Artist: Eminem f/ Skylar Grey Album: The Marshall Mathers LP 2 Song: Asshole Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Eminem] Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain An asshole, that role think I succeeded fulfillin But don't think I ever stopped to think that I was speakin to children Everything was happenin so fast it was like I blinked, sold three million Then it all went blank, all I remember is feelin ridiculous cause I was gettin sick of this feelin Like I'm always under attack, man I coulda stacked my shit-list to the ceiling Women dishin but really thinkin if anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like this I would kill him Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite when I'm rippin shit, but since when did this many people ever give a shit what I had to say? It's just my opinion If it contradicts how I'm livin put a dick in your rear end That's why every time you mention a lyric I thanked you for it, for drawin more attention toward it Cause it gave me an enormous platform, I'm flattered you thought I was that important But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect, and battled for it Mad awards, had GLAAD annoyed, atta-boy They told me to slow down, I'd just zone out Good luck tryin to convince a blonde, it's like tellin Gwen Stefani she sold out Cause I was tryin to leave, +No Doubt+ in anyone's mind one day I'd go down, in history think they know now! Because EVERYBODY knows! [Chorus: Skylar Grey] Everybody knows, that you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go, people wanna go home, everyone knows Everybody knows, so don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide, you are just an asshole Everyone knows, everyone knows [Eminem] Thanks for the support asshole *Chka*, thanks for the support asshole Quit actin salty, I was countin on you to count me out Ask Asher Roth when he roundabout dissed me to shout me out Thought I was history, well goddamn honkey; that compliment's like back-handin a donkey Good way to get your ass socked in the mouth Nah, I'm off him, but what the fuck's all this trash talking about? The fight was fixed, I'm back and you can't stop me, you knocked me down I went down for the count, I fell but the fans caught me and now you're gonna have to beat the fuckin pants off me to take my belt, word to Pacquiao! Momma said there ain't nothin else to talk about Better go in that ring and knock 'em out, or you better not come out It's poetry in motion, like Freddie Roach when he's quotin Shake-speare, so what if insults are revoltin? Even Helen Keller knows life stinks You think it's a joke 'til you're bullet-riddled, but you should give little shit what I think This whole world is a mess, gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest and a Glock just to go watch Batman Who needs to test the testicles? Not that man Half of you don't got the guts, intestinal blockage, rest of you got lap bands Stuck to this motto 'fore they put bath salts in all those water bottles in Colorado, so get lost Waldo My soul's escaping through this asshole that is gaping A black hole and I'm swallowin this track whole, better pack toilet paper But I'm takin no crap hoe, here I go down the Bat Pole and I'm changing back into that ol' maniac, in fact there they go Tryin to dip out the back door retreating cause EVERYBODY knows! [Chorus] [Eminem] Holy mackerel, I'm the biggest jerk on the planet Earth, I smacked a girl off the mechanical bull at a tractor pull for thinkin we had some magnetic pull Then screamed, "ICP in this bitch! How do fuckin magnets work?" Cause you're attractive but we ain't attractable, hate to be dramatical but I'm not romantical, I'm makin up words you can understandable, it's tragical Thinkin some magical shit's gonna happen, that ain't practical You crackin a joke? It's laughable Cause me and love's like a bad combination I keep them feelings locked in a vault, so it's safe to say, I'm un-crackable My heart is truly guarded, full body armor Bitch you just need a helmet, cause if you think you're special, you're retarded Thinkin you're one of a kind like you got some platinum vagina You're a train wreck, I got a one track mind and shorty you're fine but you sorta remind me of a 49er Cause you've been a gold-digger since you was a miner/minor Been tryin to, hunt me down like a dog cause you're on my ass but you can't get a scent Cause all of my spare time's spent on my nose in this binder, so don't bother tryin Only women that I love are my daughters, but sometimes I rhyme and it sounds like I forget I'm a father, and I push it farther So father forgive me if I forget to draw the line It's apparent I shouldn't have been a parent, I'll never grow up So to hell with your parents, and +mother+fuck +Father+ Time It ain't never gonna stop, a pessimist who +Transformed+ to an +Optimist+ in his +Prime+ So even if I'm half-dead, I'm half-alive Poured my half-empty glass in a cup, now my cup has runneth over And I'm 'bout to set it on you like a motherfuckin coaster! I'm goin back to what got me here Yeah cocky and can't knock bein Rudolph, so fear not my dear/deer And dry up your tear drops, I'm here White America's mirror, so don't feel awkward or weird if you stare at me and see yourself, cause you're one too, shouldn't be a shock because EVERYBODY knows (everybody knows)