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jxnahadam. - outcast lyrics

[verse 1: eminem]
slim shady, brain dead like jim brady
i’m an m-80, you little like that kim lady
i’m buzzin’, dirty dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
cursin’ at you playas worse than marty schottenheimer
you wacker than the motherf-cker you bit your style from
you ain’t gon’ sell two copies if you press a double album
admit it, f-ck it, while we coming out in the open
i’m doing acid, crack, smack, c0ke and smoking dope then
my name is marshall mathers, i’m an alcoholic (hi, marshall!)
i have a disease, and they don’t know what to call it
better hide your wallet
‘cause i’m coming up quick to strip your cash
bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your -ss
b-tch, i’m coming out swingin’, so fast it’ll make your eyes spin
you getting knocked the f-ck out like mike tyson
the proof is in the pudding, just ask deshaun holton
i’ll slit your motherf-cking throat worse than ron goldman

[hook: eminem]
so when you see me on your block with two glocks
screaming, “f-ck the world” like 2pac
i just don’t give a f-ck
talking that sh-t behind my back
dirty macking, telling your boys that i’m on crack
i just don’t give a f-ck
so put my tape back on the rack
go run and tell your friends my sh-t is wack
i just don’t give a f-ck
but see me on the street and duck
‘cause you gon’ get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
‘cause i just don’t give a f-ck

[verse 2: eminem]
i’m nicer than pete, but i’m on a search to crush a milkbone
i’m everlasting, i melt vanilla ice like silicone
i’m ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason
i’m colder than snow season when it’s 20 below freezin’
flavor with no seasonin’, this is the sneak preview
i’ll diss your magazine and still won’t get a weak review
i’ll make your freak leave you, smell the folgers crystals
this is lyrical combat, gentlemen; hold your pistols
but i form like voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles
slim shady; eminem was the old initials (bye bye!)
extortion, snortin’, supportin’ abortion
pathological liar, blowing sh-t out of proportion
the looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
half animal, half man
dumping your dead body inside of a f-cking trash can
with more holes than an afghan

[hook: eminem]
so when you see me on your block with two glocks
screaming “f-ck the world” like 2pac
i just don’t give a f-ck
talking that sh-t behind my back
-fades away-

- jxnahadam lyrics

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