Uhh, hell man, hm, oh fuck, yeah I'm not at home, beating my shit to death I'm listening to the Rapper's album This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm mad as hell, fuck you
I'm crazy this razor, with this razor I'm crazy With this I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm crazy (Okay I'm reloaded) Go Jay-Z (Tell them him I'ma for him) Dre's beats Ran in the ladies room in a blanket At the and started to spank it (Ahh)
in the bank with a tank, fired a blank At the and handcuffed her ankles to the safe and thanked her But I take nothing (Thanks) Every bullet came from the gun from different angles 'Cuz I was strange places to aim from (Man, I bet you 50 bucks you won't out the window, Shady) (Ahh) Pay me
Psych, no way fucked up in the my girl and my sister 'cuz I caught them in bed (Wait, wait, wait) I'm a mothafucka, might shoot me a fed Or I just might start a fight instead See as far as the go I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your Sunoco Stuck off the hydro mixed with turnstyles, then run from po po
Life stinks, we give a fuck, son, we crazy up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is (Crazy)
stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we Fuck ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is (Crazy)
Yo, yo, I wish I'd aborted My pockets got a Everything I floss I can't afford it I'm tryin' to a O', my pops tryin' to snort it My daughter's babysitter is to be deported I'm mad 'cuz I still stand in line for
Mad my rottweiler still shits on the rugs (God dammit, Spike) Feeling kinda crazy now, I just flip out Slim Shady gave me and I might trip out, like (Eh, oh Dude, shit's crazy man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh) Fuck that, Slim, keep that for You a crazy white dude and you some help, word
I got a beautiful wife, kids and a home What would make jump in the tub a cordless phone? I'm straight vicious, I hit you with plates and you eight stitches, what I'm gay 'cuz I hate bitches? Slut don't be nice to me, had it with girls And I'll still be mad at the world, if it apologized to me (Sorry) hearing the last thoughts of a man About to blow his brains out
Fall with a blood stained blouse on top of his spouse Spread out on a blood couch In front of his kids that he just in the same house I'm sicker Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson In boys' drawers shoppin' at toy stores Shady said it, Shady meant it, I demented I'll a stroller at you, with a baby in it Go ahead, pull the plug, think I smack you I just dropped a fuckin' mom, don't vacuum
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 rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (Crazy)
Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is (Crazy)