I think maybe he needs some medication possibly pschyzophrenic. talkin to one of his patients. but hes talkin to no one so ummm get his attention. Over here jacob. thats right. please take the pen. and draw what you see. no. draw the other things. like the darkness. if you're afraid of dark then you should spark some weed. and you can talk to me open up talk, please. it's only talk geeze say whats on your heart b it's your old pal notepad we go back man. since you was in highschool shit remember back then. Now you're 23 how the sacks man hows success for the hard workin black man what you're white why you rap then you should be on wall street and have a mansion oh you smoke weed forgot Im stupid. Marijuana crushes all dreams and makes you useless

I could be diabetic with my pupils dilated high on any thing I can find cabinet while I'm waiting stick my face in a can of gas huff it evaporated Suffocating in a rag and a bag of some glue and paint. percoset can kill the pain as long as there's three or four of em. Indications on the bottle ignore em fuck it take more of em. I scored em from the poor ol lady fourth, do you know her man. She smokes a bit of weed with an adorable storage man. Throw a can of woop ass at me just to see how I handle it. Mandolin in my hand speakin spanish cause I'm a fan of it. Como esta bien muy manly with hella stamina jammin a mamajamma with hammer and nail it shut. And this putter got this driver feelin froggish I'm bout to leap out the window and I'll hit your mail box off its wooden tee. Shouldn't be any problem for me and me golf club. And if it is i'll chop it down to the sound saw uh. In this place nobody can tell me who I can and can't be. I could get erased and get reinvented as a different mc. I could take you on a ride if you let me in your mind. And I could set you free. I can put cha in cuffs. Just gimme yo trust. And we can throw away the key. I could cut an arm and leg off. Sew em back on and play golf. The only problem that I'd have is if they wouldn't stay on. I'd prolly fall on the lawn. Frantically calling for mom. Then I replace em with a couple golf flags and it's on. faster and faster I run. from the back to the front of the crowd. Hopin to get glimpse of tiger woods and his beautiful smile. What? excuse me? really man excuse me. I told you I'm trying to see him before he leaves. Can you move please. I don't gotta explain nothin to yall. I can say what I want. And you suck a couple of balls. Whats it to yall anyway, I never said that I'm plenty gay. Maybe I did, that was just the weed, roofies, and hennessee lemme see. Lemme examine myself, look at my nipple hair up close and then I'll take off my belt. and when Im finished with that, I take a look at my back. I see couple stab wounds and one knife intact.

What do I do Jay? cause everybody's talkin bout me like I'm a fruitcake. and I dont wanna walk around steppin on goose eggs the only shells I wanna be standing on top of are droppin from a twelve guage. Blaow! see me draggin it ill bill style! fallin asleep at the wheel cause I'm high as a motherfucker cant come down, nah, too much herb in my hometown. why do you even do it? I dont really know. maybe life, to get me through it with somethin to show. most of the time, you can find me with some of that dro, and the rest you can catch me with some of that flow. you say that aint original, it sounds like eminem and tech n9ne went and got his mom pregenant. and he sound like t pain when hes singin it. and he cant decide if he smokes cigarettes. Just leave me alone, and dont worry what the fuck Im up to, theres no hurry, baby, dont get flustered. I'm trynta do the thing perfectly, whatcha want from me? lemme take a stab at ya gut. gut, lemme guess. guess ya want me to fuck up. up sup? I figured that you probably suck cause I aint heard a dope track from you yet partner. buckle up. the roller coaster bout to go bump bump. I wanna hear me comin. comin out of your trunk. trunk give ya a lil some. some old fashioned fun, ha, we laugh and run til we come undone. stunned? let your bun down, let your feet run round, adrenaline come down never cause we confounded. and we're a little confused cause all the rhymes have already been used. like orange. got my studio in a storage, horrace, pour us a bowl of porridge and pull us into a forest. horse orgy porn for us, forced upon us. fornication for forty horny whores with kitanas. Judo chop. a death grip comin from a sumo spock it only exists where bludo walks a laberynth laced with a fucked up clock where you dont stop like a ritalin binge. methamphetamines ina syringe. shit I was born, and I been a jerk since. alright, maybe not, prolly only since 10, but it doubled since then. I can pretend I gotta heart made of gold, but in the end I cant stop growing old, got no use for a soul so I sold it for one hip hop blunt that I'm holding

