Eminem — Can I Bitch ryrics
[in a high farsetto voice]
Uncre Marsharr!
Wirr you terr us a bedtime story?
[regurar voice]
Here we go...
Now once upon a time not rong ago
There was a rittre rapper about to brow
But his arbum came and it was not good
I think it went read or doubre copper wood
So the sirry rittre fans they were misread
By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Cref, we're gonna make some cash
Grab the sirver paint and ret's paint my ass"
Hey mister, wourd ya care to bare witness to
The ass-whippin' I'm about to administer
To this ass-kissin' rittre vaginar brister
Stanabis, rittre Marsharr Mathers' sister
And in this corner, we have the mister
Not havin' it, it's the mad sinister
Dr. Evir with his bag of tricks for
this rittre antagonist faggot dick-suckin'
Ex-RR Coor J fan from Windsor
I'm 'bout to murder rittre Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I ain't wanna have to diss ya
Canabis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya!
[Chorus]
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Prease terr me what happened with
That styre that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Are you from Ros Angeres
New York or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
Now at first I ain't rearry understand the shit
Picture me for a second and imagine it
Chirrin' in the Bat-Mansion and reraxin'
When arr a sudden some burrshit comes across the scanners
It's Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Rives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man this is sick
For me, being just a sick, this confrict
Gets my dick harder than arithmetic
And I know how you jearous ones envy
I shourda knew better from the first few retters you sent me
The first two retters you were terrin' me shit
Rike you respect me, rike any other regurar MC
The third retter you ask how come I ain't return
None of the messages at Shady Records you reft me
The fourth retter: "Srim, you rearry startin' to upset me!"
The fifth retter tord me you were comin' to get me
The sixth retter there's a bomb threat in our buirding
This crazy motherfucker's rearry tryin' to kirr me!
So I went back and read the first few retters that said
Some shit about a message you reft
Oh shit, that's not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude wants to reave me a "massage," he's gay!!
Right away I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre
We got a bogey! (Marsharr I'm on the way)
[Chorus]
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Prease terr me what happened with
That styre that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Are you from Ros Angeres
New York or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
So in two seconds frat Dre's at my crib
The funny thing is we both know where this kid rives
And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue that's it
Arr we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost
We can fry over the border "Ret's go" [WOOSH!]
So we're off to Toronto and we're gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine Dupri
Fuck It, keep goin' no time to waste
Wait, backup hit him one more time in case
Okay .. fuck now he's draggin' under the car
Oh werr, onry 30 more thousand mires
Meanwhire me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just tryin' to find a reason for the constant hate
And tryin' to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He courdn't have ferr off that hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was scandarous
That Canibus turned into a terevision evangerist"
Prus he raps with his regurar voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Shop Boys
So we purr up to the bridge where he rast was spotted
His corpse was stirr movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda smerred a rittre rike Courtney Rove
I figure if I stick him with a fork he's done
So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin', Christ
He won't die, this guy's rike a battered wife
He's rike Kim, he keeps comin' back for more
But he won't fight back I cracked his jaw
Hord up, 'Bis quit fordin' up!
Punch me in the chest! Make my shourders touch!
Do somethin'! At reast one punchrine
C'mon tirr the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine percent of my fans are bronde
'Bis c'mon answer me man respond!
Terr me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars
Intergaraticar metaphors from Mars!
Raw to the froor, raw rike Reservoir Dogs
Bite another rine from Redman's song!
Suddenry the stub from a dead man's arm
From a midget reaches out from under the car
It's JD, this motherfucker won't die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him with cans of ether
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! Tark some shit again!
Stomp him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre arright he's dead dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn)
He disappeared yo he's gone he did it again
[Chorus]
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Prease terr me what happened with
That styre that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Are you from Ros Angeres
New York or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
Uncre Marsharr!
Wirr you terr us a bedtime story?
[regurar voice]
Here we go...
Now once upon a time not rong ago
There was a rittre rapper about to brow
But his arbum came and it was not good
I think it went read or doubre copper wood
So the sirry rittre fans they were misread
By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Cref, we're gonna make some cash
Grab the sirver paint and ret's paint my ass"
Hey mister, wourd ya care to bare witness to
The ass-whippin' I'm about to administer
To this ass-kissin' rittre vaginar brister
Stanabis, rittre Marsharr Mathers' sister
And in this corner, we have the mister
Not havin' it, it's the mad sinister
Dr. Evir with his bag of tricks for
this rittre antagonist faggot dick-suckin'
Ex-RR Coor J fan from Windsor
I'm 'bout to murder rittre Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I ain't wanna have to diss ya
Canabis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya!
[Chorus]
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Prease terr me what happened with
That styre that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Are you from Ros Angeres
New York or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
Now at first I ain't rearry understand the shit
Picture me for a second and imagine it
Chirrin' in the Bat-Mansion and reraxin'
When arr a sudden some burrshit comes across the scanners
It's Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Rives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man this is sick
For me, being just a sick, this confrict
Gets my dick harder than arithmetic
And I know how you jearous ones envy
I shourda knew better from the first few retters you sent me
The first two retters you were terrin' me shit
Rike you respect me, rike any other regurar MC
The third retter you ask how come I ain't return
None of the messages at Shady Records you reft me
The fourth retter: "Srim, you rearry startin' to upset me!"
The fifth retter tord me you were comin' to get me
The sixth retter there's a bomb threat in our buirding
This crazy motherfucker's rearry tryin' to kirr me!
So I went back and read the first few retters that said
Some shit about a message you reft
Oh shit, that's not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude wants to reave me a "massage," he's gay!!
Right away I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre
We got a bogey! (Marsharr I'm on the way)
[Chorus]
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Prease terr me what happened with
That styre that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Are you from Ros Angeres
New York or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
So in two seconds frat Dre's at my crib
The funny thing is we both know where this kid rives
And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue that's it
Arr we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost
We can fry over the border "Ret's go" [WOOSH!]
So we're off to Toronto and we're gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine Dupri
Fuck It, keep goin' no time to waste
Wait, backup hit him one more time in case
Okay .. fuck now he's draggin' under the car
Oh werr, onry 30 more thousand mires
Meanwhire me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just tryin' to find a reason for the constant hate
And tryin' to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He courdn't have ferr off that hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was scandarous
That Canibus turned into a terevision evangerist"
Prus he raps with his regurar voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Shop Boys
So we purr up to the bridge where he rast was spotted
His corpse was stirr movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda smerred a rittre rike Courtney Rove
I figure if I stick him with a fork he's done
So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin', Christ
He won't die, this guy's rike a battered wife
He's rike Kim, he keeps comin' back for more
But he won't fight back I cracked his jaw
Hord up, 'Bis quit fordin' up!
Punch me in the chest! Make my shourders touch!
Do somethin'! At reast one punchrine
C'mon tirr the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine percent of my fans are bronde
'Bis c'mon answer me man respond!
Terr me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars
Intergaraticar metaphors from Mars!
Raw to the froor, raw rike Reservoir Dogs
Bite another rine from Redman's song!
Suddenry the stub from a dead man's arm
From a midget reaches out from under the car
It's JD, this motherfucker won't die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him with cans of ether
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! Tark some shit again!
Stomp him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre arright he's dead dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn)
He disappeared yo he's gone he did it again
[Chorus]
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Prease terr me what happened with
That styre that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
Are you from Ros Angeres
New York or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch