[Eminem] This motherfucker here, just won't shut up will you? Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me I'm promoting you right now Yo lets put the nail in his coffin
[Chorus] I don't want to be like this I don't really want to hurt no feelins But I'm only bein real when I say nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope) And old men have heart attacks And I don't want to be responsible for that so Put the mic down and walk away You can still have a little bit of dignity
[verse 1] I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino An 83 year old fake Pacino So how can he hold me over some balcony Without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me Please don't, youl probably fall with me And our asses will both be history But then again you'll finally get your wish 'cause you be all over the street like 50 Cent Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump Gimme a one-on-one see if I don't fuck you up Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up And you put Jada on a track that's how much you suck Dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source butt-kissin And beggin motherfuckers for guest appearances And you can even get the clearances 'cause real lyricists Don't even respect you or take you serious Its not that we don't like you, we hate you - period Talk about a mid-life crisis damn Last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand Now he's a busta? What the fucks with that? Get on a track dissin us kissin 50's ass And askin me what I know about inditements-bite me Bitch I got two cases, and probation - fight me! What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man Ready to take whatever sentence he hands What you know about your wife slicin her wrists Right in front of the only thing that you have in this world - a little girl? And I put that on her, when this is all over I would never try to make her a star and eat off her I don't know shit about no shoppin rocks But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots? When your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin Pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin Them bitches up after spendin six hours at Kinkos Just makin copys of your covers of cassette singles To sell them out the trunk of your Tracer Spendin your whole paychecks at Disc Makers What you know about bein bullied over half your life? Oh that's right, you **should** know what that's like, your half white Vanilla Ice, spill the beans and rice, I'm eaten you alive inside Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down You should be out killin motherfuckers right now Kill a motherfucker dead, kill'em dead bitch Shoot'em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her! She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you 'cause your broke as fuck you suck you're a fuckin joke If you was really sellin coke, well then what the fuck You stop for dummy? If you slew some crack You'd make a lot more money than you do from rap You'll never had no security, you'll never be famous You'l never now what its like to be rich, lifes a bitch ain't it? Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in lamens Terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this And Canibus ain't usin too many complicated fuckin words for you Here then let me slow it down for you So you can understand if I say it slower: Let it go dawg it's over
[Eminem talkin] Haha Talkin bout I have motherfuckers callin your crib Bitch you ain't even got a fuckin crib You ain't even got a fuckin phone Fuckin punk, threatening to shut me down at your fuckin lil' source magazine If I come back & want me to attack you, bitch you attacked me first Take it like a man and shut the fuck up And fuck your little magazine too I don't need your little fuckin magazine, I got XXL's number anywayz And y'all can't stand it 'cause their gettin bigger than y'all Oh, and by the way, how'd I look on the VMAs? When you was watchin me from whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from in Boston The mean streets of Boston, fuckin sissy And you got us scared up in here motherfucker, suck our motherfuckin dicks Oh, and for those that don't know, don't get it twisted yo... The Source has a White owner!