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KenSaroWiwa:
Newbie who registered his account on 7th of november,

kid, i've been on nairaland way before your mum got râped by your best friends

I know your motives and intentions here on this forum and your sole priority here is to seek attention that is so far within you reach. You'll never get it

simpleton! you're the slowpoke craving for attention, stalking an innocent lady simply 'cause she never likes you!

you'll never get there but let me just tell you this critically, I'll advice you to back off and look for trouble elsewhere coz you'll end up commiting suicide if I show you the trouble yove been drooling to get.

are you scared? you should be! i've been torturing cretins like you ever since kensarowiwa was hanged.

I don't know you before and nobody knows you here so its better you just carry on with your miserable life . I can see you are a jobless and frustrated child so the last thing I'll do to attend to your case is to exchange words with you.

you're a rètard! if you were a pope, you would smoke in the mosque. this is what happens when a kid possesses nokia asha200 you just go on net & start typing what a 15year old shoudnt be caught typing. you wondering how i know you're 15? i have over 250 agents in Nigeria supplying informations on simpletons like you & i also know you live in a slum and your mum loves giving brain to those garage boys there

To avoid further embarrasment, its advisable you just backoff and don't make the mistake of quoting me to spew thrash. Be warned my son, the outcome won't be so nice. Ur already a gonner.

kensarowiwa, you shall die like KENSAROWIWA. Quote me again!!

Eminem"Cleanin Out My Closet"
Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones - there
you go
Yeah... yo, yo
Have you ever been hated or discriminated
against?
I have; I've been protested and
demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at
the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid
that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as
ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em
off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em
hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking
names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in
they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never
figure me out
Look at me now; I bet ya probably sick of
me now ain't you momma?
I'mma make you look so ridiculous now
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet
And I don't know if no one knows it
So before they thrown me inside my coffin
and close it
I'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
months
My gay father must have had his panties
up in a bunch
Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me
goodbye
No I don't. On second thought I just fucking
wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving
her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for Hailie's
sake
I maybe made some mistakes
But I'm only human, but I'm man enough to
face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the
bullets outta that gun
Cause I'da killed him; shit I would've shot
Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The
Eminem Show"
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
Now I would never diss my own momma
just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think
this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position; just try to
envision
Witnessing your momma popping
prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going
through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems,
victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was
sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you
sick to ya stomach
Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made
that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you
treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're getting older now
and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's
gonna know that you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now; you should
see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her - she won't even be
at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't
admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song - keep telling yourself
that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you
didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch; I hope you fucking burn in
hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said
you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead - dead to you as
can be!
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet

strongpènis vs bootybûttchic. Epic!

KenSaroWiwa:
Go tell ur parents that one. Illiterate.

you're a stupid undergraduate sonofawhore stalking a lady you have a crush on

you're mum was phucked on the highway, your dad shoulda wore durex..

Once again: may you die like KENSAROWIWA

@ op we know you're the bad brother ..

saladeen's advice: KILL YOURSELF!!!

enelma:
TWO HEARTBREAKS IN A YEAR. Well, that's what it really was, no kidding, I'm not gonna pretend its a story about someone in particular, cos its about me, yes MOI. It started without me ever wanting it. It started with Hauwa, I never really liked her but I jokingly told a course mate that she was an admirable girl and he went ahead to do all the work for me, she started coming closer and closer to me in class. At first I was cautious but later on I started liking her, when the likeness became stronger she told me that I should put my emotions in check that she can only be friends and nothing more. I was already in too deep to just be 'friends' I left her though, infact I avoided her totally. She again came and said I shouldn't avoid her like that I tried once more again to see if I could make progress with her but she started insinuating again and saying hurtful things, when I try to complain she said I'm not her boyfriend. She said her boyfriend was in final year same faculty. Sometimes she even said she slept in her BF's friends place just to hurt me, saying she likes the way I get angry. I finally left her.
I used the pain of her rejection to make the best result in the department thanks to God.

