Things get worse
Chorus - Eminem:
There's no need to say sh*t
You already know
The question is just how far will this go?
How far will he take it
And when will he stop?
"Shady man, i done told you once homie to ease up!"
But you just won't listen will you, nah, guess not
You just cant can you, man i can't stand you, you're rotten
What ya plottin' for us? Man when are you gonna let up?
I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!
Verse 1 - Eminem:
Holy Toledo, its Angelina Jolie amigo!
She told me "Yo Shady, just hand your penis to me; I deep throat"
And Brad if you try to stand between us then we gon' see bro
Who was her fantasy, I dont mean to damage your ego
You faggots wanna rassle
I shove a f*cking jar of vaseline up inside your asshole
And rope it shut with a lasso
Couple of crushed Lexapro broken up with a capsule of Paxil
Just in case I aint dope enough with the raps though
Coke is cut with tobacco, smoke it up, then go wacko
This is what happens when you mix a coconut with tobasco
"Shady let go, the hoe has been choked enough, let her a*s go!"
Not 'till Jessica Simpson lets go of the tuna casserole!
'Cause I used to love her hooters, now Carmen Electra's cuter
Strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her
I'm off my fucking meds but i'm on an electric scooter
I might just scoot by and shoot my mom in the neck with rugers
Spit in Jason's face while i vomit on Freddy Krueger
They can't even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar
Now ima get the rectal thermometer, get the lubrication
And get the patient some darvocet to chew, 'cause
Chorus - Eminem:
There's no need to say shit
You already know
The question is just how far will this go?
How far will he take it
And when will he stop? (B.O.B)
B.O.B i told you once homie to ease up (jeez!)
There's no need to say sh*t
You already know
The question is just how far will this go?
Cuz I will never lay down, and I will never let up (Eminem)
I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!
(verse 2 - B.O.B)
With the soul of the shaman, I lead the beat and vomit
Like a bulimic woman, with an uneasy stomach
I pass by people on the street they seem like sleeping zombies
Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in
So can you hear me coming? Eminem, this beat is absolutely disgusting
It's probably got diseases on it!
I'm just being honest, I can see the comments
I can see the evolution as we creep up on it
I put that music in your veins like a needle junkie
Sh*t I just do this for the haters, I don't need the money
I'm diarrhea on the track, so it needs plunging
Somebody please tell these girls to release my undies (let go!)
Nobody really understands my language
I find it complicated just to hold a conversation
But still i got a whole lot of patience
Sitting back, watching Earth, from my space station
Chorus - Eminem:
So there's no need to say shit
You already know
The question is just how far will this go?
How far will he take it
And when will he stop?
"Shady man, I done told you once homie to ease up!"
But you just won't listen will you, nah, guess not
You just can't can you, man I can't stand you, you're rotten
What ya plottin' for us? Man when are you gonna let up?
I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!
Verse 3 - Eminem:
Oh my Gosh, I put Natasha Bedingfield in the washer
Watch her go from rinse to the spin cycle
It's like I got you hypnotised and I forgot you
My God, you're psychologically fucked, Michael'd like an apology, what?
Tell that psycho to stick a Tyco truck and a white tricycle up his butt
And glue the seat of his bicycle to his nuts
