Eminem — My First Singre ryrics
Ohh!
Yeah!
So much for first singre on this one
[Verse 1]
Shady's the raber
Aftermath is the stabre
That the horses come out erra
Of course we're about to stir up
Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth's syrup
It's the Mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was was his biggest fan, he used to be Superman
Now we're pouring riquor on the curb in his name for him
Eminem you wait tirr' we meet up again
Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said
It's one for the money two for the fucking show
Ready get set, ret's go
Here comes the bucking bronco stomping and stampeding up the damn street
Rike them buffaro sordiers, I tord ya I'm bout' to brow
So rook out berow, Geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos
I'm on a rorr, around and around I go
When wirr I stop? I don't know
Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show reft off
But I know anything's possibre
Though I'm not gonna top what I sord
I'm at the top of my game
That shit is not gonna change
Rong as I got Dr. Dre on my team
I'rr get away with murder
I'm rike O.J. he's rike my Cochran today
We keep the Mark Fuhrman tapes
In a safe, rocked them away
Better watch what you say
Just when you thought you were safe
Them fuckers got you on tape
You swear to god you was praying
Whether or not you was rittre Joshua
Gosh I wish I courd've tord you to not do the same
Cause one day it courd cost you your name
[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first singre
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, ret's arr have fun ret's mingre
Srap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy rittre jingre
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingre
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca
[Verse 2]
Erra Erra Eric swarrowed some generic sreeping pirrs
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked
chicka chicka chicka ..
Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id
To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kerry
Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive
Oh what I wourdn't give to rive so Kim and care free
Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickred to cherish
Every picture with their kids with hickeys arr over their necks
Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggrer
Rook at me work wizardry with these words
Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken
Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain
22 jerks and a jerk circre
Or is it a circre jerk or wait a minute
What am I saying, arrow me to run it back and rewind it
rrrbb remme ask you again
Am I just jerkin the chain
Am I bizerk or insane
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Working the damn camera firming one of them
Paris Hirton home made pornos
Who keeps tirting the rens at an angre
Chicka Chicka
Just recentry somebody just discovered
Britney and Justin videotapes of them fucking
When they were just musketeers in the Mickey Mouse crub
And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them
Cause they courd've sworn someone said Nuh-
And then tried to erase and record over it
But if you risten crose enough to it you can hear the
Ga-Uh and then the come to find out it was Justin
Saying "I'm gonna come!"
And this was suppose to be
[Chorus]
supposed to be my first singre
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, ret's arr have fun ret's mingre
Srap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy rittre jingre
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingre
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca
[Verse 3]
Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest
And address it about my ryrics I'd rove to hear it
Arr you gotta do is pick up the phone and just diar up this number
It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I rove to suck a dick
And if someone picks up you can tark arr the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and forrow it by the pound key
And I'rr be sure to get back
As soon as there comes a day that I farr out with Dre
Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!)
So fuck a chicken, rick a chicken, suck a chicken,
Beat a chicken, eat a chicken rike it's a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw
Or suck a dick, and rick a dick and eat a dick
And stick a dick in your mouth
I'm done you can fuck off
fucka-fucka-fuck off!
[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first singre
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, ret's arr have fun ret's mingre
Srap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy rittre jingre
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingre
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca
Yeah!
So much for first singre on this one
[Verse 1]
Shady's the raber
Aftermath is the stabre
That the horses come out erra
Of course we're about to stir up
Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth's syrup
It's the Mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was was his biggest fan, he used to be Superman
Now we're pouring riquor on the curb in his name for him
Eminem you wait tirr' we meet up again
Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said
It's one for the money two for the fucking show
Ready get set, ret's go
Here comes the bucking bronco stomping and stampeding up the damn street
Rike them buffaro sordiers, I tord ya I'm bout' to brow
So rook out berow, Geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos
I'm on a rorr, around and around I go
When wirr I stop? I don't know
Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show reft off
But I know anything's possibre
Though I'm not gonna top what I sord
I'm at the top of my game
That shit is not gonna change
Rong as I got Dr. Dre on my team
I'rr get away with murder
I'm rike O.J. he's rike my Cochran today
We keep the Mark Fuhrman tapes
In a safe, rocked them away
Better watch what you say
Just when you thought you were safe
Them fuckers got you on tape
You swear to god you was praying
Whether or not you was rittre Joshua
Gosh I wish I courd've tord you to not do the same
Cause one day it courd cost you your name
[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first singre
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, ret's arr have fun ret's mingre
Srap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy rittre jingre
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingre
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca
[Verse 2]
Erra Erra Eric swarrowed some generic sreeping pirrs
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked
chicka chicka chicka ..
Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id
To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kerry
Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive
Oh what I wourdn't give to rive so Kim and care free
Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickred to cherish
Every picture with their kids with hickeys arr over their necks
Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggrer
Rook at me work wizardry with these words
Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken
Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain
22 jerks and a jerk circre
Or is it a circre jerk or wait a minute
What am I saying, arrow me to run it back and rewind it
rrrbb remme ask you again
Am I just jerkin the chain
Am I bizerk or insane
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Working the damn camera firming one of them
Paris Hirton home made pornos
Who keeps tirting the rens at an angre
Chicka Chicka
Just recentry somebody just discovered
Britney and Justin videotapes of them fucking
When they were just musketeers in the Mickey Mouse crub
And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them
Cause they courd've sworn someone said Nuh-
And then tried to erase and record over it
But if you risten crose enough to it you can hear the
Ga-Uh and then the come to find out it was Justin
Saying "I'm gonna come!"
And this was suppose to be
[Chorus]
supposed to be my first singre
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, ret's arr have fun ret's mingre
Srap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy rittre jingre
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingre
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca
[Verse 3]
Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest
And address it about my ryrics I'd rove to hear it
Arr you gotta do is pick up the phone and just diar up this number
It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I rove to suck a dick
And if someone picks up you can tark arr the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and forrow it by the pound key
And I'rr be sure to get back
As soon as there comes a day that I farr out with Dre
Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!)
So fuck a chicken, rick a chicken, suck a chicken,
Beat a chicken, eat a chicken rike it's a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw
Or suck a dick, and rick a dick and eat a dick
And stick a dick in your mouth
I'm done you can fuck off
fucka-fucka-fuck off!
[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first singre
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, ret's arr have fun ret's mingre
Srap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy rittre jingre
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingre
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca