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Eminem Its shit like this I kick to these rich white kids Who just might see how fucked up this sick life is Whoops I did it again didnt I my shits harder to figure out than what Britneys tit size is (oooh) I probably pissed you off again didnt I bitch (so what?) You and Christina Gaguilera kiss my grits *smak* You know how many shits I give? I wish I did So I can quit givin these twisted little kids ideas This just in, Britney just dissed Justin She just fucked Ben, got tit fucked and dick sucked him If Affleck can get his ass licked, how come I cant, shit? God damn bitch, Im rich, I cant understand this Are those pictures I made of us together on the internet as close as Im ever gonna get to hittin it from the back? And shit, when it comes to that, I hit harder from the back than Everlast, when hes pluggin Lethal in his fuckin ass Just give me one more chance, Britney hit me one more time Let me know whats on your mind, Whitney give me one more line to sniff, you fuckers know what time it is Fuck your jewelery my records almost diamond, BEEOTCH Eminem (Dr Dre)Chorus Whats goin on in the world today People fightin, feudin, lootin, its okay Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll Tell em Dre (it aint nuttin but music) Whats goin on in the world today People fightin, feudin, lootin, its okay Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll Tell em Dre (it aint nuttin but music) Bizarre Eminem doesnt like NSync, well I do So fuck him, and the Backstreet Boys too Whatever happened to the cast of Different Strokes Garys broke, Todds snortin coke, and Dana overdosed (Awww) I got two little boys with me Michael Jackson sent two helicopters to get me (hee-heee) Im up early wit my hair curly Me and Mr. Furly, fuckin Laverne and Shirley Kuniva A lot of rappers are livin in la la land Thats why I let my dogs out on the Baha Men As bad as a life I had, Im not mad I dont need to be a jackass to beat up my dad My whole familys country, my grandmothers old fashioned And she keeps askin me why I rap wit a honky But grannie Im a flunky I could be a junkie I could be hangin with the hoochies out at the club scene Kon Artis So all the independent women in the house HOUSE Show us your tits and shut your motherfuckin mouth WHAT? Proof Robert Downey, Bobby Brownie Whitney Houston, the shits shes usin *sniff* Jesse Jackson, reverend scandal Got George Michaels, Tevin Campbells PeeWee Hermans, peep show places Public restrooms? Beat those cases Chorus Swifty McVay Huh, your mom and dad probably mad at us (for what) We done turned their kids into little body snatchers Aint like where Im from, we dont bite our tongue Are you sure you want niggaz 21 to carry guns? Its sad but Im glad that Im made to rhyme Where you work you aint gettin paid for that overtime Its only music, media know it but they blind I aint in yall light, so stay the hell up outta mine Yall the reason why Princess Diana ended up dyin If you people get offended I dont care (stop cryin) Tryin to get us to leave cause what we say just aint clean (uh uh) But holdin back on what I say just aint me Kon Artis Now whats these parents so mad for? (Your music is bad for em) For teenage kids that drink more than Ted Danson in Cheers Carson drink beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch (SHUT UP) Broke or rich, I still do the same old shit I dont jump in front of a camera and change no shit So when they ask me about my sarcasticness I just slap em, turn around and ask em this Chorus