Busa Rhyme
Verse 1:
(Eminem)
While I do pop pills
I keep my tube socks filled
Pop the same shit that got Tupac killed
Spit game to these hoes
Make a soap opera of an episode
Punch a bitch in the nose 'til the whole face explodes
There's three things I hage:
Girls, women, and bitches
Smack bitches that walk off and dropkick midgets
Call me boogie night
The stalker that walks awkward
Stick-figured
Wit a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
Comin' through the airport sluggish
Walking on crutches
Hit a fuckin' bitch in his motherfuckin' luggage
It's like a dream I can't snap out
I black out, I back out
Lookin' for something dark to beat the crap out
I'm bringing you rap singers two middle fingers
Flip you off in French
Then translate it into english
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet
Come back speaking so much Spanish,
Pun can't even understand it
Chorus 1:
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Verse 2:
(Eminem)
I had a huge attitude
Started off staticy
Mad at you
Had you mad at me automatically
I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity
Who had developed himself to start a Halloween following
It's so big
If I counted up all the freaks that follow me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osborne an apology
College girls
Living in alcoholics world
Full of Earl
Heads swirl every time the toilet swirls
Covered in throw-up
And I refuse to grow up
I won't budge
Still tell a grown-up to shut up
I made this rap game suspenseful
'Cause now I got an impulse to gain
An' insult you wit a pencil
They wasted paper on you choppin' down the oak wood
'Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
As long as I stay in the studio an' keep cuttin'
You motherfuckers are puttin' your words together for nothin'
Chorus 2:
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Won't you busa rhyme for me boy
Bridge:
Turn the music up
We gonna wake the neighbors
We gonna get high
We gonna roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady on some shit daily
What you want, what you got is hot
Turn the music up
We gonna wake the neighbors
We gonna get high
We gonna roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady on some shit daily
What you want, what you want, huh
Verse 3:
(Eminem)
I'm homicidal
An' suicidal with no friends
Holdin' a gun with no handle
Just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin' tec's at you
Until you see your fuckin' legs
With the bullet hole and the exit wounds settin' next to you
Fuckin' mad dog foaming at the mouth
Fuck mouth
My whole house is foamin' at the couch
Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a building
An' shot every window out on the way down to ground
Keep filming
Woke up to a hospital staff
Got up and laughed
Chopped them in half and suffocated the oxygen mask
Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East an' West beefin' again
Fly back to Detroit an' stand in the crossfire
(Missy)
Ya'll better call the police 'fo I kill this track
Don't shoot Missy
Get back, huh
I'ma put you all in a line, huh
An' I'ma watch you MC's die
Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her mind
I think somebody done pissed her off this time, huh
I'ma have to bust ya through ya chest
An', huh, you gon' have to clean up the mess
It's raining, raining an' it's pourin' loud
Never fear 'cause pissy Missy through the crowd
I can hear the gas go *chu-pow*
Who shoe me, damn it?
Bitch, get down
I don't walk when I talk
I never talk when I smile
Lay 'em on down
Like they lived underground
For the sounds that me and Timbaland, we found
Get your ass kicked later
Or get your ass kicked now