Lyrics:

[Featuring Frogg] **lf**Intro Frogg: **lf**Whoa a get your hands in the air and get to clappin ''em **lf**and like back and forth bacause ah this is what you thought it **lf**wasn''t. It be''s the brothers representin the dirty dozen. **lf**I be the F R O and double G *coughing in background* **lf**And check out the man he goes by the name of er... **lf**Verse 1 Eminem (Frogg): **lf**Slim Shady **lf**Brain dead like Jan Brady **lf**I''m a M80 **lf**You little like that Kim lady **lf**I''m buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty writin rhymer **lf**Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer **lf**You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from **lf**You ain''t gonna sell two copies if you pressed a double album **lf**Admit it, fuck it, I''ll be comin out in the open **lf**I''m doin acid, crack, smack, hocus smokin dope then **lf**My name is Marshall Mathers, I''m an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) **lf**I have a disease and they don''t know what to call it **lf**Better hide your wallet cause I''m comin up quick to strip your cash **lf**Bought a ticket to your concert to come and whip your ass **lf**Bitch, I''m comin out swingin, so fast it''ll make your eyes spin **lf**You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson **lf**The proof is in the pudding just ask the Shawn Holman **lf**I''ll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman **lf**Chorus: **lf**So when you see me on your block with two glocks **lf**Screamin fuck the world like Tupac, I just don''t give a fuck **lf**Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mack **lf**And tellin your boys that I''m on crack, I just don''t give a fuck **lf**So, put my tape back on the rack **lf**Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack,I just don''t give a fuck **lf**But see me on the street and duck, **lf**Cause you gon get stuck, stoned, and stuffed **lf**Cause I just don''t give a fuck **lf**Verse 2 Eminem, (Frogg): **lf**I''m nicer than P, but I''m on a search to crush your milkbone **lf**I''m everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone **lf**I''m ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason **lf**I''m colder than snow season when it''s twenty below freezin **lf**Flavor with known seasonin, this is the sneak preview **lf**I''ll diss your magazine and still won''t get a weak review **lf**I''ll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals **lf**This is lyrical combat, gentleman hold your pistols **lf**But I form like Voltran and blast you with my soda missles **lf**Slim Shady, Eminem is my old initials (Bye-bye) **lf**Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion **lf**Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion **lf**Illunious, zanious, spontaneous, sporatic **lf**Impulsive thinker, impulsive drinker, addict **lf**Half animal, half man **lf**Dumpin your dead body inside of a fucking trash can **lf**With more holes than an afghan **lf**Chorus **lf**Verse 3 Eminem: **lf**Somebody let me out this limousine, I''m a caged demon **lf**On stage screamin like Rage Against The Machine **lf**I''m convinced I''m a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin **lf**Clinically braindead, I don''t need a second opinion **lf**Fuck droppin a jewel, I''m flippin the sacred treasure **lf**I''ll bite your motherfuckin style just to make it fresher **lf**I can''t take the pressure, I''m sick of bitches **lf**Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I''m washin dishes **lf**In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush **lf**Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush **lf**Then I went to Jim Beam that''s when my face strayed **lf**Went to gym in eighth grade raped the womens swim team **lf**Don''t take me for a joke I''m no comedian **lf**Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again **lf**I''m goin up over the curb, drivin on the median **lf**Finally made it home, but I don''t got the key to get in **lf**Chorus **lf**Outro Eminem: **lf**Hey, fuck that! **lf**Outsidaz **lf**Pace One **lf**Young Zee