I got over her finally but barely 3 months again Sandra my course rep came on the line. I swear I was on my own this time minding my own business. Inshort I started developing a phobia for girls. She came with an idea of wanting to be study mates with me. I said okay, later on due to the closeness I started developing feelings for her and I told her I wanted to date her, she also said 'friends only' too like Hauwa, I tried unsuccessfully to make her understand that in the long run friendship would be lost. She was too hardhearted, I told her that since I can't see her in the light in which she sees me I can't go on with the study arrangement as it would affect me a lot. I wanted to end it at the onset when it hadn't gotten strong but she pleaded that I shouldn't go. I agreed and tried to stay because deep down I believed that she really likes me a lot but something was holding her back. Each time I ask she declined and I told her let's end it, I even agreed to get her another study partner but she refused, later on we kept on like that. Along the line we started doing things friends shouldn't do but we never took off our clothes though, I was begining to think we were cool. We even managed to write our exams, I tried my best to teach her in her weak subjects I wanted her to succeed so much because at that point I was soo into her and my goal was for her to be happy. During the holidays I started having feelings that since she didn't commit to anything she might feel free to leave. Then I joked with her last night about greeting my 'mum-in-law'-her mum, she then dropped the bombshell this time saying her parents wouldn't want her to date or marry a muslim but we can be friends yet again. I was already too hurt to argue so I told her to do me the favour of ending everytin before we resume, she still insisted on friendship, I told her I'm not her enemy neither am I her friend anymore. She said all manner of things but at this point I was too hurt to care. To cut it all short, I believe it has ended, and if u get to read up to this point pls try to understand that all I ever wanted was to be loved at least once in my life since I've never been, but I guess love is not for everyone. I know I may sound pathetic to some people but the truth is some men really have a tender heart, I'm not afraid of loving again never, but incase someone out there shares my pain... Well I dunno. Good nite

story for thor

missdebs:
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you're pretty

CoolHunk:
Please tell us you don't think like this in real-life.

hahaha wicked
i think he's talking about osama but if na obama he dey talk.. Then he's dumb

No be their fault...
obama perfectly rhymes with osama.. Hehe

she looks like a queen? i'll take that as an hyperbole

this trend is useless... Where is the proof she said that? Provide a link!!!

that prekky guy dey inspire me..
See punchline

...knifing em so bad. . .they havin 'a
separate class of bowel movements' like
Breakfast in boarding schools/

"Stan"
(feat. Dido)
[Chorus: Dido]
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..
[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over
raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right
after "thunder" noise]
[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't
calling
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone
at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must
not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post
office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy
when I jot 'em
but anyways; Bleep it, what's been up? Man
how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be
a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call
her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm
sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch
who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but
I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you
did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your
pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that
shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me
back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
[Chorus: Dido]
[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I
hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's bleeped UP you
don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an
autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six
years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his
fucking idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes
you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like
being lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you
said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just like you
in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and
beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and
put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit
helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across
the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how
much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a
sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect
you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you
24/7
But she don't know you like I know you
Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people
like us growing up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan
you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too
[Chorus: Dido]
[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-
My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your
ass
It's been six months and still no word - I
don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I
hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on
the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare
me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air
of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other
guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a
show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued
me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers
now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures
off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together,
think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep
and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep
and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and
you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm
trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in
the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up,
see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more,
and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send
this shit out?
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
.. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash]
[Chorus: Dido]
[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I
just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now,
how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your
daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I
musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to
diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like
to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clowning dogg,
c'mon - how bleeped up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need
some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls
when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to
meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need
each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope
it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll
be doing just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand,
that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple
weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car
over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she
was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they
didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it, his name was.. it was
you
Damn!

UP GUNNERS

Tushkid74:
I C/O Saladeentz 24lines.

nucca i stopped rhyming 2years back.. no be you go force me

i was only teasing you

haha are you daft? Is that a dress? Nairaland Nawa oo

ELYMAXiimus:
I can't find the chat room

hehe elymax? You be generator?

obainojazz:
hahaha...I can't fit laugh
u be newbee for nairaland u never know
dop€ is changed to drugs

