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APPENDICES

Appendix 1: Transcripts of Dr. Dre’s and Eminem’s rap songs

Song 1 Rapper: Dr. Dre Album: Dr. Dre (2001) Song: The Watcher

[Dr. Dre] Things just ain't the same for gangstas. Times is changing, young niggas is aging, Becoming old gees in the game and changing, To make way for these new names and faces, but The strangest things can happen from rappin, when Niggas get wrapped up in image and actin, Niggas get capped up and wrapped in plastic, Zipped up in bags when it happens, that's it. I've seen em come; I've watched em go, Watched em rise, witnessed it and watched em blow. Watched em up high, suddenly watched em grow. Watched the lawsuits when they lost the dough. Best friends and money: I lost them both. Went, visited niggas in the hospital. It's all the same shit all across the globe. I just sit back and watch the show. (The watcher) Chorus: Everywhere that I go Ain't the same as befo' (The watcher) People I used to know I got people I know (The watcher) Who got people they know So I suggest you lay low (I watch) [Dr. Dre] I moved out of the hood for good, you blame me? Niggas ain't made me if niggas they can't be. But niggas can't hit niggas they can't see. I'm out of sight, now I'm out of they dang reach. How would you feel if niggas wanted you killed? You'd probably move to a new house on a new hill. And choose a new spot if niggas wanted you shot, I ain't a thug, how much Tupac in you, you got I ain't no bitch neither. It's either my life or your life, And I ain't leaving, I like breathing. 37

Nigga we can go round for round, Clip for clip, shit, fo'-pound for pound. Nigga if you really want to take it there we can, Just remember that you fuckin with a family man. I got a lot more to lose than you, remember that, When you wanna come and fill these shoes. (The watcher) [Dr. Dre] Things just ain't the same for gangstas, Cops is anxious to put niggas in handcuffs. They wanna hang us, see us dead, enslave us, Keep us trapped in the same place we're raised in. Then they wonder why we act so outrageous, Run around stressed out and pull out gauges. Cause everytime you let the animal out cages, It's dangerous to people who look like strangers. But now we got a new era of gangstas, Hustlers and youngsters livin amongst us. Lookin at us, now callin us busters, Can't help but reminisce back when it was us. Nigga we started this gangsta shit. And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? It's funny how time fly, I'm just havin fun, just watchin it fly by. (The watcher)

I got a lot more to lose than you, remember that, When you wanna come and fill these shoes Things just ain't the same for gangstas, Cops is anxious to put niggas in handcuffs. They wanna hang us, see us dead, enslave us, Keep us trapped in the same place we're raised in. Then they wonder why we act so outrageous, Run around stressed out and pull out gauges. Cause everytime you let the animal out cages, It's dangerous to people who look like strangers. But now we got a new era of gangstas, Hustlers and youngsters livin amongst us. Lookin at us, now callin us busters, Can't help but reminisce back when it was us. Nigga we started this gangsta shit. And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? It's funny how time fly, I'm just havin fun, just watchin it fly by

Song 2 38

Rapper: Dr. Dre featuring Eddie Griffin Album: The Chronic (2001) Song: Ed-ucation [Eddie Griffin] Aww they say uhh.. .. a black man is a pimp Well let me tell you the biggest pimp on planet motherfuckin Earth, is her momma It's her MOMMA that told her, "Get a man that got a good job gurl! Make sure he got a good car gurl! Make sure he can take you out and buy you somethin gurl!" What happened to just fallin in love with a nigga with a bus pass -- -- just cause you love the nigga? But +I'm+ the pimp motherfucker! I gotta be the player! Biggest hoes, on planet Earth.. .. are walkin through the motherfuckin neighborhood You KNEW when you got with the nigga he already had a woman You knew he already had a family but you fucked him anyway!!! And then when you thought you gon' lose the nigga you went and got pregant - didn't you bitch, DIDN'T YOU!! THE OL' KEEP A NIGGA BABY And then when the nigga ain't around, what do you tell the child? "Aww that nigga ain't shit, that's why yo' daddy ain't here; cause that nigga ain't shit." How bout bein a woman, and tellin the kid the truth that yo' momma, you was a hoe! TELL THE KID! Momma was a hoe, I was weekend pussy I had you to keep the nigga, it didn't work out that's why he ain't here - but he a good nigga cause he take care of his REAL family I was just a dumb bitch, tryin to keep, a nigga that I wanted

