It's Murda (Cable Guy Remix)

[Eminem:]

i'll shove a gun in your grill

grease it and heat it

smother it in hot mustard

so when i feed it to you

it's easy to eat it

you need to be immediately

freezen

while you breathen

and you'll be leavin

in the recieven room

in the seat of a jesus

you hate on this

we'll be waiting on eight corners

swarming your hood with

a thousand angry skateboarders

i'll hop in a jeep

and slam down on the gas

and charge you

and bombarde you

in the car that your mom bought you

fucked around and get choked

and found remote

floatin around

down face down

in a boat

i'll pile five dudes

and a tentor will pull up

to a seven mile drive through

in mcdonalds and pile drive you

i've got the power

to snap the driver

out of his

zeddy bower

while he drives by it ninety miles an hour

this place is my house

i might as well erase my face with white out

cause y'all can't see me like mace's eyebrows

(where you at?)

climbed out of a nice house through the front window and heard this guy shout

(Hey!! thats my couch)

pulled a nine out during a rhinebout while i'm rippin the shit with a clip

and i spit 5 rounds and murder you ho's worse than a convertable flippin vertical nose

first with the top off landing upside down.

Or get tied down with duct ape,

fuck rape i'd rather just hump a sluts legs with my nuts shaved