oh! It's censored

wtf

dope not dope

captainflash:
diss to Bis
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This Kid Cant EveN Stack UP/ He's Looking To get Smash Up/ Lyrically Hack Up/ his fAce all Jacked Up/ but noT Enough with the obvious To baCK up/ You couldnt get into the ring....with sTREetwize cus u cant BOX/ his hopLEss fate drove the Mexican Coup/ when streETwize blast through his balls lIke FIFa cUP/ with yOur handS HanDCOP/ and your fAce sLAP OFf/ with 5-0 kiss on ur m0utH Like vIVICA FoX/ i'll Make your plain cRAsh uP/ your legs CUt ofF/ throw u over the cliff... cus u the leader of The Fagot/ your wordies aint hurting...they're aLL Bleep Up/ his face all TuRN oFF/ streetwise beating was on repeat...and bis is SHOwn ofF/... SHup UP/ your lyrics are Bleep Up/ ur lines?? ........all TRash ofF/
streetwize came to ur crip and whipe u out with his steel...aND yoU"R GOne ofF/
...,.....streetwise is MAKING HISTORY/
BIS IS FUCCKING MISERY/ HE SLAUGHTERED READILY/
AND SOUGHT A REMEDY/
[/b]LIKE JOHN CENA TO MR KENEDY[/b]
and bis is shiting bricks/cus he avoided caution...and took the risk/streetwise landing was powerfull on fist/that landed on bis/and the crowd dismissed/
.,....been long i diss ibime/so i planted a few beans seed/so he could mess up. . .and streewise g0na smash on him again and again...!!!











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wack

Ibime:
Yall niggas got a lot to learn/ If 9 to 5 dont pay. . . I'm not concerned/
I get that work on the street. . .long as fiends need rocks to burn/
Pistol Pete/ I roll with Lost Boyz. . . like Mr Cheeks/
the last nigga that kissed his teeth/ got whipped and beat/
So don't be quick to beef/
or one punch convulse you instantly/ and leave you shaking like niggas with muscular dystrophy/
Appetite of a black bear/ We don't act fair. . .plus we lack fear/
I could pitch on any corner. . . cos the goons got my back there/
All my 'man united'. . . so don't attack here/
cos if I ain't got the burner on me. . . then my 'paddy' got the 'mack near'!/
I carry arms. . . not to give to the poor/ I'm talking pistols for war/
I sever veins/ let metal blades/ stick through your jaw/
And niggas know my ninjitsu is raw/
Had beef with a Chinaman. . . before they 'found Asian'. . . they had to 'dig through the floor'!/
I protect my block/ with the Heckler Koch/
Beat you out of coma. . . then beat you back. . .into epileptic shock/
Coogar made his first mill at 21?. . . y'all connect the dots/
If he talking Naira. . . then since the age of seventeen. . .I've been getting gwap!/
What you know about surveyacing and dissecting plots?/
Paying 3% on stamp duty . . . to collect your block/
A hook to a clown jaw/ will prove I'm good with the Southpaw/
Pull guns on Iam. . . and 'shoot Aro'. . . like 'Robin Hood' and his outlaws/
Y'all hardly bling/ if I raise the roof. . . it ain't a party thing/
I seen more chicks töpless than the Swazi King/
Profound sire/ My rounds fire/ to rout liars/
Yall best keep it rolling like round tires/
before I beat these animal skin all over the town. . . like a town crier/


Sneeze. . .

drugs

JigsawKillah:
My writtens are flames, my pen dragon/ I'm a king, I flow and hos came-alot/ blows came in hot/ my pentagon/ flows, comes in five sides, tho hos say its not/ but still beg me to tear ffr with those flaming drops/

My goons are bigshow sized, i hand guns to punks that never run/ artillery that could wipe of a city, guns of navarone/

A Hitler, no I'm harsher, I use bow and arrows/ to destroy bones and marrows/ my flows are shallow/ But deeper than Teddy's pûss/ spitting that heavy juice/ for Kr0ne to swallow/

Im a Vietnam Vet, these hos can't stand a hood fight/ I'm ruthless, I'll come in with Motor saw and attack the wood site/

I get virgins fûcked with a coke/ bottle, destined to kill bîtches, in the Kings tourney, Elymaxiimus head will hung in a rope/

nice flow

Tushkid74:
Playing around with these bars and letters/
the flow a cask of ether/
These quarries ain' seen d hannibal in me,my skin mask a Lecter/
jungle justice,i mai suya the way i spit- roast the back of niggers/
turn fabrics into soot,guess that mark and spencer/
whip violin strings to whack a geezer/
so much violence,lets talk ladies/
need a bevy of jezebels,w/ em butt heavy/
am hugh hefner,errol flynn maybe/
they'll fellate out the monster inside of my head while am bumping slim shady/
my BBC broadcasts love with ery inch grating/
been neck deep into sin lately/
eating out geishas on a ferry in tokyo,the uninitiated be thinkin its sardine/
bars of boredom,am jxt saying/