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Rapper: Dr. Dre Album: The Album, Aftermath (1997) Song: Been There, Done That

[Chorus]

I been there... Done that You got guns? we got guns... Yo, I got straps, we got straps... A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth Talk that hard bullshit 'Cause it's all they worth...

[Dr. Dre] No question, it's all about the D-R-E. So if money is the root I want the whole damn tree. Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati, Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G... Since way back I've been collecting my fee With the 48-tracks and the M-I-C. Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea. It's worth 8, but I only paid 5 point 3. Worldwide, got the triple beam, I slide. Listenin' to yo demo in a stretch limo. It's how I ride - cartel style. Full, stacked to the max now. A million-dollar smile, people wonder how. 'Dre Day' every day. Trips to Montigo Bay, with more chips than Frito Lay. Flossed jewels in a tire, ain't nuthin' fly. Straight or illegal - it's still the root of all evil... Coz...

[Chorus]

[Dr. Dre] Young black Rockerfeller. Hell, a swiss and mozarella. Pockets sweller, gettin' money like a bank teller. 'Cause a fool and his dough soon split. So when you come across a fool get all that she be gettin'. Ladies, get your paper too. Don't expect for no man to support you. Keep it true, 'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos. My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case loads. I'mma keep buildin'... make it killing. 40

Kick back, relax, and grow old with my millions. That's where it's at. You got drama, I got the gat, But we're both black so I don't wanna lay you flat. Instead let's get paper, while it's paper to get. Private Jet, 600 coupes that I runs if... I'm livin' on another level that y'all ain't been yet. Spend a mill, no sweat, water the line with my wet...

[Chorus]

[Dr. Dre] This is for the millionaires, Throw a stack in the air and watch brothers start plottin', Honeys start to stare. 'Cause game is money and money is game, And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame. Now many people die over these dead green guys. Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise. It's the root of all evil and sins. Yet and still it makes the world go around, Like my 20-inch rims... Moolah y'all. Platinum plaques cover my walls. Grindin', diamonds shinin', and without one flaw. Get the cash, the grass, the ass will bounce. Luciano and all amounts, that's all that counts 'cause...

[Outro:]

I been there...And done that... Been there, done that... The Aftermath!

Song 4 41

Rapper: Dr. Dre featuring Snoop Dogg, Hitman & Six-Two Album: Chronic (2001) Song: Bitch Ass Niggaz

[Snoop Dogg] Check it out Dogg; this game is a motherfuckin trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin to run up on me hollerin about word on the street is dis nigga said dis.. Man I don't give a FUCK about what that nigga said man! That's what's wrong with you niggaz, you niggaz is just like bitches Hoe-ass niggaz, talk too motherfuckin much (speak) Study your own, get your own -- yahmsayin? Be independent nigga - BEOTCH! [Dre] Yeah [Snoop] Bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz).. Bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz).. Bitch-ass niggaz (beotch).. [both] BITCH NIGGAZ (bitch niggaz).. [Snoop] Yeah I'm talkin about you (beotch).. [Dre] Bitch niggaz [Snoop] and you too (beotch).. [Snoop Dogg] Hmm.. Dogg.. I meet mo' bitch niggaz than hoes - look here And I really don't know, but that's just how it go (damn) Dogg - so many niggaz like to keep up shit And just like a bitch (beotch) niggaz be talkin shit (nigga) Smilin in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka) Niggaz stay strapped from way back, cause payback..'ll make niggaz wanna pop that shit If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) nigga stop that shit We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that shit (right) No mo' talkin, I'm walkin and I'm poppin the clip Glock on the hip, set-trippin dippin an' shit If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch [Snoop] Bitch niggaz, bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz) [Dr. Dre] These niggaz don't know what the fuck is goin on Yo Dogg, check it kick back Let me holla at these niggaz for a minute.. Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity The aggravated, makin these punk muh'fuckers hate it COMPTON is the city I'm from 42

