Speaking of rare Eminem songsSome people say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit changeI'm still the same lame asshole with a different nameBecame late to the last show with a different daneBrain ate from the last ode that I snifed the caneYo know your spaced the f--k out like George LucasWhen your pukus, turnin to yellow with orange mukusSo when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between fingersI'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks EnglishFreak genuis, too extreme for the weak and squeemishBurn you alive till you screamin to be extinquishedCause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violenceStart a fire and block the hydrantsI'm just a mean person, you never seen worse thanSo when Slim gets this M-16 burstinYou gettin spun backwards like every word of obscene cursinOn the B-side of my first single with the clean versionStoppin your short life when you still a teen virginUnless you get a kidney speciman from a spleen surgeonIn the best hospital possible for emergancy surgeryTo try to stop the blood from your rushin sternly eternallyI'll take it back before we do each others nameRun in a ultrasound and snatch you out your mothers frameI'll take it further back than thatBack to lovers lane, to the night you were startedCock block your fathers gameI'll plead the fifth like my drawers were muzzledSo suck my d-ck while I take a shit and do this crossword puzzleAnd when I'm down with ten seconds left, then to hope outI'ma throw a head-but so hard, I'll knock us both out