Lyrics:

What did i hurt your feelings**lf**like i''m supposed to be scared right?**lf**yo, i''d like to dedicate this song to Mr. Marshall Mather''s mother, yeah, here''s one for your moms**lf****lf**Here come the mighty**lf**the one they call whitey**lf**all you sons of whitey**lf**are all bitch writers**lf**son won''t that bitch slim shady please act up**lf**get smacked up, get ya eyes blacked up**lf**with your candy ass name**lf**your a candy ass rapper**lf**i''ll smack you up,**lf**shut you off like the clapper**lf**whoever said you was raw son they lied**lf**i know that shit i spit on Dilated hurt your pride,**lf**screamin on a record how you wish i died, but you don''t want to see me on this physical side**lf**you just a fake tough guy, tryin to act hard**lf**but you won''t walk the lobby without your bodyguard**lf**you aint pullin my card**lf**you aindt ridin'' a train**lf**back in the day kds like you got robbed for they chain**lf**step to me like a man with the hands, get slained**lf**as a matter of fact when you see me, give me some brain**lf**yo it''s like that, you wanna fight jack**lf**lets put the mics down you''ll catch a beat down**lf**i get love in new york, i got fam in LA**lf**and i heard you might be the MC that''s gay**lf**with your platinum blonde ceasar you look like a hoe**lf**like M and M stand for Marilyn Monroe**lf**talkin bout killin sprees you aint like that yo**lf**makin lots of enemies but thats all for show**lf**you punk ecstacy junkie**lf**you waste of skills**lf**stop ridin my heels**lf**stay high on pills**lf**boy i hope you OD**lf**don''t be playin with me**lf**little bitch need to watch what you sayin to me**lf**talking shit for shock value**lf**boy you aint real**lf**turned hard the day Dre gave you a record deal**lf**you went and sold your soul for some mass appeal**lf**servin up that hor''s doerve kid now