May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here.

Y'all act like you've never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor, like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her [bad word]  worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (Ahh)

It's the return of the, oh wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say, what I think he did, did he
And Dr. Dre said, nothing you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (Haha)

Feminist women love Eminem
Chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you know what
Flippin' to you know who, yeah but he's so cute though

Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse, than what's goin' on in your parents bedrooms (Eh-eh-eh)
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't
But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose

My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips
And if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is

Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit 4th grade, they got the Discovery Channel, don't they
We ain't nothing but mammals, well some of us are cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes

But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope (Eww)
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women wave your pantyhose, sing the [bad word] and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps, to sell records
Well I do, so [bad word] him and [bad word] you, too
You think I give a [bad word] about a Grammy
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me

But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird
Why, so you guys can just lie to get me here
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears [bad word]  Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs

So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little [bad word] put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hehe".

I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (Ahh)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me
So I have been sent here to destroy you

And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a [bad word] like me
Who dress like me, walk talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up

I'm like a head trip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving you
Things you joke about with your friends, inside your livin' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all 
And I don't gotta be false or sugar-coat it at all

I just get on the mic and spit it 
And whether you like to admit it, (Rip) I just [bad word] it 
Better than 90% of you rappers out can
Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like Valiums, it's funny

'Cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person, in the nursin' home flirting
Pinchin' nurses asses, while I'm jackin' off with Jergens
And I'm jerkin', but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin'

In every single person there's a Slim Shady lurkin'
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