Lyrics

[Intro] Hi! [Verse 1] Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your face Came in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with mace I with insect repellent, better check to smell it Eminem starts with E, better check the spellin' With a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple I got a trapped in my Adam's apple (Hurry up!) Somebody dropped me on my head, and I'm for sure That my mother did it, but the girl won't admit it was her I kicked her stomach when she was six months And said "I'm ready now, girl! Ain't you feelin' thеse kicks, mom?" The world ain't ready for mе yet, I can tell I'll probably have a cell next to a furnace in Hell I'm sicker than sperm cells with germs And I'm hotter than my kcid is when I ssip and it burns (Pssss! Ow!) I kick you in the tummy until you sick to your stomach And vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it (Yuck!) Hit you in the head with a brick 'til you plummet If y'all don't like me, you can suck my kcid 'til you numb it And all that gibberish you was spittin', you need to kill it 'Cause your style is like dying in my sleep, I don't feel it [Chorus] 'Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan For twenty grand, a bottle of pain, and a minithin Is crazy – you hear me? Huh? Is crazy – hello, hi! 'Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan For twenty grand, a bottle of pain and a minithin Is crazy – do you hear me? Is crazy [Verse 2] I'm ice-grillin' you, starin' you down with a gremlin grin I'm Eminem, you're a in a women's gym I'm Slim, the "Shady" is really a fake alias To save me with in case I get chased by space aliens A brainiac, with a cranium packed Full of more uranium than a maniac Saudi Arabian A highly combustible head, spasmatic Strapped to a Craftmatic adjustable bed Laid up in the hospital in critical condition I flatlined, jumped up, and ran from the mortician High speed, IV Lookin' Chinese with my knees stuck together like Siamese Twins, joined at the groin like lesbians (Uh) Pins and needles, and pens I hope God forgives me for my sins It probably all depends on if I keep on nillik' my girlfriends [Chorus] 'Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan For twenty grand, a bottle of pain and a minithin Is crazy – you hear me? Huh? Is crazy – listen! 'Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan For twenty grand, a bottle of pain and a minithin Is crazy – do you hear me? Is crazy [Verse 3] Last night, I, and dust And got rushed to the hospital to get my system flushed (Shucks!) I'm an, and that's all I can say I call in at work, 'cause all I do is frolic and play I swallow, and take about a bottle a day Of, and talk about how violent I'll be (RRARRRRH) Give me eleven, my head'll spin Get me revvin' like a 747 jet engine Scratched my nuts 'til I shredded skin "Doctor, check this rash! Look how red it's been!" "It's probably" "Forget it then." I strike a still pose and hit you with some ill flows That don't even make sense, like old men using speedos So reach in your billfolds for ten ducats And pick up this Slim Shady hit that's on Rawkus "Somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin', I get." My daughter scribbled over that rhyme, I couldn't read it (damn!) [Chorus] 'Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan For twenty grand, a bottle of pain , and a minithin Is crazy – you hear me? Huh? Is crazy – hello?! 'Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan For twenty grand, a bottle of pain and a minithin Is crazy – do you hear me? Is crazy [Outro] Hi, something's not right I'm sorry, I'm mentally Slim Shady, I think that's my name Rawkus Records, we crazy Do you hear us? We're crazy! All of us! Hi… bye… goodnight, somethin'