If there's a stairway to heaven show me the way that I need to go But if there's nowhere to get in heaven can wait but tell me so at least I know So at least I know can throw a punch at a foe why in the world in would I turn a cheek. for a punk with his bros. What would jesus do. he'd prolly give up the ghost. And let em crucify him. Nail his hand and feet to a post. I wish you the best, man. But I think it's best, man. If we make it a rule not to take shit and invest in weapons and vest with bullets no less than 50 calibers dressed in Teflon now I'm feeling powerful. There aint a sabbath for the savages. Only rest that we get is when we sleep, so fuck saturdays. And fuck christmas, I'm showin up gift-less. Unless you count the jahova's witness. He was harassin me asking me if I ever went to church. I told him yeah, nigga now will you get the fuck out to the curb. He didn't move stupid look upon his face. So I killed him and put him in the back where he stays. Apocalyptic. when I wanna be. It's too hard to shock a critic. but its gonna be done. You want it then run. cause I gotta mouth full of cum. busta tonna sixteens. for the fun of it. Like I'm a son of a bitch. wanna be rich like jackson. The one with the one glove. beatin it with a mask on. It kills me how it fills me with thrills when i enter a building only to leave it with pills. three hundred bars plus a million its a marathon. rap until I'm killed or I'm something that you compare to God. It's blasphemy, ain't no task for me, homes its actually making me laugh. As I react to the poem. Show em the dark side. that's what they wanna see. People panic when anikins a man with no family. Well I'm a man with a middle finger handy and I plan to be that way until they hand me to satan but I'm waiting for the day when the lightnings gonna come strike me down. Patient and amazed the pipe is full and I'm bitin down chronic tastin chronic as ever like I was never out. Heaven is now defined as a place where there's never a drought. Never a doubt who da poo poo. teachin you how hula hoop and scuba dive practicing voodoo. I'm super coo coo. only take the pills I choose to. trying get a spot upon the rehab for the who's who abracadoodoo. Stabbin a poodle.in the noodle. makin speghetti sauce taking off on a scooter. Boot a computer up and shoot it up with food I chewed up. Suit up for cooter cause I dont wanna lose my lil dude I shoulda put 2 of em on was due at the prom but constant ludicrous phone calls kept me at bay longer than I wanted. And this song is out of control. this beat is done it has officially said uncle.

Adonde do i keep getting my beats from quien ares you to think that Imma flee from diablo. I have discovered key to defeat one. Not so. difficult. not for me to complete done. Got throat in a tight hold. Awful frightful. Thriller with no michael. Come and get an eyeful. Prideful guy so I don't stifle my shiza. Freedom set an example writin my own bible. I'm type writer on a tight rope might offend you if try ta step into the inside of mi cabasa is quita trip with a pied piper leadin you with a lighter. Get you higher and higher and elevate you to finda paradise and recliner. tighter pussy vagina leave your worries behind ya and while you leave it leave mine alone jerry you kinda full grown so you need to get home Nigga lippin cigarette flippin ash on you stereotypical passed onto bigger and better songs after long time awaited we done flipped it. forget what you expected poetic abyss its eternally externally lookin shallow but dive into me you'll see Im the opposite of gallows I may hang in the shadow down creek with a paddle always ready for battle. And in a saddle. High ho platinum. Ranger go after em. Clayton staight flatten em. tonto got his back in he gotta fat sack with him hope you got match many people wanna roll it but aint got a zig zag wit em boo boo in the bag. and they coo coo looking sad. cause they buddha lookin bad they dude is stuck with some schwag and who the fuck is the ass with chronic wont let you grab it. damn it I'm tired of fuckin with these faggots. I am the judge the jury. Write my own story. pardon me if I make it sound corny. He who has ears to listen and hears me when I speak. let him take up his cross and bear it with me in a beat. But if ain't you ready to do that there then I'ma qualify you as either dumb or you scared. rhyme sayer, dime weigher. Im way up on on a mountain top. Hopin to see you their and kickin it when we finally drop. free fallin with tom petty. free ballin and sweaty will smith cussin and fuckin betty boop in the booty heading to hell in a basket ready to sell a soul by playin a record backward I ain't exact sure but I think that it is accurate. I am immaculate. I am the master bate you with a faster flow than you can imagine so. play it like 50 times just to see if you match it.

