Low Down, Dirty (Май 1995) (исполнитель: Eminem)
Warning, this [bad word] s gon be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, [bad word] you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo "Murder Murder [bad word] Brain size of a bread [bad word] Which [bad word] will I end up dead from Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated "How in the [bad word] can Eminem and shady be related?" Illiterate, illigitimate [bad word] spitter [bad word] getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the [bad word] and did her Use to let the babysitter suck my [bad word] when I was little'er Smoke a blunt while I'm [bad word] [bad word] Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler Didn't Ya? Bring your [bad word] I wanna see if this [bad word] gon' fit in her [bad word] Eminem + (Redman Sample) - 2X] [E] I'm low down and I'm shiftee! "And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him and ask him where the [bad word] did he get his [bad word] raps from.." I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits, [bad word] Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'ma let your grandpa hit it Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it [bad word] it, maybe I'm a bum But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama [bad word] So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage Losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage Smoked out like Eckridge Band just making my neck itch What the [bad word] Gimme the tech [bad word] You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got [bad word] popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic violence Beat your [bad word] [bad word] while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking? If all your [bad word] s missing, than probably one of us broke in [bad word] My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling Lit it like Green Bay did when they [bad word] on New England I'm out the game, put the second string in This Brandy got my swinging Bobbing back and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?" "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it [bad word] but he needs to quit talking all that [bad word] [bad word] " It was predicted by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic Living off liquid Triametic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying, God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to ER ASAP for and IV [bad word] JLB, they don't support no hip hop They say that's where it ends, the closest they [bad word] is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal ball of tricks But those can kiss [bad word] and swallow [bad word] [bad word]