Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted  You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted  Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid"  Arrested, molested myself and got convicted  Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises  Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis  I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful  Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo  "Murder Murder Redrum"  Brain size of a bread crumb  Which drug will I end up dead from  Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated  "How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be related?"  Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter  Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder  Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her  Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was little'er  Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin Bette Midler  Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler  Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler  Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her    [Chorus: Eminem + (Redman Sample) - 2X]  [E] I'm low down and I'm shiftee!  "And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him  and ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from.."    I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons  With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds  Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits  Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits  Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it  I'ma let your grandpa hit it  Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it  Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum  But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum  So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage  Losing all of my leverage  Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich  Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage  Smoked out like Eckridge  Band just making my neck itch  What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch  You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast  Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips  Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips  Slap hips, support domestic violence  Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence  I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking?  If all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in    [Chorus]    My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling  Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England  I'm out the game, put the second string in  This Brandy got my swinging  Bobbing back and forth like a penguin  Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English  Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?"  "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it  It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit."  It was predicted by a medic  I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic  Living off liquid Triametic  Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing  Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin  Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue  I think I'm dying, God is that you?  Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP  Take me to ER ASAP for and IV  Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop  They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac  It's politics, it's all a fix  Setup by these white blue collared hicks  Just to make a dollar off of black music  With a subliminal ball of tricks  But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks    [Chorus]