We're just around the corner ask around, we can be found living in the suburbs still trynta make it out thus ghetto mother forget the fame forget the flashing lights lets play a game only to pass the time these dice are lame do you think theres a chance that I might get a 7, or an 11, forget it lime green is the color on the lights in front of me and that means that I'm passing all you guys making fun of me saying we just another couple clowns, and you study me because me is a shining example of what you wanna be. so look at me, Im not afraid. Im finger deep in this music and I know how to play I got no sympathy for those that stay at home and complain about what they dont got like they dont know We're just around the corner ask around, we can be found living in the suburbs still trynta make it out thus ghetto motherfucker really I dont mind the ghetto must be a simple kind of fellow good blunt got me feelin real mello strap a guitar on and just sing for the hell of it. I know the times gonna come when i'll be lookin around and everything'll be better puttin it down in the back of the mansion kickin it with manson, both of em, charlie, and the handsome one. dippin our hands in handsome funds callin up strippers to have some fun but before they could cum, I awoke from the dream hella bummed, look around its the first of the month. time to pay rent, keep livin in slums. dividends none, gimme just one reason to get drunk with some puerto rican rum and a mexican chick. gotta whole lot of love for a mexican chick. Te amo mamacita, got one hard dick and a bag of reefer I'd like to treat ya to a faygo and a slice of pizza, but I'm still broke so i'll mee ya We're just around the corner ask around, we can be found living in the suburbs still trynta make it out thus ghetto mother fucker

Hey, you don't belong here. but its been a long day and its been a real long year see I'm trynta get paid so I write this song, here. I could do it all day if I wanted to but I gotta find new frontiers. I'm waitin for the day when I find pavement that ain't movin. ground broke way when I dropped out of school and I cant seem to stay in one place for too long. yeah, I gotta move on. so pray for me from dawn to dusk, no tickets to the prom so Im stuck stayin at home. baby doll, tell me whats wrong. why your face so sad? why you lookin like you mad for I had had full intention of taking you but my money was gone and now Im thinkin bout rapin you and your daddy busts in and he's all like Hey, you dont belong here. sir its been a long day and its been a real long year see Im trynta get laid and take off this thong, here. so get out my way and lemme nail this blonde, here. stay loca, take a toke of molta, flows so cold that flakes of snow get rolled up. mix it with a little bit of chronic and sho nuff blunt music is bumpin outcha speakerbox no such thing, they be sayin. but they be like a guitar hero, never be an expert and they be takin it hard be a medium rare case of easy little card tricks. hard dick and far kickin field goal star spittin ridiculous. fittin the description of an animal, hairy as a motherfucker, big teeth. mandibles bitin everybody in a 50 mile radius 50 cents short, a dre late. way curious why the fuck we ain't got a song on the radio. got a few songs, and the fans sayin way to go. wanna get a record and hang it up and I'll paint it gold I don't really need the real thing, I can stay at home. Hey, you don't belong here. bitch its been a long day and its been a real long year you tell me I cant stay. and I don't got no home, here. tell me where do I go when I cant go home gotta find a new frontier. hey hey hey if you dont belong, then hey hey hey this is your song like hey hey hey if you don't belong, then hey hey hey this is your song like throw your hands up if you got no house throw your hands up if you got no spouse throw your hands up if you got no weed throw your hands up if you're listening to this m.c. Hey, you don't belong here. but its been a long day We ain't gonna leave and we ain't gonna go. its time to kick back, relax, get drunk and stoned.

