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    (Intro)
    Yeah,
    can't stop now...
    This maybe the last chance
    I get, to be famous

    (Refrão)
    You dream of trading places,
    I have been changing faces
    You cannot fill these shoes,
    there is too much to lose
    Wake up behind these trenches,
    you run around defenceless
    There is too much to lose,
    You cannot fill these shoes
    I just wanna be famous
    (But) Be careful what you wish for!

    (Verso 1)
    I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist
    They call me Slim Roethlisberger
    I go bezerker than a fed-up post-office worker
    A merk her with a Mossberg
    I'm pissed off get murdered
    Like someone took a ketchup squirter
    Squirted a frankfurter
    For a gangster you shoulda shit your pants
    When you saw the chainsaw get to waving
    Like a terrible towel
    I faced her around
    But his fangs come out
    Get your brains blown out
    That's what I call blowing your mind
    When I come back
    Like nut on your spine
    I'm a thumb tack
    That you slept on son
    Now here I come screaming attack
    like I just stepped on one
    Low on the totem till he showed 'em defiance,
    giant scrotum
    He don't owe them bitches shit
    His bridges, he out grow'd em
    He's so out cold he's knocked out of the South Pole
    And nobody fucks with him
    Rigamortis and post-mortem
    He's dying of boredom
    Take your best rhymes, record 'em
    Then try to flaunt 'em
    He'll just take your punch lines and snort 'em
    Shit stained drawers
    You gon fuck with
    a guy who licks the blades of his chainsaws
    While he dips 'em in P.F. Chang's sauce
    Game's up, homie, hang it up like some crank calls
    You think I'm backing down you must be out of your
    dang skulls

    (Refrão)
    You dream of trading places,
    I have been changing faces
    You cannot fill these shoes,
    there is too much to lose
    Wake up behind these trenches,
    you run around defenceless
    There is too much to lose,
    You cannot fill these shoes
    I just wanna be famous
    (But) Be careful what you wish for!

    (Verso 2)
    I'm back for revenge
    I lost a battle that ain't happening again
    I'm at your throat like strep
    I step, strapped with a pen
    Metaphors wrote on my hand,
    Someone distorted my mint
    Read some I wrote on a napkin
    I do what I have to to win
    Pull at it all stops, any who touch a mic prior's
    Not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Meyers
    And tell that psycho to pass the torch
    To the whack before
    I take a shit in his Jack-O-Lantern
    And smash it on his porch
    Now get off my dick
    Dick's too short a word for my dick
    Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism,
    you prick
    You call me the champ;
    call me the space shuttle destroyer
    I just blew up the challenger,
    matter fact I need a lawyer
    I displaced my clause with enough plaster
    To make a cast beat his ass naked and peed in his
    corner like burn choyder
    You're the Eminem backwards,
    you're mini-me
    See he's in a whole nother weight class
    He smokes your BB's
    you beat back bullets
    You're full of it;
    you were just in his CD's
    Left at Infinite,
    now he's back like someone pissed in
    his wheaties
    No peace treaties, he's turned into a beast
    His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the
    mighty D. R. E

    (Refrão)
    You dream of trading places,
    I have been changing faces
    You cannot fill these shoes,
    there is too much to lose
    Wake up behind these trenches,
    you run around defenceless
    There is too much to lose,
    You cannot fill these shoes
    I just wanna be famous
    (But) Be careful what you wish for!

    (Verso 3)
    Now there he goes in Dre's studio cuppin his balls
    Screaming the wood off the panel
    And cussing the pain off the walls
    Spewing his hate to these haters,
    showing no love for these brauds
    He ain't given them shit,
    he says he'll pinch a penny so hard
    He'll leave a bruise on the bronze
    so dark you can see the mark with the scars,
    till Abraham Lincoln is screaming out AHH
    These metaphors and similes ain't similar to them,
    not at all
    If they don't like it,
    they can all get fucked instead of sucking him off
    They can go get a belt or a neck tie,
    to hang themselves by
    Like David Carradine
    they can go fuck themselves and just die
    And eat shit while they at it
    He's fucking had it, he's mad at the whole world
    So go to hell and build a snowman girl
    The bullies become bullied,
    the pussies get pushed
    Then they better pull me,
    take me back to 9th grade to school me
    Cus I ain't looking back, only forward,
    this whole spot blowing
    Who coulda known he'd grow
    to be a poet and not know it
    And while I'm being poetic let me get a?
    and raise the bar
    Higher than my opinion of
    these winners and lords
    So bare witness
    to some biblical shit
    As a cold wind blowing this world ain't gonna know
    what hit it
    He did it, he made it,
    he's finally famous!



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