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Intro: Eminem & Slim Shady Welp, we did it now I know right It's beautiful ain't it? Yeah, you happy now, bitch? Yep Alright, you got what you wanted Yeah, what? Let me go Ha, never Verse: Eminem & Slim Shady Why does it feel like I'm always being tortured? The bad apple spoils the whole orchard Used to read comic books to learn more words 'Cause deep down I'm a dork, just a core nerd Meaning nerd to the core 'til I'm cornered Then I'm the coroner What shot is this? First, second, it's your third Vision is more blurred Speech is more slurred Can't even form words It's likе a dream up inside of a dream I'm trappеd and it's worse than I could've imagined, it's madness Can't wake up, try my damnedest, but old habits are coming back And now transgenders attack us, frontwards and backwards They laughin', throwin midgets at us (Ha) This ain't no dream now, huh? See what I mean now? You see how they tryna make me out to be some kind of mean vile obscene, foul prick I kick one freestyle 'bout beating down a special needs child and these people freak out Told you we'd get slaughtered for saying "Retarded" Aw, Marshall's gaining a conscience (Fuck you) Fuck, this may come as a shock I have you astonished regardless Here's the thing about retarded people What? They don't fucking know they're retarded Well, okay, you wanna fat shame, bitch Two can play that game (What?) You wanna judge people? (Yeah) Matter of fact, ain't you the same one who hated bullies calling you bad names? (Yep) Then you turn around and did the exact same (So?) Just immature and literally You're still mentally Thirteen and still thirsty for some controversy You still picking on Christopher Reeves Yeah, but you're me And we're a team So that means, we're in cahoots That's conspiracy to commit murder lyrically So clearly, you're the accessory like jewelry You ain't the judge or the jury, you're just as guilty You rip on paraplegics, man, seriously? Oh, bitch, it's a joke No, it's not, it's embarrassing (What?) Like David Carradine found with a pair of jeans at his ankles and belt 'round his larynx I know, it's a scary scene They're coming with everything Little people are trolling me (Ha) They saying they've had it (What?) up to here with me Oh, hilarity (Come on) Nah, do your thing Fuck deaf people, yeah Well, between me and you I've think they've had it up to here with me too(What the fuck?) Sorry I'm not perfect as you, Marshall Punching down on little people (Yeah), not cool (Whoops) You just sound like a dick, wait, nah, fool (What?) When I say, "Fuck midgets," I mean Ja Rule (Oh) And I know that Chris Reeves song was recorded in 2004 for Encore (Yeah) Fuck'd you take it off for? 'Cause he died, man, that motherfucker did that bullshit on purpose to ruin the song for us (Man) Man, I never seen a bigger pussy than you Bitch, look at all the shit the media's puttin' me through (What?) 'Cause of all the fuck shit that you pushed me to do (Me?) Should've knew when I found you, you were just too good to be true (Hmm) That's how we end up in these quagmires You said you had my back, liar But I helped you get your stacks higher (Yeah) That's diamond sales like sapphires Rap buyers, admires pack lines of admirers Now they say you lack ire That's why your satire backfires (Yeah) Flat tires, no longer that guy you were prior to this Yeah, and I scare you 'cause (Why?) I'm who you used to be (Who?) The you who didn't crumble under the scrutiny(Wait, what?) When it was you and me (Yeah) I gave you power to use me as an excuse to be evil(I know) You created me to say everything you didn't have the balls to say (Yep) What you were thinking but in a more diabolic way