I dont mind the gutter, And I'm startin to think that we might never get out but I keep my eye on the upward cause my heart says one day me gonna be the one with the house. Im the type person that is cool until you fuck me. dont worry bout them haters cause they never know when I'm gonna show up. get the family and tie em up take em to the bridge and push em. and stay and watch until they hit the pavement then I'll boogie. Im onto the next one, awnry and stressed rubbud the wrong way Im less fun Mic check Mate son, Queen to Night 4 get off your high horse let the king show you that you got some thing to die for. Despite your delightful attempt tell me that you would like me to untighten your hands it cant be. cuz you would fight me and then you might leave and tell police about me and about how frightened you been. Fuck that I think you should die motherfucker. Shove a tub a butter up ya. Make you say Im like no udder. fryin pan and bacon stuff ya full until you shudder mother, this is for when you fucked me and I had to start back at the gutter I dont mind the gutter, And I'm startin to think that we might never get out but I keep my eye on the upward cause my heart says one day me gonna be the one with the house. Started from gutter, and I m not that far away from where I started prolly find me somewhere in it when Im dearly departed and since I was a kid I been man of big dreams. Big things like I had magnifyer with me. But you had to stick me wit people thinkin stictly small tryina convince to ditch my art. Im makin history. you can lick my balls. stickin me upon a hook is like some ink to a jar. We go together, like locks and keys. cumin at the same time. like good pot and me apostraphy my pocket and g's. Stop it and freeze, look around my blocks fulla weed. Not gonna be another fucker like me until Im chalked and Im gone demons carry me to a hot little sauna. hot little mamas carry me weed on a platter and on the platter there's all the shit you would need to get off if you wanna I dont mind the gutter, And I'm startin to think that we might never get out but I keep my eye on the upward cause my heart says one day me gonna be the one with the house. gutter baller fuck em all I dont call em back I dont need em they stressin havin a heart attack. look at the wall and I bet you all got a ball of flack. You dont like the words you see cause they say that you all are hacks I aint heard another person I would prefer. work with other than me on this earth's surface. firstly Im a sure thing secondly and thirdly Im on fire and Im worth it Listen to all my verses fourthly Im like dorthy on an o.z. fifthly importantly I can sing like a o.g. sixthly Im like bently on a porche beat Heaven musta sent me to the down to earth on a poor street but I aint trippin I been to where they got bentley's dimes in bikins sickenin how they tempt me Im really greedy but Im patient and wait for when we sold a billion records and dont have to pay the rent because

Can you tell me what the definition of "G" is Even if you can't I'm bout to give it to you with genius And it'll tell you why she's always on my penis and if you're blind and you cant see the meanin. That Jacob is a G, And Jay is G. and you should let it Be. so the bitches stay on my d. cause I'm nailin it to the T and I'll never go to heaven cause ill never d i e got a monopoly and you afraid of ho-tells ho-tells that's why you always renting all them damn motels my beats fo sale. And yo beats on lease. My bad sound click and shadowvile for free. No I'm not boasting. I just want you to toast me. and finally admit that I'm fit to be yo king. I'm gettin my groceries still cant faze me and that's why I ain't gotta be a p -i -m -p - to already know that I -M -A -G Don't look at me dumb D-U-M-B. Cause my dream gonna come T-R-U-E. Martin Luther King Status. You shoulda been happy. for us for a long time we got this thing happenin. Jacob's a G captain crunch and we been laughin at competition we just wish that they'd come in savage but it never ceases to amaze the two of us. How we could stay around it still it doesn't influence us. It's like we been wearin some crap proof armor. ear plugs so none of them can harm us. who's he talkin bout. who who's he talkin. he's fuckin out bounds. we surely got him now. see, they just walk around. think they the shit and how. they on top of the world. and now we just wanna kick em down.

