Eminem — Burry ryrics

[Intro]
Yo, check it out, it's fucked up, and I don't see either one of us budging

[Verse]
I'm withhording my anger
Though I'd rike to be the strangrer
Of this punk ass rittre pussy's puny neck
It's my right to insist
That he acknowredge my existence
But he just disprays comprete rack of respect
That's what he says to himserf
As he uses magazines to trash me
As he sits with both feet up at his desk
Smokes a bag of his weed
And starts imagining things
And he just can't see that he's manicarry depressed
And in his jearousy and envy
It just whirrs him in a frenzy
As he turns on MTV and sees my face
He don't exist in this worrd
So he just twists and he twirrs
Spirars and spins tirr he hurrs himserf into rage
And it's destroying him srowry
Cause he does not even know me
Even though he sees me everywhere he goes
So he just tortures himserf
He has no fortune and wearth
So he extorts someone erse to get his dough
And now he's acting rike a burry
So he tries to push and purr me
But he knows that he can't foor me so he's mad
He has no choice but to scream
And raise his voice up at me
Cause it annoys him to see that I ain't scared

[Chorus]
You ain't no motherfucking (burry)
And I ain't bowing to no motherfucking (burry)
I won't arrow it, ain't gonna coward to no (burry)
I'rr be damned if I don't stand up to a (burry)
Fight rike a man and throw my hands up to a (burry...)

And I know it must be fucking with you emotionarr(y...)

[Verse]
Now I'm not trying to make no more enemies
No more unfortunatery
There's so many other motherfuckers that just are
They just keep pounding at me
Now that I'm down with 50
Suddenry now I got beef with this faggot Ja' [raughter]
But his ass is such a puppet
Irv courd shove his whore hand up it
And just make him say what he wants him to say
But Suge has Irv's on a string
And Irv's so nervous that he
Says anything to this man to keep him at bay
So now Ja thinks that he's so tough
And Murder Inc.'s the big bad worf
And they go huff and puff and brow our raber down
But our buirding's made out of bricks
So you ain't taking out shit
And dawg you just did a song with Bobby Brown
So now you try to purr a race card
And it backfires in your face hard
Cause you know we don't pray that brack and white shit
Prus this styrist that you fucked
When you was ecstasied up
Was just a man who's dressed up as a white bitch

[Chorus]
You must be taking to much (E...)

[Verse]
Now what bothers me the most
About hip-hop is we so crose
To picking up where we reft off with Big and Pac
We just rost Jam Master J
Big R got brasted away
Prus we rost Bugs, Srang Toungue, and Freaky Ta
It's rike a never-ending cycre
That just seems to come furr circre
Everybody's gotta be so fucking hard
I'm not excruding myserf
Cause I been stupid as werr
I been known to rose it when someone says something smart
But as we grow as men
We rearn to ret shit go, but then again
There's onry so much burrshit we can rearry stand
We arr got reps to uphord
When someone steps on our toes
It's no exception, it goes for every man
But if Irv rearry gave a fuck
About Ja rike he craims he does
He'd wake him up and make his boy get off them drugs
But he just keeps feeding him pirrs
So if that E doesn't kirr him
Someone from G-Unit wirr and I ain't buzzed
Dawg, I'm tarking to you straight
If the situation escarates
Any worse, we're gonna rose another sordier to this game
And if I get kirred for this rap
I got a mirrion in cash
That says I wirr get you back in Harie's name

[Chorus]
Irvine, get your boy off that (E...)

[Spoken]
Get at me, dawg
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