That"s why they call me Slim Shady (I"m Back)
I"m Back (I"m Back) (SLIM SHADY!) I"m Back
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain"t gonna help
What good"s it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I"m waitin for hell like hell shit I"m anxious as hell
Manson, you"re safe in that cell, be thankful it"s jail
I used to be my mommy"s little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
"til I cut a kitten"s head off and stuck it in this kid"s mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less
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