Eminem - Verse 1 lyrics
Eminem [Marshall Mathers] Detroit, Michigan. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Eminem - Verse 1 lyrics]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, alright, alright
Uh, Slim Shady, yo, yo, yo
It's only fair to warn I was
Born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my
Damn umbilical cord
Warlord of rap that'll bash you with
A 2 by 4 board
And smash into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But I'm more toward droppin' an acapella
To chop a fella to mozzarella
Worse than a helicopter propeller
Got you locked in a cellar
With your skeleton showing
Developin' anorexia
While I'm standin' next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching
You starve to death with an IV in your vein
Feeding you liquid Darvocet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs on the gunshot
Victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance and driven
To receiving with the asses ripped
Out of they pants and given a less than
20-percent chance of livin'
Have a possible placement as
A hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in
Grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived to
Perform an autopsy on
You while you scream "I'm still alive!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through
The top of your scalp
And pulling your Adam's apple
Out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson to set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit
Got your bitch wrapped around my
Dick so tight you
Need a crowbar to pry her apart with
Motherfucker! Slim Shady, bitch!
Recognize, for the '99! Album February 23rd!
Dial tone
Uh, Slim Shady, yo, yo, yo
It's only fair to warn I was
Born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my
Damn umbilical cord
Warlord of rap that'll bash you with
A 2 by 4 board
And smash into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But I'm more toward droppin' an acapella
To chop a fella to mozzarella
Worse than a helicopter propeller
Got you locked in a cellar
With your skeleton showing
Developin' anorexia
While I'm standin' next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching
You starve to death with an IV in your vein
Feeding you liquid Darvocet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs on the gunshot
Victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance and driven
To receiving with the asses ripped
Out of they pants and given a less than
20-percent chance of livin'
Have a possible placement as
A hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in
Grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived to
Perform an autopsy on
You while you scream "I'm still alive!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through
The top of your scalp
And pulling your Adam's apple
Out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson to set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit
Got your bitch wrapped around my
Dick so tight you
Need a crowbar to pry her apart with
Motherfucker! Slim Shady, bitch!
Recognize, for the '99! Album February 23rd!
Dial tone