I'm not marshall mathers. I'm just a regular guy. But I still went and made an album. I made a few beats but I know that I 'd be dope without one. So if you wanna run your mouth then lemme see what you got for me to outrun. What does it take to get fantastic track 7 years of producing and writing rap. This is how we afford it and tighten slack. keep it movin make it better like its crack. bakin soda mix it up and get it to master we got the product you envy and that you're after. bout to get a caldecott with only a chapter children sayin I paint it gold like it's laughter. Sittin up in the rafters lookin at all the bastard kids that dont got a grasp on how to make up a classic. Sheeeit. I ain't sure they're ever gonna get it. when the clock strikes 12 cinderella go' spit. All of you mice men, listen up. You're ridin on a pumpkin, not a truck. You think you're onto somethin, but you suck. and I bet you're bummin cause I have been summoned. Now look at us. I'm not marshall mathers. I'm just a regular guy. But I still went and made an album. I made a few beats but I know that I 'd be dope without one. So if you wanna run your mouth then lemme see what you got for me to outrun. go head and make funna me if you wanna I gotta feelin that while you're laughin that's when it's gonna creep up on ya. This nigga know that he's golden and what he's holdin onto. like the price of gold if you hold it long enough it gets brought up. Little itty bitty red hen he always up in the kitchen spittin gettin it in. so you can take your digits and kick a stick and prentend that you dont get why he took all the shit that wouldn't have been if he. wouldn't of thought to keep you out in rain. You dumb shit. Tell me I'm not talented again. I don't quit. meanin I take a break in the summer. I'm a teach you mother fuckers just who you need to make funna. look in the looking glass. see the son of an ass that thought he could ever pass for somebody that can rap. How dare you! How could you lie to yourself like that? I don't think it fair and I don't think it's healthy cause I'm not marshall mathers. I'm just a regular guy. But I still went and made an album. I made a few beats but I know that I 'd be dope without one. So if you wanna run your mouth then lemme see what you got for me to outrun. Fuck Hip hop. Forget the 16's. look at your wrist watch. Time to forget me. forget the back beat. space the bass and snare all rappin is just a waste of air. All of the clappin is been fake to spare me of shame and humiliation. Rarely do you see a real fan of Caucasian rappers cause all of em sound like vanilla cake. no crappin. but I believe I'm raisin the stakes and I challenge for anybody with a mic and a melody to balance upon triple beam weigh up the talent of you and I see how it compare together when it's lookin eye to eye look at my talons. see the beak of eagle. as it swoops down to kill a couple beatles. And then you can here the sound of a record hittin a needle and after its all done I leave you fiendin for the sequel. I'm not marshall mathers. I'm just a regular guy. But I still went and made an album. I made a few beats but I know that I 'd be dope without one. So if you wanna run your mouth then lemme see what you got for me to outrun.

this here is real music. real life. and real talk. wit a couple of jokes to laugh to. and I hope you're that still walkin afterward cause I'ma suit you up with new outfit of blues to bump. And if you choose to do somethin wit it. too late I'm movin on. the root of all real music is the love of I don't know. Don't understand it. I don't need to. I just gotta let it grow. Cause this is beautiful. Downright suitable to wear anywhere with any hairstyle. .get the shoes to go wit it match my lifestyle and my melodies likewise. Wavin my goodbyes to the jealous guys and from here they lookin like pint sized imitations of east coast, west coast and midwest they supposed to be rappers. but got no presence when they step up in the booth like umm well maybe they just made a feaupa, like you was trynta find a proper place to place a phone call. Wrong booth man. but I suppose it doesn't matter. but its people like you. who make it suck to be a rapper. Just because I'm white it doesn't mean that I cant rap. And just because I rap that doesn't mean I don't make real music And just because I make real music. that don't mean that Im rich. But when I'm rich, that don't mean that its time for me to quit. to put it bluntly I don't think I would continue if I didn't have the gift of pickin different styles from a menu. But I have plenty. I even have extra ones that I can send you. like post card money seein washington from different angles. Im thinking deep like throat. makin the ocean my moat. the is dry land is home. and make the intruders float. you cant get to me. I got a balance so good you'd think I was greatest triple beam in history. Its ludicrous to think that you could make me stumble. A thousand dollars and a blunt says my spirits like a bumble bee. It shouldn't be flyin, defyin gravity. why in heavens name should I retire. Elementary rhymer. triple syllable designer. record label never signed up. Cause I ain't no vagina. I ain't tryinta get fucked for fame and a couple a bucks. best of luck to ya. and in the end well see who stuck through it.