Cain't never leave the crib without a murder wea-pon Huh, I cain't live my life on broke no mo' And most of these fools ain't shit but cutthroats They smile in a nigga face - and for what? They got the game fucked up, and want my thang fucked up I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin for that spot Now peep game on what Six-Deuce told me [Six-Two] These niggaz after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (what?) And these punk-ass hoes is lookin for dough You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never know Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' paper get low Just like Master P said, "There Dey Go, There Day Go" Bitch niggaz... uh-huh... {Dr. Dre cuts and scratches "attention all personnel"} {"stop scheamin, and lookin hard" -> Audio Two} {"stop scheamin, and..an, and..an-an, and..and lookin hard"} [Dr. Dre] Bitch nigga, a bitch nigga Bitch nigga, HELLA bitch nigga Youse a bitch nigga, motherfucker bitch nigga A bitch nigga.. a bitch nigga [Hitman] I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly darker lights was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe! Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm from the OLD SCHOOL like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right to slap you, like the bitch that you are, that wanted to cap you every since you was mad doggin me with that bitch in yo' car Fool {singing} "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff" Man, you shit on Hit, get yo' shit bust; plus pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' bitch's blush Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh I know chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, HA HA I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble baths You don't want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me No youse a busta slash hussy, soft as a Hush Puppy Must we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen's a bitch nigga! Song 5 Rapper: Dr. Dre featuring Devin the Dude, Snoop Dogg Album: The Chronic (2001) Song: Fuck You 43

Hi baby I know your under a lot of pressure at your work and all And I do understand You have no idea how much I understand But you also don't have any idea how much I love you I love you so much I think about you I feel you in my arms I miss you.. I miss you terribly I've just always wanted someone like you in my life I love you so much; that I'd do anything I'd do anything I'll be your perfect woman for you [Dr. Dre] I just wanna fuck bad bitches All them nights I never had bitches Now I'm all up in that ass bitches Mad at 'cha boyfriend, aint 'cha? You'se a bad girl, gotta spank ya Gotta thank ya for that head clinic Explicit, hella photogenic And tell your friends where the dick's at Where they can get hit and won't get back to they soulmate Before you kiss 'em use Colgate "She Swallowed It!" Yeah the bitch took the whole eight and ran with it, then let Mel-Man hit it and Hit the Man hit it; damn bitches Man, this is what I'm talkin about Chicken-head, chicken-fed, with a dick in your mouth Out and about with your nigga like it never took place (Airtouched) Next time you need a taste Chorus: I just wanna fuuuuuck you No touchin and rubbin gul, you got a husband who loves.. you.. Don't need you all in mine I just wanna fuuuuuck you We can't be kissin and huggin gul, you got a husband who loves.. you.. You need to give him your quality time [Devin the Dude] You got the number, it's on you to make the call You know I cum quick; help you re-decorate your walls Cut your backyard, don't have to act hard to get the cock And if I'm goin too far, I take it out and wipe it off 44 and put it back up, and keep going You tryin to hide it from your husband but I know he be knowin that your pussy's been tampered with Then you show him the new trick of how you can lick it, smoke a cancer stick You be workin it like a dancer bitch, it's hard on me Not to give you all of my time, that you wanted You can give me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed I'd rather spend my mornin diggin through some records instead But, tonight, I guess it'd be aight if we can touch bases Hookup somewhere and exchange some "Fuck Faces" I know your man's lookin for ya, he's always tryin to run ya Don't worry bout me handcuffin gul cause I just wanna fuck witchu [Snoop Dogg] .. fuck witchu On the sneak tip, on some creep shit So whatcha gon' do, ya freak bitch? You, actin, like you, don't, do, dicks That's the kinda bitch I hate fuckin wit Baby was a virgin, that's what she said So I gave her some Hennesey, she gave me some head I fucked her on the flo', so I wouldn't mess up my bed Then Lil' 1/2 Dead put his dick on her head Take that bitch home, and give her a bone And give her the number to my cellular phone Man, she blowin up my pager, the shit's gettin major A favor for a favor, this dick is what I gave her Somethin to go by, and bitches know why Stuff dick in they mouth, and then I'm out (see-ya!) Twenty-fo' seven, Dre, Snoop, and Devin We servin' these hoes, and never lovin these hoes, beotch!

