Tmail.com [Eminem] Yo.. I dedicate to this.. to yo.. [Imitating Slick Rick] To all my fans keepin y'all in health Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself Cause it's cruel when you cause a bad heart conditionin Which I create cause that's my mission So listen close to what we say Because this type of fag claims to never be gay I.. (Rapping) .. knew you was jealous from the day that I met you I upset you cause I get respect I pet you (boy) I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew (C'mon!) And now you hate Fred because Lethal left you Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood No respect in the hood, fled to his neck of the woods Got in touch with his roots, found the redneck in his blood And said, "Heck, country western rap records are good!!" So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both (Haha) Puts an album out and rules for part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idea Figure you can diss me to jump start your career I punch you in your fuckin chest 'til your heart kicks in gear (Bitch) And fuck your underground buddy's nameless crew Like I'ma say their name so they can be famous too [Chorus 2X; Sung] You just a.. quitter, and you bitter cause I came along And the days of House of Pain are gone And if you talk about my little girl in a song again I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you) [Eminem] Yo.. heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke To the rap you wrote, your fuckin answer back's a joke And I'ma tell these motherfuckin fans the truth The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you Like I ain't notice you? BITCH, I had a show to do! Like I'm supposed to be star-struck, come over to you You better shut your fuckin mouth while you oh-for-two Back in ninety-four Limp opened the show for you Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you Took your motherfuckin DJ and stole him too So you fall in a slump and get all emotional So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings Confused as fuck cause now your music sucks dick Mr. Mr. Ass Kisser to get accepted in rap Quicker but never last, and Everlast is a.. [Chorus 2X; Sung] You just a.. quitter, and you bitter cause I came along And the days of House of Pain are gone And if you talk about my little girl in a song again I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you) [Eminem] Aight listen (Look) So this is what we ask of our fans If you ever see Everlast, *WHOOP HIS ASS* Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitch-slap him Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp Do it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for Kid Do it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, fuck it He's a bitch, he ain't gon' hit you back, he's nothin! Shit in five years we'll all be "Eating at Whitey's" And he'll be bussin tables in that bitch, cleanin the toilets Aiyyo.. fuck this, cut this shit off (Music stops) Aiyyo Head, that's why I fucked your mother you fat motherfucker! (Beat changes to 2Pac's "Hit 'Em Up") Kill Whitey! - Hahaha Kill Whitey! - Detroit! What? What? Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yo Kill Whitey! - Haha! Look [Eminem] First off, fuck your songs and the shit you say Diss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gay You claim to be a Muslim but you Irish White So fuck you fat boy, drop the mic, let's fight Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickhead I keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breath Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest Dilated, go ask your people how I leave ya With your three CD's, nobody sees, when they released Evidence, don't fuck around with real MC's Who ain't ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks I let you faggots know it's on for life But Everlast might die tonight, haha Fat boy murdered on wax and killed Fuck with me and take a heart pill, you know! [Chorus: Eminem] Grab 380's when you see Slim Shady Call the doctor to heal your heart They shocked you back to life at the clinic But you 'bout to get relapsed any minute Honkey, I hit 'em up! Hahaha, yo check this out You faggots ain't even on my level I'ma let D-12 ride on you bitch-made ass faggots! [Kon Artis] Yo! Get out the way yo, get out the way yo Whitey Ford's heart just stopped Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack Whitey Ford's gettin his ass floored for talkin back Little faggot Hamburgular, I show you where the burgers are At your own restaraunt, while I'm servin ya Drop and stomp your whole heart 'til it stops Call the cops, I'ma beat your ass while they watch [Kuniva] Ha ha, now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Erik Where's your House of Pain now? There's only one of you Erik You a petty coward, you ain't ready to steady go a round With some killers from 7 Mile to the motherfuckin Belle Isle Bridge [Chorus: Eminem] Grab 380's when you see Slim Shady Call the doctor to heal your heart They shocked you back to life at the clinic But you 'bout to get relapsed any minute Honkey, I hit 'em up! [Eminem] Got in his ass and now this faggot wanna mention me still This ain't no freestyle battle Everlast gettin killed With his chest open Tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokin Havin a stroke and now you learn why crackers never earned a dime Cause you SUCK motherfucker you should learn to rhyme Talkin 'bout you packin pistols but it's funny to me You ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be me I'm a paleface killer whale On his way to fuckin prison, pistol whippin tail, ha Erik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day? That shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha Now it's all about country, you gave up hip-hop Forty-nine thousand copies, the week your shit drop While my sales makin records break Two and a half million scanned by the second week Motherfucker I hit 'em up! [Proof] I'm from Detroit's Pemberton Ave., where bullets tear you in half Fuck the music, we got an uzi for all you fags Get the shit out of our stereo, Dilated you violated Now you 'bout to get annihilated, we gon' bury you Iriscience get choked up and yoked up All you underground bitches get your throats cut [Swifty] What the fuck?! Is you stupid? I choke Whitey Ford with his fuckin guitar cord And stuff him in cardboard, chopped up in a box With sixteen parts, I stomped on his heart D-12, Amityville, fuck your mother while you watch Keep your restaraunt locked and block your door Cause we "Hit 'Em Up" like motherfuckin Tupac Shakur [Eminem] You a, "Black Jesus," heart attack seizures Too many cheeseburgers McDonald's Big Mac greases White devil, washed up honkey Mixed up cracker who crossed over to country (Laughing) Yo, aiyyo cut this shit off (Needle drags, beat stops) Fuck him, that's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done, that's it I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I just believe in kickin a man while he's down God damn! I quit Mention my daughter's name in a song again you fuckin punk Aiyyo..