Eminem-B***h Please II


Yeah whattup Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't!
Ahhh!  They didn't do it again,	what-what, what-what?
Did you s*** on these n***** two times Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sho'!
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here,
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y'know! 
What's crackin Dre?

Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp s***,
On Slim's s*** and star rise like Limp Bizkit, (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts,
And watch mosh pits til motherf****** knock each other unconscious,
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws,
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and fulla cars,
Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw is n***** from Crenshaw,
From Long Beach, to South Central, (Ahhhhh!) 
Whoa, not these n**** again,
These grown-a** ignorant men with hair-triggers again,
(Hehe) You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach,
(East-syde!) Came a long way, to makin these songs play,
It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way,
I got a long uz', and I carry it all day,
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein Andre,
But I..

Somehow, someway-tell 'em, n****
You know about Doggy (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these n***** up and show em where da f*** I'm comin from
I get the party crackin from the s*** that I be spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty gungs, and I love all of 'em the same - bang bang!
Damn baby girl what's your name?
I forgot - what'd you say it was?  Damn a n**** buzzed
Hangin in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whassup Slim?) Whattup cuz? (Whattup Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done hooked up
with the King of the motherf***** West coast, baby!

Chorus:
And you don't really wanna f***, with me,
Only n**** that I trust, is me,
F*** around and make me bust, this heat...
That's, the devil, they always wanna dance...

I'm the head n**** in charge, I'm watchin you move,
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage,
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade,
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God,
All jokes aside, come bounce with us,
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust,
It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs,
So who do you trust?  They just not rugged enough,
When things get rough I'm in the club shootin with Puff,
B****, please-you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees-c'mon

(Chorus)

Awww naww, big Slim dogg,
Eighty pound balls, d*** six inch long,
Back up, in the, heezy baby,
He's Shady!
He's so crazy!
Hahaha!  Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White,
Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night.
What if he's right?  
I'm just a criminal, makin a living off of the world's misery,
What in the world gives me the right to say what I like,
And walk around flippin the bird,
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs,
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave,
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me?
I just want you all to notice me and people to see,
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me,
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me,
Is cuz this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean,
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV,
Or heard the CD usin the f** word so freely,
It's just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
Suck my f***** d***, you f*****,
You happy now?  Look here,

I start some trouble everywhere that I go, (That I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know, (Cuz they know)
I start some s*** they throw me out the back door, (The back door)
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo fo... (A fo'-fo')

2001 and forever,
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg,
C'mon, yeah!!


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