BK The Great
Veteran
the lyrics are just too much, how the fukk did Interscope approve this shyt being released? 
[Eminem]
Make my vocals sound sexy,
Come on man, come on man, okaaaay,
[Chorus]
It feels so wrong cos it feels so right,
but its all right, its ok with me,
ill do my steps all by myself,
I dont need nobody to play with me,
but if you just give me a chance,
i can put you in a trance the way I dance,
but dont nobody wanna play with me so Im
taking my ball and going home, hooome,
[Verse 1]
Im that guy man,
shove a diamond up my hind end,
and crush it with my butt muscles while I cut vocals,
slut poke holes in ya shirt, jump in mud puddles,
while I stomp mudholes in ya ass girl,
now lets cuddle,
blood curdling your gurgling on your blood,
what I do for my next trick,
Im feeling won-derful,
I think I might just do something a little less subtle,
shove a fukking tonka truck up a little kids butthole,
feel the wrath of a psychopath slash ambassador of the valentines day massacre slash assassin
i slash her in the ass with a icicle
and leave her laying a blood bath
while I put a catheter in
and jump in the bath with her,
in my spiderman mask man
just imagine the fun I can have with a strap on,
stick it up Kim Kardashians ass and make the bytch run a triathlon,
are those pistachios damn, Id like to have some,
laying on the patio man, rolling a fat one,
shady drop the magic marker, put the cap on,
God damn man are you that much of an a$$hole,
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Im like houdini,
tuck my teenyeenyweeny between each
one of my thighs and make it disappear like a genie,
make shyt disappear like tara reid in a bikini, believe me homie,
you dont know the meaning of a meanie,
they call me the fruit loop from jupiter,
Im trying to maneuver the hoover up in your poop shoot,
dont move or ya might get it stuck so fukking far in your uvula
you aint gonna know what he was tryna do to ya gluteus,
totally tubular sniffing glue through a tube in the studia
now who do ya think is more fruitier,
weener smoothered in peanut butter putting on a tube of ya eye shadow and man it look nice,
you should have seen it mother,
i think ill put a piece of art on my visa card,
then Ill go meet mischa barton with a Cuisinart
then mosy on over to Rosie oDonnells
with McDonalds jump on her lap and watch the Sopranos..
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Shady what are you doing chewing on a human,
grab an aluminum bat hit Heidi Klum in the back, boom
assuming the fact that dudes in the back room
using the bathroom vacuum and a rac00n,
skewing a rat or cat screwing a baboon,
you shouldnt ask what is he doing with that broom,
you should be glad he didnt leave you full of stab wounds,
you in a trance, im back doing my dance ooh,
but there afraid I might get Sarah Palin by the hair
and make her wear a bathing suit and take her para sailing
shady why you gotta pick on the lady for,
why you make her read 84 bed time stories to you in baby talk?
cos Im scared theres monsters under my bed,
Kelly Pickler hit my juice box under my bassinet,
no wonder my ass is wet my diaper needs to be changed,
you like graffiti dike, well I can pee pee and write your name,
[Eminem]
Make my vocals sound sexy,
Come on man, come on man, okaaaay,
[Chorus]
It feels so wrong cos it feels so right,
but its all right, its ok with me,
ill do my steps all by myself,
I dont need nobody to play with me,
but if you just give me a chance,
i can put you in a trance the way I dance,
but dont nobody wanna play with me so Im
taking my ball and going home, hooome,
[Verse 1]
Im that guy man,
shove a diamond up my hind end,
and crush it with my butt muscles while I cut vocals,
slut poke holes in ya shirt, jump in mud puddles,
while I stomp mudholes in ya ass girl,
now lets cuddle,
blood curdling your gurgling on your blood,
what I do for my next trick,
Im feeling won-derful,
I think I might just do something a little less subtle,
shove a fukking tonka truck up a little kids butthole,
feel the wrath of a psychopath slash ambassador of the valentines day massacre slash assassin
i slash her in the ass with a icicle
and leave her laying a blood bath
while I put a catheter in
and jump in the bath with her,
in my spiderman mask man
just imagine the fun I can have with a strap on,
stick it up Kim Kardashians ass and make the bytch run a triathlon,
are those pistachios damn, Id like to have some,
laying on the patio man, rolling a fat one,
shady drop the magic marker, put the cap on,
God damn man are you that much of an a$$hole,
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Im like houdini,
tuck my teenyeenyweeny between each
one of my thighs and make it disappear like a genie,
make shyt disappear like tara reid in a bikini, believe me homie,
you dont know the meaning of a meanie,
they call me the fruit loop from jupiter,
Im trying to maneuver the hoover up in your poop shoot,
dont move or ya might get it stuck so fukking far in your uvula
you aint gonna know what he was tryna do to ya gluteus,
totally tubular sniffing glue through a tube in the studia
now who do ya think is more fruitier,
weener smoothered in peanut butter putting on a tube of ya eye shadow and man it look nice,
you should have seen it mother,
i think ill put a piece of art on my visa card,
then Ill go meet mischa barton with a Cuisinart
then mosy on over to Rosie oDonnells
with McDonalds jump on her lap and watch the Sopranos..
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Shady what are you doing chewing on a human,
grab an aluminum bat hit Heidi Klum in the back, boom
assuming the fact that dudes in the back room
using the bathroom vacuum and a rac00n,
skewing a rat or cat screwing a baboon,
you shouldnt ask what is he doing with that broom,
you should be glad he didnt leave you full of stab wounds,
you in a trance, im back doing my dance ooh,
but there afraid I might get Sarah Palin by the hair
and make her wear a bathing suit and take her para sailing
shady why you gotta pick on the lady for,
why you make her read 84 bed time stories to you in baby talk?
cos Im scared theres monsters under my bed,
Kelly Pickler hit my juice box under my bassinet,
no wonder my ass is wet my diaper needs to be changed,
you like graffiti dike, well I can pee pee and write your name,
at how much of a pathetic, broke ass, p*ssy lacking, mothers basement dwelling, molly abusing, relative fukking, molly'd out mayonnaise mongrel you'd have to be to spend even a second of your life tryna dwindle the WOAT catalog down to the single most trailer park trash incest fantasy feeding, suburban cracker domestic violence encouraging, horrific audio abortion created by Feminem aka Remy Mayonnaise aka Saltine Doggy Dogg aka LL Cac J aka Trailer Park Thoughts aka Masta Albino aka Rass Kassper aka Bologna Rhymes aka Marshmellow Mathers aka Shim Shady aka K-Albino 
