[Intro: Eminem]
Haha, Swifty McVay!
Mr. Porter, the Kon Artis (ha!)
I told you we wasn't leavin, c'mon!

[Swifty McVay] [bad word] from a jungle, with a [bad word] load of punk hoes  [bad word] 
Muzzle this animal, [bad word] with mechanical
Gun totin hazardous cutthroat, canteloupe can split it
And the Pope couldn't prevent me from [bad word] on niggaz [bad word] caps get blew back like bad wind, imagine backspinnin
into a casket, it happens when [bad word] try to act masculine (hoe)
[bad word] raiser, I smack the skin off your man's face
so fast it'll leave acne on my hand when it land (hah!)
Placed in a class where professors came to school with Smith 'n Wessons
just to teach us a lesson, had that [bad word] hangin up with the flag (yeah)
Parental discretion, I'll send you a video
with me naked havin a session on my urinal (RESPECT IT! HAH!)
When you kill in the nighttime and claimin yo' innocence
I'll be waitin ready to A.K. you and yo' egg Bene [bad word] {AHH!}
Usin yo' balls to play tennis with (hah)
You'll be in some [bad word] like flies and [bad word] the witnesses
 [bad word] 2X: Swifty McVay]
 [bad word] ) Niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin [bad word] (WHAT!) Whatever you want, we providin it diligently
(PUMP!) Double barrel wherever we go willingly
(DUMPIN!) On opposition in the streets or industry

[Kon Artis a.k.a. Mr. Porter]
You was born I was hatched, but you came out deformed
I have nuts of a horse, and you ain't got no balls [bad word] with tec-9's whenever niggaz would call
Bang-bang-bang, bang-bang, shoot up classway halls
I don't give a [bad word]  who you call [bad word] You came with thirty niggaz, I only came with one
That just goes to show you how much scrap a [bad word] got in me
You gone off Henny, that liquid courage drivin you into these
situations you in, don't get that "Purple Pills" [bad word] confused
with us bein cool up here singin "My Band"
I'm sure you see these little kids cryin over me man
They'll do anything for a [bad word] autograph
So say that [bad word] loud enough out of the [bad word] crowd and
I'll show you the meanin of die-hard fans
Saddam Hussein who sews, who radical act
mechanical bomb attached to my pelvis
That's what I mean by get, back; I mean get, back
Or find your head detached from that Mitchell & Ness
So find your spinal cord, uh-uh-oh I digress
I guess I'm just too fresh, to finish that line
Denaun's ain't next
 [bad word]