My first single Eminem

Ohh! Yeah!
So much for first single on this one

[Verse 1]
Shady's the label
Aftermath is the stable
That the horses come out erra
Of course we're about to stir up

Some sh*t thick as Mrs Buttersworth's syrup
It's the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was was his biggest fan, he used to be Superman

Now we're pourin liquor on the curb in his name for him
Eminem you wait till' we meet up again
F*cker I'm kickin your a*s for everything you've ever said
It's one for the money two for the f*ckin show

Ready get set, let's go
Here comes the bucking bronco stompin and stampedin up the damn street
Like them buffalo soldiers, I told ya I'm bout' to blow
So look out below, geronimo, motherf*ckers is dominos

I'm on a roll, around and around I go
When will I stop? I don't know
Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off
But I know anything's possible

Though I'm not gonna top what I sold
I'm at the top of my game
That shit is not gonna change
Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team

I'll get away with murder
I'm O.J. he's like my Cochran today
We keep the mark from the tapes
In a safe, locked them away

Better watch what you say
Just when you thought you were safe
Them f*ckers got you on tape
You swear to god you was playin

Whether or not you was little Joshua
Gosh I wish I coulda told you to not do the same
Cause one day it could cost you your name

[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just f*cked that up so,
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho

This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No

Erra Oh Ah
Erra Oh Ah
Erra Oh Ah
Erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca

[Verse 2]
Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic sleeping pills
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked
chicka chicka chicka
Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id

To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly
Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive
Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free
Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickled to cherish

Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks
Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggler
Look at me work wizardry with these words
Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken

Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain
22 jerks and a jerk circle
Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute
What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it

Rrrbb lemme ask you again
Am I just jerkin the chain
Am I bizerk or insane

Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Workin the damn camera filmin one of them
Paris Hilton home made pornos
Who keeps tiltin the lens at an angle

Chicka Chicka
Just recently somebody just discovered
Britney and Justin videotapes of them fuckin
When they were just mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse club

And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them
Cause they coulda sworn someone said Nuh
And then tried to erase and record over it

But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the
Ga-Uh and then the come to find out it was Justin
Sayin 'I'm done-uh!' Come on
And this was suppose to be

[Chorus]
supposed to be my first single
But I just f*cked that up so,
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a b*tch and smack a ho

This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But sh*t's about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No

Erra Oh Ah
Erra Oh Ah
Erra Oh Ah
Erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah