[* Talking *]
[Eminem]
Yo, I`ll shove a gun in ya grill, greasy and heated
Smothered in hot mustard so when I feed it to you it`s easy to eat it
You need to be immediately treated
While you breathin` you`ll be leavin`
The receiving room this evening with Jesus
You hate on us, we`ll be waitin` on eight corners
Swarmin` ya hood with a thousand angry skateboarders
I`ll hop in the Jeep, slam on the gas and charge you
And bombard you in the car that ya mom bought you
Mess around and get choked and found in a moat
Floatin` around drowned face down in a boat
I`ll pile five dudes in a pen
And we`ll pull up to the seven mile drive-thru
At McDonald`s and pile-drive you
I got the power to snatch a driver out his Eddie Bauer
When it rides by me at ninety miler per hour
This place is my house, I might as well erase my face with white-out
Cause y`all can`t see me like Mase`s eyebrows
It`s like that, it`s like that