Hailie: daddy what are you doing?
Halie and Eminem: Okay then! Eveybody listin' up!
Emine: I'm going togo to hell!Who's comin with me???!?
Hailie: Somebody please help him!(he he)I think my dad's gone crazy
Verse 1:
There's no mounain i can't climb,
there's no tower too high,
no plane i can't learn how to fly
What do i got to do to get through to you,
to show there ain't nothin' i can't i can't take this chainsaw to?
F**kin brains, brawn and brass balls, I cut 'em off,
and got 'em pickled and bronzwed in a glass jar inside of a hall
with my framed autographed sunglasses with Elton John's name
on my drag wall,
I'm out the closet,
I've been lyin' my a** off
All this time me and Dre been f*ckin' with hats off
(suck it, Marshall).
So tell Laura and her husband to back off
Before i push this muthaf*ckin' button and blast off
and launch one at these Russians and that's al
Blow every f**kin' thing except Afghanistan on the map off
When will it stop?
when will I knock the cap off?
Hailie, tell 'em baby, (my dad's lost it!!)
Chorus:
There's really nothin' else to say I.
I can't explain it
(I think my dad's gone crazy)
a little help for Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby
(I think my dad's gone crazy)
There's nothin' you could do or say that could
--ever change me
(I think my dad's gone crazy)
There's no one on the earth that can save me,
not even Hailie
(I think my dads gone crazy)
Verse 2:
It's lie my mother always told me,
rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana and codeine and
goddammit you little muthaf*cker
If you an't got nuthin' nice to say then don't say nuthin
..uh, f*ck that sh*t b*tch eat muthaf*chin' d***,
chew on a prick and lick
a million muthaf*ckin' cocks per second
I'd rather put my muthaf*ckin' gospel record
I'd rather be a p***y whipped b*tch
eat pussy, and have p***y lips glued to my face
with a clit ring in my nose then quit beingin' my flows
quit givin' me ammo
Can't you see why I'm so mean?
If y'll leave me alone this would be my M.O.
I wouldn't have to go, eenee, meenee, meini, mo
catch a homo by his toe, man I don't know no more
Am I the only f*ckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad
Chorus
Verse 3:
My song can make you cry, take you
--by surprise at the same time,
can make you dr your eyes with the same rhyme
see what you're seein' is a genius at work
which to me isn't work
so it's easy to misinterpret at first
cus when I speak, it's tongue-in-check,
I'd yank my f**k teeth before before I'd ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums,
get struck by f*uckin' lighting twice at once and die
and come back as Vinilla Ice's son
and walk around the rest of my life spit on,
and kicked and hit with sh*t everyime I sung
like R.Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind" come on
More pain inside my brain than the eyes of a little girl
inside of a plane aimed at the World Trade,
standin' on Ronnie's grave, scremin' at the sky
till the clouds gather, it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
and that's pretty much the gist of it
the parents are pissed but the kid love it
9 millimeter heater stashed in 2 seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither
Chorus
Hailie: Crazy……..Crazy…… ha ha ha you're -----funny daddy!
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