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Once again it's the sinister, synical, minister Shady
Kryptonite to Superman, he's a Dennis to Amy
Administer of pain, just finish, huffin' the paint
And muffle the fumes like it was nothin' because it ain't
Anything in his way, his enemies he just slays
His venom he spray reaches like heads of energy rays
Menacing stares, he glares making the hairs all on the back of yah neck stand
Like dracula yep, spectacular rep, he's a tarantula, gargantuan
Yah, Angela so I command yah to start dancin'
Part Manson, part Hannibal, part mechanical
Sharp, throwing animal parts at Scarlett Johansen
Enter my gas chamber, yah gangsta? My ass
He's got his fangs to your neck, he's set to strangle ya ass, hater
You're facin'a task greater, he's chasin' your ass
He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table
I'm checking the exposure, a full dose of me
Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing
With or without clothing, next to the decomposing
Bodies eroding while I'm dozing off overdosing
Windows opening-shutting, doors opening-closing Ithink there's a ghost
Too much hydrocordone on coating
I was only 'sposed to swallow a half, I took the whole thing
I'm not joking, I think I just snorted my nose ring
I need a drink, I'm standing over the sink hosing
Myself, self-loathing, cause I'm on a brink, postally
I don't wanna think this will make everything rosy
Beverly sings, scream while I'm servering three toesies
Totally frozen while I close in, I'm yodelling "Rosey, won't you come out to play?"
A nuisance, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers
Making shrines of my crimes and capers
My words are whirlwinds, I murder my girlfriends
Go to Europe and put nervines in my syrop and stirred 'em
You never heard 'em like this, so don't encourage him
The neurosurgeon, coke mirrors, I'm lyrics worse than
The kinda person to get Katie Couric to cursin'
Eighty spirits of ladies cause Shady murdered the virgins
Crazy, turn him, convinced that he emerged, took over the world
And reeled in all the children, lured 'em into the building and killed 'em
Buried 'em in the mulch and mildew and he will do what he feels
And still can spit, dran to gold like Rumplestilskin
Cotton to silk, Motrin to Tylenol 3 pills, the Real Slim Shady's entered the buildin'
There's nothing but crumbled leaves and thumbleweeds up in this bitch, Mildrid
He's ill wit it, he still shouldn't be heeled
There's no one as sick as he MC's will get freakasied on the grill then