, wait, wait) I'm a mothafucka, might shoot me a fed Or I might start a fist fight instead See as far as the go I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your Sunoco Stuck off the mixed with cocoa Jump turnstyles, then run po po
Life stinks, we give a fuck, son, we crazy up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is (Crazy)
Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is (Crazy)
Yo, yo, I wish I'd been My got a shortage I wanna floss I can't afford it I'm tryin' to sell a O', my pops to snort it My daughter's babysitter is about to be I'm mad I still stand in line for clubs
Mad 'cuz my rottweiler shits on the rugs (God dammit, Spike) Feeling kinda now, I just might flip out Slim Shady me shrooms and I might trip out, like (Eh, oh Dude, that shit's man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh) that, Slim, keep that for yourself You a crazy white dude and you some help, word
I got a beautiful wife, kids and a gorgeous What would make jump in the tub with a cordless I'm straight vicious, I hit you with and dishes Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay 'cuz I hate Slut don't be nice to me, I've had it with And I'll be mad at the world, even if it apologized to me (Sorry) hearing the last thoughts of a man About to his fuckin' brains out
Fall back with a stained blouse on top of his spouse Spread out on a stained couch In front of his kids that he just killed in the house I'm sicker Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson In little boys' shoppin' at toy stores said it, Shady meant it, I stay demented I'll a stroller at you, with a baby in it Go ahead, pull the plug, think I smack you I dropped a fuckin' pill mom, don't vacuum
Life stinks, we don't a fuck, son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is (Crazy)
Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is (Crazy)