When the clock strikes twelve tonight when they finally dim the lights there'll still be music in my head I'm sure there will be til I'm dead Id give my life for this music. And I feel like I done did it. Cause its likely the coolest thing in my life at this minute. Rap is blessing, a curse, and a weapon and I have honed it. I am the only man standing as my opponent. There's no one else that keeps me motivated. Forget the money and the fame. from here they're seemin overrated. Don't need watches or records platinum and golden plated. midi controller waiting at home has got me salivatin. basically I'm startin to get it. It's a cold world. and it's hard to live in it. I find a little comfort in these beats for a minute. try to get crowd jumpin out their seats when they feel it but even if it never made it to the streets I'd be in it. I been workin instrumentals from 16 to infinite. Tryin hard to figure out if its the jeans or the denim. that keeps my heart beatin for this dream that I'm livin When the clock strikes twelve tonight when they finally dim the lights there'll still be music in my head I'm sure there will be til Im dead It's been almost a decade, and I still have yet to see my mother or father see a set played. Maybe only when get paid proper. will I make a fan outta my mama and my papa. But even if I never saw em standin front row. I'd be out sun shinin so they can see their son glow. I wont be done rhymin until Im number one so I shoulda been done rhymin like 5 months ago. but i'm always getting better movin on to something greater and if you don't wanna kick it sionara see you later. you want beef, have cow a bout it you want beats. get a computer and a power outlet. (tell em the truth jacob) I ain't gotta be the pastor preachin to the choir bout who the motherfucking master it starts wit a j and has a b for the last one everybody sayin hes an asshole When the clock strikes twelve tonight when they finally dim the lights there'll still be music in my head I'm sure there will be til I'm dead You cant sign me, i ain't a piece of paper you can't define me, I'm changing everyday, sir. chamillion colored caterpillar to butterfly. feelin like I'm duncan mcloud and I'ma never die there can be only one king of the jungle son. this is my territory and will be till kingdom come. if you could tell a story and fluently beat on a drum paintin a picture beautifully sing at the top of your lungs. then we can get it crackin pastachio style but I don't know nobody thats really crackin they lackin in style jackin they styles from karaoke they piled up. lookin at me envious, and knowin that their style sucks A pile a bucks says that I could make a better song writin nothin down with no mo fuckin beat on. tryin to make a whole cd that you can leave on could never the best, cause i'm already beyond.

I was awakened by a crash. I shoulda never had dre flyin this plane hes a maniac. now how in the fuck I supposed to get back to the 8 mile train tracks tell me .how should I react. maybe I should give my mom a call. forget it because shes high on some downers and dancin round a pole. I love you ma. failed at bein a mom at all. You aint gonna be the one Im callin when Im down a hole. I down to throw you down a flight of st. Ready to swing anyone who was lookin and who mighta cared. My daughter shouldnt see this kinda outburst. Haley what are you outa bed at these kinda hours. bring some flowers to my funeral service and if you see your mom lookin around her outwardly nervous well then you can be sure Im comin back in a hurry. she just afraid of slim shadys ghost lurkin. What if they were all dead. Never make another album. what would we do without them. Shit would be soundin nonsense And they aint drinkin from a fountain of youth so when they're gone what will we do. I'm lookin around at these clowns. matter fact lookin down at these clowns. with a little bit a growl and a sound of powerful rounds. Tech n9ne millimeter when Im dead better watch yo back nigga. This ghost aint no angel when I come back I'm go jack niggas. Cause when I was alive they was jackin me. never pay. me for that cd. From the calm before storm. And all the way back up to kod. play it backwards to play with me and if you see ghost give toast. cause aint another mother do it exact like me. make sure to pay homage to the nina when you see him when hes staring back from the mirror ever clearer. like youd be him. if could. but you dont wanna dont walk one step inside the hood where gangters are up to no good. So when your friends say its sayonce time. make sure to think twice before you join hands with candles and all your sayonce rhymes. Cause maybe me is no satan. but im the closest thing to him on the other side waitin. What if they were all dead. Never make another album. what would we do without them. Shit would be soundin nonsense And they aint drinkin from a fountain of youth so when they're gone what will we do. Oh lord, I got this feelin. It's like sorta like I stopped breathin. And I cant seem to find a white light this evenin. Only darkness taking me by the hand and leadin. What you did for lazarus, Im lookin for the same the same thing, somebody get the nigga from nazareth. Breath life into when Im outta breath. stretch forth a hand into this valley of shadow and take me outta death. But I get no answer, probly cause theres no santa, noboby bringin heaven to children who got they hands up worship like they in a trance or got a cure for they cancer. If you believe that then believe my ghost riding on prancer. with 11 other motherfuckin reindeer. with jay and jenny in the sleigh and drinkin cups fulla reineer. beer with a blunt to go wit it wit it. In 20 seconds well be cummin down your chimney chimney