Yo mic check
Testing one two um... twelve
My favoite color is red like the blood shed
From Kurt Cobain`s head when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin` at my shishkabob
Bought Lauryn Hill`s tape so her kids could starve
You thought I was livid now I`m even more so
Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat
I got a wardrobe with an orange robe
I`m in the fourth row signin autographs until my show
I just remembered that I`m absent minded
Wait, I mean I`ve lost my mind I can`t find it
I freestylin ever verse that I spit
Cuz I don`t even remember the words to my shit
I told the doc that I need a change in sickness
I gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphalis
Put my LP on your Christmas wish list
You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this
Cum on everybody, get down tonight (8X)
I tried suicide once and I`ll try it again
That`s why I write songs where I die at the end
Cuz I don`t give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was waving it at everybody screamin` I suck
I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
And yell out loud All of y`all get the hell out now
Fuck rap, I`m givin` it up y`all, I`m Sorry
<But Eminem this is your record release party!>
I`m bored out of my gord
So I took a hammer and nailed my foot the the floorboard of my Ford
I guess I`m just a sick, sick bastard
Just one sandwich short of a picnic basket
One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
Fell like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for this shit
I`ll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit
Cum on everybody, get down tonight (8X)
Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
Cause they think that I`m a motherfuckin Beastie Boy
So I told em I was Mike D, It was like <gee I don`t know,
he might be!>
I told em, Meet me at Kid Rock`s next concert
I`ll be standin by the Loch Ness monster, peace out
Then I jetted to the weed house
smoked out till I started bustin freestyles
Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
Crushed up the Tylenol then ate it with a dipstick
Made a couple of crank calls collect
Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?
I wanna make songs all the fellas dub
And murder every rich rapper that I`m jealous of
So just remember when I bomb your set
Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset
Cum on everybody get down tonight (16X)
