Artist: Eminem Album: Despicable 12" Song: Despicable Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com {*beat from Drake's "Over" plays*} [Eminem] Uhh, uhh, haha Nah, fuck an intro man, let's just go I come around like what goes around, what goes up must come down Anyone who comes up must go down, might as well go for the gusto now Better not let up, better not let them breathe, last shot give it all you got Try to turn me down bitch get fucked with a volume knob, fuck all you snobs! Hoes I hope all you rot Two bottles of Lubriderm and a box of condoms, is that all you brought? And you want a ménage-à-trois you twats? Fuck that, I'd rather turn this club to a bar room brawl Get rowdy as Roethlisberger in a bathroom stall, like a leech stuck in a vacuum y'all Ain't nothin but a whole lot of suckin goin on in rap, yeah but I'm home Bad to the bone, back in the zone, let him alone, you don't wanna go eggin him on It'll never be my chair that you own - crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain, no oxygen, other words there's no "air" to the throne When I die so does hip-hop, Hitchcock better shit bitch ass doc, got it Ziploc'd in a bag, you fags ain't been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top Keep bloggin while I'm mind-bogglin, I zone like I'm in the twilight dog get off my bone, this is my mic doggone it, I like hoggin it Flow so wet I'ma take this beat tobogganin, I'm water-loggin it I'm soggin it, pull your verse out the beat and stomp on it Suplexin it on cement, like I'm on some "Straight Outta Compton" shit Take this dick and chomp on it, I'm so bad I can bitch-slap a back-handed compliment Jackass eat a donkey dick, the game I just about conquered it Like Donkey Kong I'm bonkers bitch, I'm the king of this honkey shit I reign supreme in this honkey shit, no sense screamin and arguin Makes no difference whether a Benz or Bentley or a Beamer's the car you in! {*beat changes to Lloyd Banks' "Beamer, Benz, or Bentley"*} You think you ball well I'll palm it, I'll throw up bars when I vomit Boy I throw down in the kitchen, might hit your mom with my omelet But you got egg on your face, now watch me drop an atomic I should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze bitch I'm as bat shit as Ozzy, it's obvious you can tell right off the bat No pun intended but come any closer I'll bite off your head! Tryin to give me the finger's kinda like givin a spider the web I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage I catch a fly in that bitch, you think you fly you just food I give as much of a flyin fuck as that Superman dude Guess I just do what you can't do, I'll make you look stupid and bamboozled Confused as usual and you can get ripped, she can open a can too But you better hope you can handle the heat or stay the fuck out of hell's kitchen I came to cock-block, like a square fuckin male chicken Yeah, it's Shady slut, the rest can suck on a big one Cause I'm as despicable, as Daffy Duck when I'm spittin Ha ha, "Recovery"