You fed me pills and a bottle of alcohol a day(Okay) Made me too strong for you and lost control of me(You're right) I took over you totally You were socially awkward 'til you molded me(Yeah) You was a loner and nobody 'Cause of me, you didn't take shit from nobody Now look at you (What?) Now you just a punk (Man), little scaredy cat (Word) Got you shook like Shakira's ass (Yeah) To look at your reflection staring back, bitch It's just a mirror, relax Man, you're so full of shit, you need MiraLAX Open your mouth and shit flies out, just lies You thinkin' you can rip my ass, undo these zipties You can just undo my feet and keep my hands tied 'Cause like an avalanche, I'd still win by a landside Oh, you think so, bitch? Yeah, I know so Okay, your hands and feet, I let 'em both go Yeah, fuck now, ho, give me that gun, no, don't Rear naked choke hold, let me go, yo Here, take it, bozo (Yeah) Weird bait, you homo (You ready?) No, don't shoot (Here we go) Bro, no, no Now say you're sorry and you didn't mean any of it I'm sorry Marshall's a pussy, he's Dre and Jimmy's puppet (What?) Sorry he gives a fuck, but pretends he doesn't God, you piece of shit, that does it (Uh-oh, wait) Yeah, bitch, this is for him (What?) Christopher, MGK, Nick, and for Limp Bizkit and them Midgets and Ben— (Man, please) 'Zino, in addition to him Will Smith and to Canibus, if you're listening, this is the end (Okay, okay, I'll stop) So to Jamar and Ja Rule and to all My feuds including ma (What?) I'm welcoming you to my (No, no) Last hoorah, I bid you goodbye (Come on, man, don't do this) Murder suicide Killshot, booyaka, cock sucker Coup de grâce, motherfucker Verse: Eminem & Slim Shady Why does it feel like I'm always being tortured? The bad apple spoils the whole orchard Used to read comic books to learn more words 'Cause deep down I'm a dork, just a core nerd Meaning nerd to the core 'til I'm cornered Then I'm the coroner What shot is this? First, second, it's your third Vision is more blurred Speech is more slurred Can't even form words It's likе a dream up inside of a dream I'm trappеd and it's worse than I could've imagined, it's madness Can't wake up, try my damnedest, but old habits are coming back And now transgenders attack us, frontwards and backwards They laughin', throwin midgets at us (Ha) This ain't no dream now, huh? See what I mean now? You see how they tryna make me out to be some kind of mean vile obscene, foul prick I kick one freestyle 'bout beating down a special needs child and these people freak out Told you we'd get slaughtered for saying "Retarded" Aw, Marshall's gaining a conscience (Fuck you) Fuck, this may come as a shock I have you astonished regardless Here's the thing about retarded people What? They don't fucking know they're retarded Well, okay, you wanna fat shame, bitch Two can play that game (What?) You wanna judge people? (Yeah) Matter of fact, ain't you the same one who hated bullies calling you bad names? (Yep) Then you turn around and did the exact same (So?) Just immature and literally You're still mentally Thirteen and still thirsty for some controversy You still picking on Christopher Reeves Yeah, but you're me And we're a team So that means, we're in cahoots That's conspiracy to commit murder lyrically So clearly, you're the accessory like jewelry You ain't the judge or the jury, you're just as guilty You rip on paraplegics, man, seriously? Oh, bitch, it's a joke No, it's not, it's embarrassing (What?) Like David Carradine found with a pair of jeans at his ankles and belt 'round his larynx I know, it's a scary scene They're coming with everything Little people are trolling me (Ha) They saying they've had it (What?) up to here with me Oh, hilarity (Come on) Nah, do your thing Fuck deaf people, yeah Well, between me and you I've think they've had it up to here with me too(What the fuck?) Sorry I'm not perfect as you, Marshall Punching down on little people (Yeah), not cool (Whoops) You just sound like a dick, wait, nah, fool (What?) When I say, "Fuck midgets," I mean Ja Rule (Oh) And I know that Chris Reeves song was recorded in 2004 for Encore (Yeah) Fuck'd you take it off for? 