| Song | Session One |
| Artist | Eminem |
| Artist | Slaughterhouse |
| Album | Recovery |
| [00:03.750] | Ladies and gentlemen, make some noooooise! |
| [00:08.430] | |
| [00:10.300] | Aww shit, yeah |
| [00:13.300] | |
| [00:14.600] | Y'all ready to get this shit started or what? |
| [00:16.720] | |
| [00:18.960] | Aight, well I brought some friends with me too |
| [00:22.150] | |
| [00:24.290] | Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin I'm back |
| [00:26.360] | I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks |
| [00:29.960] | Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black |
| [00:32.580] | out and relapse 'til I act Jack Daniels and yack |
| [00:35.390] | Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin' |
| [00:37.820] | Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin |
| [00:40.630] | Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin |
| [00:43.250] | Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in |
| [00:46.060] | trouble! What's occurrin before, after, and durin' the show |
| [00:49.050] | has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa |
| [00:51.860] | What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin you out the do' |
| [00:54.550] | So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion to blow |
| [00:57.060] | Now stomp your fuckin feet 'til you get to squishin a hoe |
| [01:00.050] | It's pandemonium standin O when you see him, oh |
| [01:03.090] | Damn baby you look good, you're givin me wood |
| [01:05.470] | You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood |
| [01:08.340] | It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both |
| [01:11.080] | Break bread while I'm coppin over this game to pinch a loaf |
| [01:13.950] | Now homie who's your favorite pain in the ass? |
| [01:15.950] | Who claims to be spittin the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed |
| [01:19.130] | In other words I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas |
| [01:22.690] | Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash |
| [01:25.370] | Went through 'em and laughed |
| [01:26.650] | Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half! |
| [01:30.890] | So stop fakin the funk and start shakin your ass |
| [01:33.580] | Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap |
| [01:36.200] | and Just Blaze on the track, what the fuck's more amazin than that? |
| [01:39.870] | |
| [01:42.050] | I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry apart you |
| [01:45.420] | Lump on your head designed by a bar stool |
| [01:47.480] | Designed by a cartoon |
| [01:49.350] | Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall |
| [01:52.350] | The 9 tucked against the linin |
| [01:53.720] | I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in |
| [01:57.960] | It's like Rick James is shootin up your house nigga! |
| [02:00.850] | |
| [02:03.200] | FUCK YO' COUCH NIGGA! |
| [02:04.630] | You're screamin fuck the world with your middle finger up |
| [02:06.880] | While I'm over here shovin my dick in a hole in the mud |
| [02:09.880] | My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder |
| [02:12.060] | because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove |
| [02:15.430] | I got a Posse of Insane Clowns |
| [02:17.490] | Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds |
| [02:20.730] | Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral |
| [02:24.850] | You on your last burrito! |
| [02:26.790] | （What that mean Nickel?） It's a wrap if you eatin |
| [02:28.910] | Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like a Middle Eastern |
| [02:31.720] | Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody touchin that |
| [02:34.320] | |
| [02:37.010] | I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years |
| [02:40.000] | ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare |
| [02:43.310] | Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares |
| [02:45.990] | I harbor the art, of you nice swear （?） |
| [02:48.300] | Is that weird cause that made me hotter than my dear |
| [02:50.810] | Uncle Al's breath after polishin off his ninth beer |
| [02:53.620] | Homie chill, listen, I swear |
| [02:55.800] | I'm God, I give tracks a Holy feel, and they bite ears |
| [02:59.300] | I'm right here, why wouldn't I be? |
| [03:01.230] | Just waitin to be hooked to IV as （?） well when you look at my pee |
| [03:04.850] | And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction |
| [03:07.590] | And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine |
| [03:10.290] | This isn't just an infection |
| [03:11.730] | This won't go away with penicillin injections |
| [03:14.420] | Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection, what I exhibit |
| [03:18.150] | seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it |
| [03:20.720] | Aw shit it, I did it again, when I lit up this pen |
| [03:23.770] | I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Eminem |
| [03:26.380] | So tell a friend to tell a friend write a disgustin hook |
| [03:29.380] | |
| [03:31.760] | I'm right here lettin the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop |
| [03:34.620] | Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop |
| [03:37.740] | Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop |
| [03:40.110] | Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped |
| [03:43.940] | I take your life to the ninth inning |
| [03:45.830] | A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin |
| [03:48.950] | I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny |
| [03:51.510] | I'll bite my bitch in the ass and watch her sit on my money |
| [03:54.490] | Man, all the bitches holla - they wanna drop my britches |
| [03:56.990] | then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala |
| [03:59.300] | I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas |
| [04:03.040] | As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah |
| [04:05.290] | Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun |
| [04:08.470] | I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn |
| [04:10.650] | I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con |
| [04:13.280] | A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam! |
| [04:17.090] | Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, at South Line |
| [04:19.650] | We do it to try to do without tryin |
| [04:22.150] | （Slaughterhouse!） Cause to it's us it's so easy |
