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EminemAlmost Famous

I stuck my dick in
this game like a rapist
They call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go bezerker than
a fed up post office worker
A merk her with a Mossberg
I'm pissed off get murdered
Like someone took
a ketchup squirter
Squirted a frankfurter
For a gangster you
shoulda shit your pants
When you saw the
chainsaw get to waving
Like a terrible towel
I faced her around
But his fangs come out
Get your brains blown out
That's what I call
blowing your mind
When I come back
Like nut on your spine
I'm a thumb tack
That you slept on son
Now here I come screaming
attack like I just stepped on one
Low on the totem
till he showed 'em
Defiance giant scrotum
He don't owe them bitches shit
His bridges he out grow'd em
He's so out cold he's
knocked out of the South Pole
And nobody fucks with him
Rigamortis and post mortem
He's dying of boredom
Take your best rhymes record 'em
Then try to flaunt 'em
He'll just take your
punch lines and snort 'em
Shit stained drawers
You gon fuck with a guy who
licks the blades of his chainsaws
While he dips 'em in
PF Chang's sauce
Game's up homie hang it up
like some crank calls
You think I'm backing down
you must be out of
your dang skulls
I'm back for revenge
I lost a battle that
ain't happening again
I'm at your throat like strep
I step strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand
Someone distorted my mint
Read some I wrote on a napkin
I do what I have to to win
Pull at it all stops any
who touch a mic prior's
Not even Austin Powers how
the fuck are they Mike Meyers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch
To the whack before I take
a shit in his Jack O Lantern
And smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick
Dick's too short a word for my dick
Get off my
antidisestablishmentarianism
you prick
You call me the champ call me
the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger
matter fact I need a lawyer
I displaced my clause
with enough plaster
To make a cast beat his
ass naked and peed in
his corner like burn choyder
You're the Eminem backwards
you're mini me
See he's in a whole
nother weight class
He smokes your BB's
you beat back bullets
You're full of it you
were just in his CD's
Left at Infinite now he's back
like someone
pissed in his wheaties
No peace treaties he's
turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP's
got the attention of the mighty D R E
to moonn6pence from papyaeverte
Now there he goes in
Dre's studio cuppin his balls
Screaming the wood off the panel
And cussing the pain off the walls
Spewing his hate to these
haters showing no
love for these brauds
He ain't given them shit he
says he'll pinch a penny so hard
He'll leave a bruise on the
bronze so dark you
can see the mark
With the scars till Abraham
Lincoln is screaming out AHH
These metaphors and similes
ain't similar to them not at all
If they don't like it they can all
get fucked instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or
a neck tie to hand themselves by
Like David Carradine they
can go fk themselves and just die
And eat shit while they at it
He's fucking had it he's
mad at the whole world
So go to hell and build
a snowman girl
The bullies become bullied
the pussies get pushed
Then they better pull me take
me back to 9th grade to school me
Cus I ain't looking back only
forward this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he'd
grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I'm being poetic
let me get a and raise the bar
Higher than my opinion
of these winners and lords
So bare witness to some biblical shit
As a cold wind blowing this
world ain't gonna know what hit it
He did it he made
it he's finally famous
I stuck my dick in
this game like a rapist
They call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go bezerker than
a fed up post office worker
A merk her with a Mossberg
I'm pissed off get murdered
Like someone took
a ketchup squirter
Squirted a frankfurter
For a gangster you
shoulda shit your pants
When you saw the
chainsaw get to waving
Like a terrible towel
I faced her around
But his fangs come out
Get your brains blown out
That's what I call
blowing your mind
When I come back
Like nut on your spine
I'm a thumb tack
That you slept on son
Now here I come screaming
attack like I just stepped on one
Low on the totem
till he showed 'em
Defiance giant scrotum
He don't owe them bitches shit
His bridges he out grow'd em
He's so out cold he's
knocked out of the South Pole
And nobody fucks with him
Rigamortis and post mortem
He's dying of boredom
Take your best rhymes record 'em
Then try to flaunt 'em
He'll just take your
punch lines and snort 'em
Shit stained drawers
You gon fuck with a guy who
licks the blades of his chainsaws
While he dips 'em in
PF Chang's sauce
Game's up homie hang it up
like some crank calls
You think I'm backing down
you must be out of
your dang skulls
I'm back for revenge
I lost a battle that
ain't happening again
I'm at your throat like strep
I step strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand
Someone distorted my mint
Read some I wrote on a napkin
I do what I have to to win
Pull at it all stops any
who touch a mic prior's
Not even Austin Powers how
the fuck are they Mike Meyers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch
To the whack before I take
a shit in his Jack O Lantern
And smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick
Dick's too short a word for my dick
Get off my
antidisestablishmentarianism
you prick
You call me the champ call me
the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger
matter fact I need a lawyer
I displaced my clause
with enough plaster
To make a cast beat his
ass naked and peed in
his corner like burn choyder
You're the Eminem backwards
you're mini me
See he's in a whole
nother weight class
He smokes your BB's
you beat back bullets
You're full of it you
were just in his CD's
Left at Infinite now he's back
like someone
pissed in his wheaties
No peace treaties he's
turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP's
got the attention of the mighty D R E
to moonn6pence from papyaeverte
Now there he goes in
Dre's studio cuppin his balls
Screaming the wood off the panel
And cussing the pain off the walls
Spewing his hate to these
haters showing no
love for these brauds
He ain't given them shit he
says he'll pinch a penny so hard
He'll leave a bruise on the
bronze so dark you
can see the mark
With the scars till Abraham
Lincoln is screaming out AHH
These metaphors and similes
ain't similar to them not at all
If they don't like it they can all
get fucked instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or
a neck tie to hand themselves by
Like David Carradine they
can go fk themselves and just die
And eat shit while they at it
He's fucking had it he's
mad at the whole world
So go to hell and build
a snowman girl
The bullies become bullied
the pussies get pushed
Then they better pull me take
me back to 9th grade to school me
Cus I ain't looking back only
forward this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he'd
grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I'm being poetic
let me get a and raise the bar
Higher than my opinion
of these winners and lords
So bare witness to some biblical shit
As a cold wind blowing this
world ain't gonna know what hit it
He did it he made
it he's finally famous

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