'Cause he died, man, that motherfucker did that bullshit on purpose to ruin the song for us (Man) Man, I never seen a bigger pussy than you Bitch, look at all the shit the media's puttin' me through (What?) 'Cause of all the fuck shit that you pushed me to do (Me?) Should've knew when I found you, you were just too good to be true (Hmm) That's how we end up in these quagmires You said you had my back, liar But I helped you get your stacks higher (Yeah) That's diamond sales like sapphires Rap buyers, admires pack lines of admirers Now they say you lack ire That's why your satire backfires (Yeah) Flat tires, no longer that guy you were prior to this Yeah, and I scare you 'cause (Why?) I'm who you used to be (Who?) The you who didn't crumble under the scrutiny(Wait, what?) When it was you and me (Yeah) I gave you power to use me as an excuse to be evil(I know) You created me to say everything you didn't have the balls to say (Yep) What you were thinking but in a more diabolic way You fed me pills and a bottle of alcohol a day(Okay) Made me too strong for you and lost control of me(You're right) I took over you totally You were socially awkward 'til you molded me(Yeah) You was a loner and nobody 'Cause of me, you didn't take shit from nobody Now look at you (What?) Now you just a punk (Man), little scaredy cat (Word) Got you shook like Shakira's ass (Yeah) To look at your reflection staring back, bitch It's just a mirror, relax Man, you're so full of shit, you need MiraLAX Open your mouth and shit flies out, just lies You thinkin' you can rip my ass, undo these zipties You can just undo my feet and keep my hands tied 'Cause like an avalanche, I'd still win by a landside Oh, you think so, bitch? Yeah, I know so Okay, your hands and feet, I let 'em both go Yeah, fuck now, ho, give me that gun, no, don't Rear naked choke hold, let me go, yo Here, take it, bozo (Yeah) Weird bait, you homo (You ready?) No, don't shoot (Here we go) Bro, no, no Now say you're sorry and you didn't mean any of it I'm sorry Marshall's a pussy, he's Dre and Jimmy's puppet (What?) Sorry he gives a fuck, but pretends he doesn't God, you piece of shit, that does it (Uh-oh, wait) Yeah, bitch, this is for him (What?) Christopher, MGK, Nick, and for Limp Bizkit and them Midgets and Ben— (Man, please) 'Zino, in addition to him Will Smith and to Canibus, if you're listening, this is the end (Okay, okay, I'll stop) So to Jamar and Ja Rule and to all My feuds including ma (What?) I'm welcoming you to my (No, no) Last hoorah, I bid you goodbye (Come on, man, don't do this) Murder suicide Killshot, booyaka, cock sucker Coup de grâce, motherfucker Verse: Eminem & Slim Shady Why does it feel like I'm always being tortured? The bad apple spoils the whole orchard Used to read comic books to learn more words 'Cause deep down I'm a dork, just a core nerd Meaning nerd to the core 'til I'm cornered Then I'm the coroner What shot is this? First, second, it's your third Vision is more blurred Speech is more slurred Can't even form words It's likе a dream up inside of a dream I'm trappеd and it's worse than I could've imagined, it's madness Can't wake up, try my damnedest, but old habits are coming back And now transgenders attack us, frontwards and backwards They laughin', throwin midgets at us (Ha) This