| [04:24.400] | Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy? |
| [00:03.750] | Ladies and gentlemen, make some noooooise! |
| [00:08.430] | |
| [00:10.300] | Aww shit, yeah |
| [00:13.300] | |
| [00:14.600] | Y' all ready to get this shit started or what? |
| [00:16.720] | |
| [00:18.960] | Aight, well I brought some friends with me too |
| [00:22.150] | |
| [00:24.290] | Now I ain' t back just for the sake of just sayin I' m back |
| [00:26.360] | I could relax but I' d rather stack ammo on tracks |
| [00:29.960] | Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black |
| [00:32.580] | out and relapse ' til I act Jack Daniels and yack |
| [00:35.390] | Burp bubbles, attitude' s immaturin' |
| [00:37.820] | Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin |
| [00:40.630] | Whoaoh, I can' t see shit, my words get to slurrin |
| [00:43.250] | Uhoh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you' re in |
| [00:46.060] | trouble! What' s occurrin before, after, and durin' the show |
| [00:49.050] | has no bearing on the bad news I' m baring, whoa |
| [00:51.860] | What is it, wordplay? No, I' m pushin you out the do' |
| [00:54.550] | So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion to blow |
| [00:57.060] | Now stomp your fuckin feet ' til you get to squishin a hoe |
| [01:00.050] | It' s pandemonium standin O when you see him, oh |
| [01:03.090] | Damn baby you look good, you' re givin me wood |
| [01:05.470] | You should, pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood |
| [01:08.340] | It' s neck work, get her polly on, you and me both |
| [01:11.080] | Break bread while I' m coppin over this game to pinch a loaf |
| [01:13.950] | Now homie who' s your favorite pain in the ass? |
| [01:15.950] | Who claims to be spittin the same flames as me? I' m Kanye when he crashed |
| [01:19.130] | In other words I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas |
| [01:22.690] | Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash |
| [01:25.370] | Went through ' em and laughed |
| [01:26.650] | Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half! |
| [01:30.890] | So stop fakin the funk and start shakin your ass |
| [01:33.580] | Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap |
| [01:36.200] | and Just Blaze on the track, what the fuck' s more amazin than that? |
| [01:39.870] | |
| [01:42.050] | I' m right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry apart you |
| [01:45.420] | Lump on your head designed by a bar stool |
| [01:47.480] | Designed by a cartoon |
| [01:49.350] | Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall |
| [01:52.350] | The 9 tucked against the linin |
| [01:53.720] | I pull it out and flip your partner upsidedown like y' all are a couple 69' in |
| [01:57.960] | It' s like Rick James is shootin up your house nigga! |
| [02:00.850] | |
| [02:03.200] | FUCK YO' COUCH NIGGA! |
| [02:04.630] | You' re screamin fuck the world with your middle finger up |
| [02:06.880] | While I' m over here shovin my dick in a hole in the mud |
| [02:09.880] | My bitch know I' m perfectly fit for murder |
| [02:12.060] | because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O. J. to Glove |
| [02:15.430] | I got a Posse of Insane Clowns |
| [02:17.490] | Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds |
| [02:20.730] | Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral |
| [02:24.850] | You on your last burrito! |
| [02:26.790] | What that mean Nickel? It' s a wrap if you eatin |
| [02:28.910] | Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like a Middle Eastern |
| [02:31.720] | Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody touchin that |
| [02:34.320] | |
| [02:37.010] | I' m right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Lightyears |
| [02:40.000] | ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare |
| [02:43.310] | Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares |
| [02:45.990] | I harbor the art, of you nice swear ? |
| [02:48.300] | Is that weird cause that made me hotter than my dear |
| [02:50.810] | Uncle Al' s breath after polishin off his ninth beer |
| [02:53.620] | Homie chill, listen, I swear |
| [02:55.800] | I' m God, I give tracks a Holy feel, and they bite ears |
| [02:59.300] | I' m right here, why wouldn' t I be? |
| [03:01.230] | Just waitin to be hooked to IV as ? well when you look at my pee |
| [03:04.850] | And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction |
| [03:07.590] | And record the pig' s oink, when I rip his intestine |
| [03:10.290] | This isn' t just an infection |
| [03:11.730] | This won' t go away with penicillin injections |
| [03:14.420] | Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection, what I exhibit |
| [03:18.150] | seems to be noncontagious yet anybody can get it |
| [03:20.720] | Aw shit it, I did it again, when I lit up this pen |
| [03:23.770] | I emitted this phlegm, this time it' s alongside Eminem |
| [03:26.380] | So tell a friend to tell a friend write a disgustin hook |
| [03:29.380] | |
| [03:31.760] | I' m right here lettin the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop |
| [03:34.620] | Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop |
| [03:37.740] | Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop |
| [03:40.110] | Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molliwopped |
| [03:43.940] | I take your life to the ninth inning |
| [03:45.830] | A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin |
| [03:48.950] | I laugh when you fall, the shit' ll be funny |
| [03:51.510] | I' ll bite my bitch in the ass and watch her sit on my money |
| [03:54.490] | Man, all the bitches holla they wanna drop my britches |
| [03:56.990] | then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala |
| [03:59.300] | I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas |
| [04:03.040] | As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah |
| [04:05.290] | Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I' m Atilla the Hun |
| [04:08.470] | I' m Genghis Khan, I' m a genius spawn |
| [04:10.650] | I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con |
| [04:13.280] | A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam! |
| [04:17.090] | Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, at South Line |
| [04:19.650] | We do it to try to do without tryin |
| [04:22.150] | Slaughterhouse! Cause to it' s us it' s so easy |
| [04:24.400] | Where' s, Jumpoff Joe Beezy? |