Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
 But it’s “f-ck the world”, get a child out her
 Yeah, my life a b-tch, but you know nothing bout her
 Been to [bad word] and back, I can show you vouchers
 I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
 Married to the game but she broke her vows
 That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
 And my night stands are full of open Bibles
 I think about more than I forget
 But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
 And these n-ggas know I lay them down, make their bed
 [bad word] try to kick me while I’m down, I’ll break your leg
 Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
 I’m sticking to the script, you n-ggas skipping scenes
 Be good or be good at it
 [bad word] right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
 Yeah, put a [bad word] in their mouth, so I guess it’s “f-ck what they say”
 I’m high as a [bad word]  up, up and away
 Man, [bad word] down in a couple of days
 OK, you want me up in the cage, then [bad word] out in beast mode
 I got this world stuck in the [bad word] is the G-code
 It’s Weezy motherf-cker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
 All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
 So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
 No love lost, no love found

[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]
 It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
 You kicked me when I was down
 F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
 That’s right [bad word]  and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
 [bad word] you get (no love)
 You show me nothing but hate
 You ran me into the ground
 But [bad word] around goes around
 I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
 You (don’t hurt me no more)
 That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
 You get (no love)
 [bad word] you get (no love)
 And I don’t need you
 Get em

[Verse 2 - Eminem]
 I’m alive again
 More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
 I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
 To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
 Sh-t’s finna get thick again
 They say [bad word] is stiff
 But I get a hard [bad word] from this sh-t, now stick it in
 I ain’t never giving in again
 caution to the [bad word] freedom
 Look at these rappers, how I treat them
 So why the f-ck would I join them when I beat them
 They call me a freak because
 I like to spit on these p-ssies fore I eat them
 Man, get these whack [bad word] off stage
 Where the f-ck is Kanye when you need him?
 Snatch the mic from ‘em, [bad word] I’mma let you finish in a minute
 Yeah the rap is tight
 But I’m tryna spit the greatest verse of all time
 So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
 Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
 And start over from scratch and write new ones
 But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
 When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
 It’s an [bad word] to feel the bass thump
 In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
 Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
 You can see the sparks from hot metal
 Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
 I so started to rock fellow
 When I’m not even in my harshest
 You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
 Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
 lyrics courtesy of www [bad word]  I’m standing on my Monopoly board
 That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
 Til my hip don’t hop anymore
 When you so good that you can’t say it
 ’cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound [bad word] anymore
 People just get sick cause you spit
 These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
 And you can never break my stride
 You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
 You’ll never take my pride
 Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
 Is getting no mercy, mark my words
 Ain’t letting up, relentless
 I smell blood, I don’t give