ain't no dream now, huh? See what I mean now? You see how they tryna make me out to be some kind of mean vile obscene, foul prick I kick one freestyle 'bout beating down a special needs child and these people freak out Told you we'd get slaughtered for saying "Retarded" Aw, Marshall's gaining a conscience (Fuck you) Fuck, this may come as a shock I have you astonished regardless Here's the thing about retarded people What? They don't fucking know they're retarded Well, okay, you wanna fat shame, bitch Two can play that game (What?) You wanna judge people? (Yeah) Matter of fact, ain't you the same one who hated bullies calling you bad names? (Yep) Then you turn around and did the exact same (So?) Just immature and literally You're still mentally Thirteen and still thirsty for some controversy You still picking on Christopher Reeves Yeah, but you're me And we're a team So that means, we're in cahoots That's conspiracy to commit murder lyrically So clearly, you're the accessory like jewelry You ain't the judge or the jury, you're just as guilty You rip on paraplegics, man, seriously? Oh, bitch, it's a joke No, it's not, it's embarrassing (What?) Like David Carradine found with a pair of jeans at his ankles and belt 'round his larynx I know, it's a scary scene They're coming with everything Little people are trolling me (Ha) They saying they've had it (What?) up to here with me Oh, hilarity (Come on) Nah, do your thing Fuck deaf people, yeah Well, between me and you I've think they've had it up to here with me too(What the fuck?) Sorry I'm not perfect as you, Marshall Punching down on little people (Yeah), not cool (Whoops) You just sound like a dick, wait, nah, fool (What?) When I say, "Fuck midgets," I mean Ja Rule (Oh) And I know that Chris Reeves song was recorded in 2004 for Encore (Yeah) Fuck'd you take it off for? 'Cause he died, man, that motherfucker did that bullshit on purpose to ruin the song for us (Man) Man, I never seen a bigger pussy than you Bitch, look at all the shit the media's puttin' me through (What?) 'Cause of all the fuck shit that you pushed me to do (Me?) Should've knew when I found you, you were just too good to be true (Hmm) That's how we end up in these quagmires You said you had my back, liar But I helped you get your stacks higher (Yeah) That's diamond sales like sapphires Rap buyers, admires pack lines of admirers Now they say you lack ire That's why your satire backfires (Yeah) Flat tires, no longer that guy you were prior to this Yeah, and I scare you 'cause (Why?) I'm who you used to be (Who?) The you who didn't crumble under the scrutiny(Wait, what?) When it was you and me (Yeah) I gave you power to use me as an excuse to be evil(I know) You created me to say everything you didn't have the balls to say (Yep) What you were thinking but in a more diabolic way You fed me pills and a bottle of alcohol a day(Okay) Made me too strong for you and lost control of me(You're right) I took over you totally You were socially awkward 'til you molded me(Yeah) You was a loner and nobody 'Cause of me, you didn't take shit from nobody Now look at you (What?) Now you just a punk (Man), little scaredy cat (Word) Got you shook like Shakira's ass (Yeah) To look at your reflection staring back, bitch It's just a mirror, relax Man, you're so full of shit, you need MiraLAX Open your mouth and shit flies out, just lies You thinkin' you can rip my ass, undo these zipties You can just undo my feet and keep my hands tied 'Cause like an avalanche, I'd still win by a landside Oh, you think so, bitch? Yeah, I know so Okay, your hands and feet, I let 'em both go Yeah, fuck now, ho, give me that gun, no, don't Rear naked choke hold, let me go, yo Here, take it, bozo (Yeah) Weird bait, you homo (You ready?) No, don't shoot (Here we go) Bro, no, no Now say you're sorry and you didn't mean any of it I'm sorry Marshall's a pussy, he's Dre and Jimmy's puppet (What?) Sorry he gives a fuck, but pretends he doesn't God, you piece of shit, that does it (Uh-oh, wait) Yeah, bitch, this is for him (What?) Christopher, MGK, Nick, and for Limp Bizkit and them Midgets and Ben— (Man, please) 'Zino, in addition to him Will Smith and to Canibus, if you're listening, this is the end (Okay, okay, I'll stop) So to Jamar and Ja Rule and to all My feuds including ma (What?) I'm welcoming you to my (No, no) Last hoorah, I bid you goodbye (Come on, man, don't do this) Murder suicide Killshot, booyaka, cock sucker Coup de grâce, motherfucker Outro: Eminem & Paul Rosenberg Oh, what the fuck? Come on, come on, come on, come on Yeah? Paul You're not gonna fucking believe this, bro I had this dream, it was fucking crazy It was like, the old me came back and the new me And took over my brain and had me saying all this fucked up shit About little people and Caitlyn Jenner and PC police were chasing me And fucking Gen Z was tryna kill me And quadriplegics And Christopher Reeves And I was saying all this fucked up shit And I couldn't stop saying it And then I wake and it was like I was still dreaming Fuck you Wait Haha

Intro: Eminem & Slim Shady Cóż, zrobiliśmy to teraz. Wiem, prawda. Jest pięknie, co nie? Tak, jesteś teraz zadowolona, suko? Tak. Dobrze, masz, czego chciałeś. Tak, co? Puść mnie. Ha, nigdy. Verse: Eminem & Slim Shady Dlaczego czuję się, jakbym zawsze był torturowany? Zepsute jabłko psuje cały sad. Kiedyś czytałem komiksy, aby nauczyć się nowych słów. Bo głęboko w środku jestem kretyńskim nerdem, po prostu totalnym nerdem. Czyli nerdem do szpiku kości, aż do pchania w kąt, wtedy jestem koronerem. Co to za strzał? Pierwszy, drugi i twój trzeci. Wizja jest bardziej zamazana, mowa jest bardziej bełkotliwa, nie mogę nawet tworzyć słów. To jak sen w środku snu. Jestem uwięziony i to gorsze niż mogłem sobie wyobrazić, to szaleństwo. Nie mogę się obudzić, próbuję z całych sił, ale stare nawyki wracają. A teraz osoby transpłciowe atakują nas z każdej strony, śmieją się i rzucają w nas karłami (Ha). To nie jest sen, co? Widzisz, o co mi chodzi? Widzisz, jak próbują zrobić ze mnie jakiegoś wrednego nikczemnego kutasa. Rzucam freestyle o pobiciu dziecka ze specjalnymi potrzebami, a ludzie wariują Mówiłem ci, że zostaniemy zarżnięci za powiedzenie "opóźniony". Och, Marshallowi rośnie sumienie (pierdol się). Kurwa, to może być szok, Bez względu na wszystko i tak jesteś zaskoczony. Wiesz co jest z osobami upośledzonymi, co? Oni kurwa nie wiedzą, że są upośledzeni. Ok, chcesz fat shamingu, suko? Dwoje może grać w tę grę (co?). Chcesz oceniać ludzi? (Tak). W rzeczywistości, czy to nie ty nienawidziłeś dręczycieli nazywających cię złymi ksywkami? (Tak). A potem robisz to samo (no i?). Po prostu niedojrzali i literalnie, wciąż masz trzynaście lat i pragniesz kontrowersji. Wciąż podśmiewasz się z Christophera Reeve'a, tak, ale jesteś mną. I jesteśmy zespołem, to znaczy, że jesteśmy w zmowie, to spisek na popełnienie literackiego morderstwa Więc wyraźnie jesteś akcesoria jak biżuteria, nie jesteś sędzią ani ławą przysięgłych, jesteś równie winny. Drwisz z paraplegików, naprawdę? Och, suko, to jest żart. Nie, to nie jest, to jest żenujące (co?). Jak David Carradine znaleziony z parą dżinsów przy kostkach i pasem wokół krtani, wiem, to straszna scena, przychodzą z wszystkim. Niskie osoby mnie trollują (Ha). Mówią, że mieli (co?) dość mnie. Och, komiczny (chodź). Nie, rób swoje. Pierdolić głuchych ludzi, tak. Między mną a tobą, myślę, że mają dość mnie też (co do