I’m out of my head, bitch, I’m outta my mind
From the bottom I climb, you ain’t hotter than mine
Nope, not on my time, and I’m not even tryin'
What's poppin', slime? Nothin', five
Diamonds are the wife of life
All three Rollies look alike
After two you get a hook-up price
Stripper never worked a nine-to-five
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Play no games like the NBA
Throwin' checks like the NBA
You a ring, you a ring
We shootin' shots like the NRA
Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies
When you make it to the top, it's the amenities
Packin' out Toyota like I'm in the league
And it ain't a mosh pit if ain't no injuries
I got 'em stage divin' out the nosebleeds
And she hit that booger sugar 'til her nose bleed
I was hot as hell out in the heat
Then a storm came in and saved my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
I sip from the Fountain of Youth
So if I die young, blame the juice
Bury me in New Orleans
Tombstone reads: 'Don’t cry, stay tuned.'
Bring me back to life
Got to lose a life just to have a life
But if heaven’s as good as advertised
I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife
Rest in paradise
I am not number one, it's true
I'm number 9-27-82
Color blind even if I may be blue
A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food
Every day she wake up with a different color makeup
And he promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall
Chillin' with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter
Four minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball
Mona Lisa, long hair, don't care
She handle the business and don't ever tell
She bite the bullet and cough up the shells
She tell 'em, 'Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place!'
And if he say yeah, then we meet him there
She feed him lies with his silverware
She don't want love, she just want her share
All alone, call my phone, make me feel right
Girl you know when you call, make me feel right
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Baseball bat to his Yankee hat
Make a lil' nigga face out my Gat
Pop that shit, he acrobat
Leave a nigga flat on the playground mat
Call 911, bet he can't come back
Always lived my life alone
Been searching for a place called home
I know that I've been cold as ice
Ignored the dreams, too many lies
Somewhere deep inside, Somewhere deep inside me
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late
Rain keeps falling, tears keep falling
Rain keeps falling, tears keep falling
Darling, your love is like walking a bed of nails
And I just can't keep on fighting
Gettin' to the cake now
All the hate don't faze me
All the money that I make now
I'll never let it change me
I don't feel much pain
Got a knife in my back, and a bullet in my brain
I’m clinically insane
Walkin' home alone, I see faces in the rain
Help me find a way to pass the time
Everybody tellin' me life's short, but I wanna die
Help me find a way to make you mine
Everybody tellin' me not to, but I'm gonna try
Now I'm gettin' high again, tonight
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Spanish bitches' butt naked and they twerkin' on the stove
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can't fold
Start the day off with a pint
I'ma show you how to live life
Take a lot of drugs, don't think twice
I do this every day and all night
Why the fuck should I apologize?
Country's orderless, it's a lie
By these fuckin' government scumbag dicksuckers with ties
Wanna fight for my future, it's right in my hands
And the future of many youth if I play my cards can advance
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Hush little angel, don't say a word
Bottle full of pills, passed out on the curb
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go
You decide if you're ever gonna let me know
Sorry girl but you missed out
Well tough luck that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see
See the man that boy could be
There is more that meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside
You won't ever stop this
The chase is better than the catch
I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth
Need to get the cock up out it
Before we can even talk about it
I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings
Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think
That you're Marshall Mathers
Don't mean you are, and you're not about it
So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my daughter out it
You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay
Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow
Kelly, they'll be putting your name
Next to Ja, next to Benzino - die, motherfucker
Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailie in vain
Alien brain, you Satanist
My biggest flops are your greatest hits
Younger me? No, you're the wack me, it's funny but so true
I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you
'Til I'm hitting old age
Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage
From the H to the P
On the mic you will see
The people's champ, that's me
I got a couple of mansions
Still I don't have any manners
You got a couple of ghost writers
But to these kids it don't actually matter
I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules
Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose
I been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full
I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me
Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules
I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose
Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food
Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you
I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel
So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fucking deal
Haven't picked a major label, think I'm blackballed
I still don't got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls
Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice?
I put this music against my life, I think I fear the choice
Yeah, I been reading them signs
I been losin' my, I been losin' my, I been losin' my mind
Get the fuck out the way, must be this high to play
It must be nice up above the lights
How could I even look up to you? You ain't as tall as me
5'8' and I'm 6'4', seven punches hold your head still
Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a candy
I was named after a gangster
We know you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's spaghetti all over your sweater
I wish you would lose yourself on the records
That you made a decade ago, they were better
Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the scope
Don't have a heart attack now
Somebody help your mans up
Knees weak of old age, the real Slim Shady can't stand up
Now tell me, what do you stand for?
I know you can't stand yourself
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself
Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers
His fuckin' beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year
'I think my dad's gone crazy,' yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
I'm a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck
I like my dick sucked, I'll buy you a sick truck
I'll buy you some new tits, I'll get you that nip-tuck
How you start a family? The condom slipped up
And my niggas gettin' ignorant
Like a lighter, bitch, we ignant
All this water on my neck
Look like I fell when I went fishin'
Crucified by the public without the nails
Do or die in my city but clearly I never failed
Lost myself in the game when I found myself in a cell
Then I found myself in the fame when I lost myself in the pills
I am from the city of evil, came from the bottom
Standing on top of what was supposed to be my coffin, whats up?
Inception shows me as a dead man walkin', but reflections shows this kid's still got it
Let it be known I got the throne like I don't know that there's a king
I guess when you walk into BK you expect a Whopper
You can order a Quarter Pounder when you go to McDonald's
But if you're lookin' to get a porterhouse you better go get Revival
But y'all are actin' like I tried to serve you up a slider
My talent? Oh, bitch, I don't know who the fuck y’all are
To give a sub-par bar or even have an opinion of you
You mention me, millions of views, attention in news
I mention you, lose-lose for me, win-win for you
Billions of views, your ten cents are two
Let me explain just how to make greatness
Straight out the gate, I'm ’bout to break it down
Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no mistake, I'm 'bout
To rape the alphabet, I may raise some brows