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The Real Slim Shady (In The Style of Eminem)
May I have your attention, please May I have your attention, please Will the real Slim Shady, please stand up
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady, please stand up We're gonna have a problem here Ya'll act like you never seen, a white person before Jaws all on the floor, like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door And started whoopin' her ass, worse than before They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (Ahh) It's the return of the, oh wait, no way, you're kidding He didn't just say, what I think he did, did he And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (Haha) Feminist women love Eminem Chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you know what Flippin' to you know who, yeah but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse, than what's goin' on in your parents bedrooms (Eh-eh-eh) Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green, to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips And if I'm lucky you might, just give it a little kiss And that's the message, that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know, what a woman's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade, they got the Discovery Channel don't they We ain't nothin' but mammals, well some of us are cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man, and another man can't elope (Eww)
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the and it goes I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating
So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up don't gotta cuss in his raps, to sell records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird Why, so you guys can just lie to get me here So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear 'em argue over, who she gave head to first Little bitch put me on blast, on MTV Yeah he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hehe
I should download her audio, on MP3 And show the whole world, how you gave Eminem VD (Ahh) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
So I have been sent here, to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk talk and act like me And just might be, the next best thing, but not quite me 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up I'm like a head trip to listen to, 'cause I'm only givin' you Things you joke about with your friends, inside your livin' room The only difference is I got the balls to say it, in front of ya'll
And I don't gotta be false, or sugar-coat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it, [(Rip)]I just shit it Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder how can kids, eat up these albums like Valiums it's funny 'Cause at the rate I'm goin', when I'm thirty I'll be the only person, in the nursin' home flirting
Pinchin' nurses asses, while I'm jackin' off with Jergens
And I'm jerkin', but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin' In every single person there's a Slim Shady lurkin'
Who could be workin' at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parkin' lot circling, screamin' I don't give a fuck
With his windows down, and his system up
So will the real Shady, please stand up And put one of those fingers, on each hand up And be proud to be outta your mind, and outta control
And one more time loud as you can, how's it go? I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating So won't the real Shady, please stand up Please stand up, please stand up Haha, guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up
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