lame

"Bad Guy"
[Verse 1 — Eminem:]
It’s like I'm in this dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it
won’t work
All it takes is one song on the radio you’re
right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you
fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burnt, spent a lot of time
trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for closure
Don’t suppose an explanation I’m owed for
The way that you turned your back on me
Just when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was over
You could just close the chapter
And go about your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
fine
Well, I’ve never recovered but tonight I
betcha that whatcha
'bout to go through’s tougher than anything
I ever have suffered
Can’t think of a better way to define poetic
justice
Can I hold grudges, mind saying: "let it go,
Bleep this"
Heart's saying: "I will once I bury this bitch
alive
Hide the shovel and then drive off in the
sunset"
[Hook — Sarah Jaffe:]
I flee the scene like it was my last ride
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy
[Verse 2 — Eminem:]
And to think I used to think you was the
shit, bitch
To think it was you at one time I
worshipped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep
getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get the
sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you
sew (sic), knit wit
Thought some time had past and I'd forget
it, forget it!
You left our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend
he never existed
May be gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think cause he's been out the
picture so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't
coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, same shit you
did to me, cold
Have you any idea the shit that I've gone
through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pent-up
resentment I hold on to
Not once you call to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't respond to 'em
Bleep it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to talk to than you?
The cause of my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it
out on you
Poof, then I'm gone, voosh
And...
[Hook]
[Verse 3 — Eminem:]
I've been driving around your side of this
town
Like 9 frickin' hours and 45 minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in
your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of
my life
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is fulla'
saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side
of your house
See, it's sad it came to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make this
appointment to come and see ya
But I ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need
your apology
Or your friendship or sympathy, it's revenge
that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your
bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential–I peeked
Continue to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to
crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be
that easy to do this
You don't plan for intruders beforehand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, dag almost hack-up a
lung
Like you picked an axe up and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back
of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular,
huh?
Now who's a gay, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have
that shit back 'cause they suck
It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it we're in a car right now
Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people
that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get people to buy
Well how's this for publicity stunt? This
should be fun
Last album now cause after this you'll be
officially done
Eminem killed by M and M
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my
brother, but Bleep it
Since you're in love with your city so much
I figured, what the Bleep the best place you
could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, time is quite near
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway
wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my driver's side mirror
(Oh God, police!! Ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
burial plot at least
New plan Stan
Slim, "chauvinist pig drove in this big,
Lincoln town car!"
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big
bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, hope
you can swim good!
Now say you hate homos again!
[Outro — Eminem:]
I also represent anyone on the receiving end
of those jokes you offend
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and
woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with each stroke
of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to show
for your sin
Nope, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that
you're hopelessly in
When they say all of this is approaching its
end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here
we go all over again
Back's to the wall, I’m stacking up all them
odds, toilet's clogged
Yeah ‘cause I’m talking a lotta shit but I’m
backing it all up
But in my head there’s a voice in the back
and it hollers
After the track is demolished
"I am your lack of a conscience"
I’m the ringing in your ears
I’m the polyps on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your concerts
I’m your time that’s almost up that you
haven’t acknowledged
Grab for some water but I’m that pill that’s
too jagged to swallow
I’m the bullies you hate that you became
With every gay you slaughtered
Coming back on you every woman you
insult, batter
but the double-standards you have when it
comes to your daughters
I represent everything you take for granted
‘Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper’s
persona’s half a façade and
Matthew and Stan just symbolic of you not
knowing what you had 'til it’s gone
‘Cause after all the glitz and the glam no
more fans that are calling your name
Cameras are off, sad but it happens to all of
them,
I'm the hindsight to say, “I told you so!”
Foreshadows of all the things that are to
follow
I'm the future that's here to show you what
happens tomorrow
If you don’t stop after they call you
Biggest laughing stock of rap who can’t call
it quits
When it’s time to walk away
I’m every guilt trip the baggage you have
But as you gather up all your possessions
If there's anything you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact then don't bother
So before you rest your case
Better make sure you're packing a wallop
So one last time, I’m back
Before it fades into black and it’s all over
Behold the final chapter in the saga
Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in
a bottle
Twice, the magic that started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist tortured
Trapped in his own drawings
Tap into thoughts
Blacker and darker than anything
imaginable
Here goes a wild stab in the dark
As we pick up where the last Mathers’ left
off

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