Kill You Lyrics - The Marshall Mathers Lp - Eminem

When I just a little baby boy 

My momma used to tell me these crazy things 

She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man 

She used to tell me he hated me 

But then I got a little bit older 

And I realized she was the crazy one 

But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it 

'Cause that's just the way she was 

They said I can't rap about bein' broke no more 

They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more 

(Ahhh!) 

Slut, you think I won't choke no whore 

'Til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?! 

(Ahhh!) 

These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' 

Thinkin' I'm sayin' the shit cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it 

(Ahhh!) 

Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you 

I'ma pull you to this bullet, and put it through you 

(Ahhh!) 

Shut up slut, you're causin' too much chaos 

Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma!? 

"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore" 

"Snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" 

You god damn right, bitch, and now it's too late 

I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen' in two states 

I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches 

Vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! 

Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all 

Danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on 

Blood, guts, guns, cuts 

Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts 

Bitch I'ma kill you! 

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You don't wanna fuck with me 

Girls neither, you ain't nuttin' but a slut to me 

Bitch I'ma kill you! 

You ain't got the balls to beef 

We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef 

You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead 

For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said 

But when they kill me 

I'm bringin the world with me 

Bitches too! You ain't nuttin' but a girl to me 

I said you don't 

Wanna fuck with Shady 

('Cause why?) 

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you 

(Ah-haha) 

I said you don't 

Wanna fuck with Shady 

(Why?) 

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you 

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Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you 

In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you 

Buck with me, I've been through hell, shut the hell up! 

I'm tryin' to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em 

I ain't ask to rap, but I rap on acid 

Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added 

Whoops! Is that a subliminal hint? No! 

Just criminal intent to sodomize women again 

Eminem offend? 

No! Eminem insult 

And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse 

To do it again 

Then, if he does it again 

You'll probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the 10th 

Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus 

I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest 

A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a tub 

But that's normal ain't it Norman? 

Serial killer hidin' murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo 

Here we go again, we're out of our medicine 

Out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in 

Or I'ma kill you! 

You don't wanna fuck with me 

Girls neither, you ain't nuttin' but a slut to me 

Bitch I'ma kill you! 

You ain't got the balls to beef 

We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef 

You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead 

For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said 

But when they kill me 

I'm bringin' the world with me 

Bitches too! You ain't nuttin' but a girl to me 

I said you don't 

Wanna fuck with Shady 

('Cause why?) 

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you 

(Ah-haha) 

I said you don't 

Wanna fuck with Shady 

(Why?) 

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you 

Eh-heh, know why I say these things? 

Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams 

And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks 

This eighty G's a week to say the same things tweece! 

Twice? Whatever, I hate these things 

Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks 

Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows 

Just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink? 

Fuck that! 

I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer 

From that fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her 

From principal to the study body and counselor 

From in-school to before school to out of school 

I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your lungs 

Just to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it 

Okay, I'm ready to go play 

I got the machete from O.J. 

I'm ready to make everyone's throats ache 

You faggots keep eggin' me on 

'Til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop? 

Shut up! Give me your hands and feet 

I said "shut up" when I'm talkin' to you 

You hear me? Answer me! 

Or I'ma kill you! 

You don't wanna fuck with me 

Girls neither, you ain't nuttin' but a slut to me 

Bitch I'ma kill you! 

You ain't got the balls to beef 

We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef 

You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead 

For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said 

But when they kill me 

I'm bringin the world with me 

Bitches too! You ain't nuttin' but a girl to me 

Bitch I'ma kill you! 

You don't 

Wanna fuck with Shady 

('Cause why?) 

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you 

(Ah-haha) 

I said you don't 

Wanna fuck with Shady 

(Why not?) 

'Cause Shady, will fuckin' kill you 

Hahaha, I'm just playin' ladies 

You know I love you