(chorus) I dont wanna be like this I dun really wanna hurt-no-feelings but im only being real when I say nobody wants to hear there grandfather rap (nope) and old men have heart attacks and I dun wanna be responsible for that so put the mic down and walk away u can still have a little bit of dignity (verse 1) I would never claim to be no ray benzino , no an 83 year old, fake Paccino so how can he hold me over some bal-cony without blowing his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me please dont, youll probably fall with me and our asss will both be history but then again you finally get your wish cause youll be all over the street like 50 cent fucking punk, pussy, fuck you chump give me a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up tryin to jump the ruff ryders and they cut you up and you put jada on a track, thats how much you suck dick in the industry swear that you in the streets hustling you sit behind a fucking desk at the sewers butt kissing and begging muthafuckas for guest appearances and you cant even get the clearance cause real lyricists dont even respect you or take you serious is not that we dont like you... we hate you period! talk about a midlife crisis dam last week you was shakin Obie Trices hand now hes a busta? what the fucks with that get on a track dissin us, kissing 50s ass and askin me what I know about indictments, bite me! Bitch I got 2 cases and probation, Fight me! what do I know about standing in front of a judge ,like a man ready to take whatever sentence he ,has what you know about your wife slicin her wrists right in front of the only thing you have in this world a little girl and Ill put that on her when this is all ov-er I would never try to make her a star, and eat off her I dunno shit about no shopping rocks but what you know about hip-hop, shops, rocking spots well your the only white boy up in that bitch just ripping pressing up your own flyers, and your stickers , sticking and pitches up after spending 6 hours at kinkos makin copies of you covers of cassette singles to sell them out of the trunk of your tracer spending your whole pay check at this makers what you know about being bullied over half your life oh thats right, you should know what thats like, your half white vanilla ice full of beans and rice, imp eating you alive inside, Jesus Christ! If you that much of a gangsta put the mic down you should be out killing muthafuckas right now kill a muthafucka dead, kill him dead bitch shoot him in the fucking head, go ahead bitch slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her she cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you cause your broke as fuck, you suck your a fucking joke , if u was really selling cope well then what the fuck you stop for dummy! if u slew some crack youd make allot more money than you do from rap youll never have no security, youll never be famous youll never know what is like to be rich, lifes a bitch aunt it brainy, here let me break this shit down and lamest times for you just to make sure that you can understand this and cant understand using to many complicated fuckin words for you here then let me slow it down for you so that you can understand it slower let it go dog its over I dont wanna be like this I dun really wanna hurt-no-feelings but im only being real when I say nobody wants to hear there grandfather rap (uh uh) and old men have heart attacks and I dun wanna be responsible for that so put the mic down and walk away u can still have a little bit of dignity (eminem talking) haha, talkin about I have muthafuckas calling your crib Bitch, you aint even got a fucking crib You dont even got a fucking phone, you fucking punk threatenin to, shut me down at your little source magazine if I come back at you or attack you bitch, you attacked me first take it like a man and shut the fuck up fuck you little magazine to, I dont need your little fucking magazine I got double XLs number anyways, and yall cant stand it cause they gettin bigger than yall oh, and by the way how did I look at the VMAs when you was watchin me, from what ever TV you was watching me from in Boston, the meanstreet to Boston fucking sissy and you gotta stand up you mutha fucka suck my mutha fuckin Dick oh, and for those that dont know dont get it twisted the SOURCE has a white owner!
Artist: Eminem
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