[Eminem] 
It's shit like this I kick to these rich white kids 
Who just might see how fucked up this sick life is 
Ooops I did it again didn't I my shit's harder 
To figure out than what Britney's tit size is 
Oooh I probably pissed you off again didn't I bitch 
So what Christina Gaguilera kiss my grits 
You know how many shit's I get if I wish I did 
So I can quit givin these twisted little kids ideas 
This just in, Britney just dissed Justin 
She just fucked Ben, got pit fucked and dick sucked him 
If Affleck can get his ass licked, how come I can't shit 
Goddamn bitch I'm rich I can't understand this 
Are those pictures they made of us together on the internet 
As close as I'm ever gonna get to hittin it from the back 
And shit when it comes to that I hit harder from the back 
Than Everlast when he's pluggin Lethal in his fuckin ass 
Just give me one more chance Britney hit me one more time 
Let me know what's on your mind, Whitney give me one more line 
To sniff, you fuckers know what time it is 
Fuck your jewelery my record's almost diamond, BEEOTCH! 
 
[HOOK 2X: Eminem + Dr Dre] 
What's goin on in the world today 
People fightin, feudin, lootin, it's okay 
Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll 
Tell 'em Dre- It aint nuttin but music 
 
[Bizarre] 
Eminem doesn't like N'Sync, well I do 
So fuck him, and the Backstreet Boys too 
Whatever happened to the cast of Different Strokes 
Mary's broke, Ty's snortin coke, and then an overdose 
I got two little boys wit me 
Michael Jackson sent two helicopters to get me 
I'm up early wit my hair curly 
Me and Mr. Furly, fuckin Laverne and Shirley! 
[Kuniva] 
Alotta rappers are livin in la la land 
That's why I let my dogs out on the Baha men 
As bad as a life I had, I'm not mad 
I don't need to be a jackass to beat up my dad 
My whole family's country, my grandmother's old fashioned 
And she keeps askin me why I rap wit a honky 
But grannie I'm a flunky I could be a junky 
I could be hangin with the hoochies out at the club scene 
 
[Kon Artis] 
To all the independent women in the house! (HEY!) 
Show us your tits and shut your motherfuckin mouth! (WHAT?!) 
 
[Proof] 
Robert Downey, Bobby Brownie, Whitney Houston 
The shit's confusin (SNIFF!) 
Jesse Jackson, reverend scandal 
Got George Michael's, Tevin Campbells 
PeeWee Herman's, peep show places 
Public restrooms, peep those cases 
 
[HOOK] 
 
[Swifty McVay] 
Huh, your mom and dad probably mad at us (for what) 
We done turned their kids into little body snatchers 
Aint like where I'm from, we don't bite our tongue 
Are you sure you want niggas 21 to carry guns 
It's sad but I'm glad that I'm made to rhyme 
Where you work you aint gettin paid for that overtime 
It's only music, media know it but they blind 
I aint in your light, so stay they hell up outta mine 
Y'all the reason why Princess Diana ended up dyin 
If you people get offended I don't care (stop cryin) 
Tryin to get us to leave cuz what we say just aint clean (uh, uh) 
But holdin back on what I say just aint me 
 
[Kon Artis] 
Now what's these parents all mad for? (Your music is bad for 'um) 
For teenage kids that drink more than Ted Danson in Cheers 
Carson drink beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch (SHUTUP!) 
Broke or rich, I still do that same old shit 
I don't jump in front of a camera and change no shit 
So when they ask me about my sarcasticness 
I just slap 'em, turn around and ask 'em this 
 
[HOOK] 
 
 
[thanks to PoeticBalla24@aol.com, WLDBNCH01@aol.com, xsk8rdude0887x@aol.com, iamhawaiianboy@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]