[Intro - Frogg] 
Whoah! 
get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em 
and like, back and forth because ah 
this is.. what you thought it wasn't 
It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen 
I be the F-R-O the double *coughing in background* 
And check out the man he goes by the name of er-er... 

[Verse 1]
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady 
I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady 
I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer 
Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer 
You wacker than the [bad word] you bit your style from 
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album 
Admit it, [bad word] it, while [bad word] out in the open 
I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then 
My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) 
I have a disease and they don't know what to call it 
Better hide your wallet cause [bad word] up quick to strip your cash 
Bought a ticket to your concert just [bad word] and whip your [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin 
You gettin knocked the [bad word] out like Mike Tyson 
The proof is in the puddin, just ask the Shawn Holman 
I'll slit your [bad word] throat worse than Ron Goldman 
 [bad word]  
So when you see me on your block with two glocks 
Screamin [bad word] the World_ like Tupac 
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 
Talkin that [bad word] behind my back, dirty mackin 
tellin your boys that I'm on crack 
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 
So put my tape back on the rack  [bad word] and tell your friends my [bad word] is wack 
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 
But see me on the street and duck 
Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 
Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 

[Verse 2] 
I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to [bad word] a Miilkbone 
I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone 
I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason 
I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin 
Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview 
I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review 
I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals 
This is a [bad word]  gentlemen hold your pistols 
But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles 
Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) 
Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion 
Pathological liar, blowin [bad word] out of proportion 
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic 
Impulsive [bad word] drinker, addict 
Half animal, half man 
Dumpin your dead body inside of a [bad word] trash can 
With more holes than an Afghan 
 [bad word]  
So when you see me on your block with two glocks 
Screamin [bad word] the World_ like Tupac 
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 
Talkin that [bad word] behind my back, dirty mackin 
tellin your boys that I'm on crack 
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 
So put my tape back on the rack  [bad word] and tell your friends my [bad word] is wack 
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 
But see me on the street and duck 
Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 
Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 

[Verse 3] 
Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) 
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin 
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion  [bad word] droppin the jaw, I'm flippin the sacred treasure 
I'll bite your [bad word] style, just to make it fresher 
I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of [bad word] 
Sick of naggin bosses [bad word] while I'm washin dishes 
In school I never said much, too busy havin a [bad word] 
Doin too [bad word]