cholery?). Przepraszam, że nie jestem taki doskonały jak ty, Marshallu, bije niskich ludzi* (tak), nie fajnie (ups). Wyglądasz po prostu jak kutas, czekaj, nie, głupku (co?). Kiedy mówię "pierdolę karły", mam na myśli Ja Rule (o). I wiem, że ta piosenka o Chrisie Reeve'ie została nagrana w 2004 roku dla Encore (tak), kurwa, dlaczego ją zdjąłeś? Bo umarł, człowieku, ten skurwiel zrobił to, żeby zrujnować piosenkę dla nas (człowieku). Nigdy nie widziałem większego tchórza niż ty, suko, popatrz, co media chcą nam zrobić (co?). Przez cały ten pieprzony gnój, który mnie zmusiłeś zrobić (ja?). Powinienem wiedzieć, kiedy cię znalazłem, że jesteś zbyt dobry, żeby być prawdą (Hmm). W ten sposób kończymy w tych bagienkach, powiedziałeś, że masz moje plecy, kłamco. Ale pomogłem ci podnieść twoje stosy (tak), te diamenty sprzedają się jak szafiry. Ci co kupują rap, patrzą z podziwem — tłumy fanów lecą za stylem teraz mówią, że brak ci ognia, dlatego twoja satyra obraca się przeciwko tobie (tak). Płaskie opony, nie już ten gość, którym byłeś wcześniej, Tak, i ja ciebie przerażam, bo (Dlaczego?) Jestem tym, kim kiedyś byłeś (Kim?) Ty który nie kruszyłeś się pod naciskiem (czekaj, co?). Kiedy to byliśmy ty i ja (tak). Dałem ci moc używać mnie jako wymówki, żeby być zły (wiem), stworzyłeś mnie, żeby powiedzieć wszystko, czego nie miałeś odwagi powiedzieć (tak), co myślałeś, ale w bardziej diaboliczny sposób. Karmiłeś mnie tabletkami i butelką alkoholu dziennie (ok), uczyniłeś mnie zbyt silnym dla siebie i straciłeś kontrolę nade mną (masz rację), przejąłem cię całkowicie, byłeś społecznie nieskładny, aż mnie uformowałeś (tak). Byłeś samotnikiem i nikim, Dzięki mnie nie brałeś od nikogo gówna**, teraz popatrz na siebie (co?). Teraz jesteś tylko tchórzem (człowieku), małym kotkiem strachliwym (tak), Trzęsiesz się jak tyłek Shakiry (tak). Patrząc na swoje odbicie patrzące wstecz, suko, to tylko lustro, zrelaksuj się. Człowieku, jesteś pełen gówna, potrzebujesz MiraLAX***. Otwórz usta i gówno wylatuje, tylko kłamstwa. Myślisz, że mnie zniszczysz? Najpierw zerwij te trytytki możesz po prostu uwolnić moje stopy i trzymać moje ręce zawiązane, Jestem jak lawina, wygrałbym i tak z przeważającą przewagą. Och, myślisz tak, suko? Tak, wiem to. Dobra, rozwiąże twoje ręce i stopy tak, pieprz, teraz, suko, daj mi tę broń, nie, nie, tylny nagi uchwyt, puść mnie, yo. Tutaj, weź to, głupku (tak). Dziwne przynęty, homo (jesteś gotowy?). Nie, nie strzelaj (idziemy), ziom, nie, nie. Teraz powiedz, że żałujesz i nie miałeś tego na myśli. Żałuję, że Marshall jest cipą, on jest marionetką Dre i Jimmy'ego (co?) Sorry, ale mu zależy – tylko udaje, że ma wyjebane(boże, ty kawałku gówna, to załatwi sprawę). Tak, suko, to jest dla niego (co?) Christopher, MGK, Nick, i dla Limp Bizkit i reszty karłow i Bena— (człowieku, proszę) 'Zino, w dodatku do niego Will Smith i Canibus, jeśli słuchasz, to jest koniec (ok, ok, przestanę) A więc dla Jamara i Ja Rule oraz dla wszystkich Moje kłótnie, włącznie z mamą (co?) Witajcie w moim (nie, nie) Ostatnim show żegnam was (chodź, człowieku, nie rób tego) Morderstwo, samobójstwo Killshot, booyaka, skurwielu Coup de grâce, skurwysynie Outro: Eminem & Paul Rosenberg Och, co do cholery? Chodź, chodź, chodź, chodź Tak? Paul Nie uwierzysz w to, bracie. Miałem ten sen, to było pieprzone szaleństwo. To było tak, jakby stary ja wrócił i nowy ja, i przejął mój mózg i miałem mówić wszystkie te popieprzone rzeczy o niskich ludziach i Caitlyn Jenner, i policja PC goniła mnie, i pieprzona Gen Z próbowała mnie zabić, i kwadriplegików, i Christophera Reeve'a, i mówiłem wszystkie te popieprzone rzeczy, i nie mogłem przestać mówić, a potem się obudziłem i było tak, jakbym wciąż śnił. Kurwa, ty Czekaj. Haha