Song 1 Rapper: Eminem Album: Slim Shady LP (1999) Song: Cum On Everybody [Girl] Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! Shit [Em] Yo, mic check 45

Testing one, two, um... twelve (whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz) [Em] This is my dance song (Outsidaz) Can you hear me? (Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee) [Em] Aight, ay turn my headphones up (bust it bust it) My favoite color is red, like the blood shed from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead Women all grabbin at my shishkabob Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve (I can't stand white people!) You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*} I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show (Yo can you sign this right here?) I just remembered that I'm absent minded Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it I'm freestylin every verse that I spit cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two) I told the doc I need a change in sickness and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis Put my LP on your Christmas gift list You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this Cum on everybody -- get down tonight (8X) [Eminem]Yo.. yo yo yo yo I tried suicide once and I'll try it again That's why I write songs where I die at the end Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck and I was wavin it at everybody screamin, "I suck" I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd and yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now" Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry (But Eminem this is your record release party!) I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammer and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford

Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all) One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage (ohhhhhhh) And if you ever see a video for this shit I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit Cum on everybody -- get down tonight (8X) 46

[Eminem] Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*} So I told em I was Mike D They was like, "Gee I don't know, he might be!" I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)" Then I jetted to the weed house Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*} Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*] "Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?" I wanna make songs all the fellas dub And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of So just remember when I bomb your set Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset Cum on everybody -- get down tonight (20X)

Song 2 Rapper: Eminem Album: The Eminem Show (2002) Song: Cleaning Out My Closet

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against P icket signs for my wicked rhymes. Look at the times. Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind all this commotion. 47

Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin.' tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin.' Not takin 'nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin.' Keep kickin' ass in the mornin, ' an' takin' names in the evening. Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth. See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now. Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.

I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet.

I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it. So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, I'ma expose it. I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD. I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months. My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch, cuz he split. I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye. No, I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die. look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side. Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake. I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human. But I'm man enough to face them today. What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun. Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim an' him both. It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show.

Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition. Take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin' But put yourself in my position. Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin' 48 throuh her purse and shits missin'. Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome. My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up. It makes you sick to ya stomach,doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma? So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma? But guess what, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely. An' Nathan's getting' up so quick, he's gonna know that your phoney. And Hailie's getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful. But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral. See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. Bitch, do ya song. Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom. But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get. You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit. Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, I am dead. Dead to you as can be.

Song 3 Rapper: Eminem Album: 8 Mile Soundtrack (2002) Song: Lose Yourself Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready 49

To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that easy Is he? No He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes It don’t matter, he’s dope He knows that, but he’s broke He’s so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s Back to the lab again yo This whole rap shit He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him Chorus X2 You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo The soul’s escaping, through this hole that it’s gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post mortar It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows its all over, these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water These ho's don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose it’s old potna, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da Chorus X2 No more games, I’ma change what you call rage Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher 50

Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5 And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don’t buy diapers And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter totter, caught up between bein a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama’s screamin on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail I’ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure’s not Mom, I love you, but this trailer has got to go I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot So here I go is my shot. Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got Chorus X2 You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Song 4 Rapper: Eminem Album: The Eminem Show (2002) Song: White America

America! We love you! How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold. (Yo I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) or so we're told... 51

I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see, so many motherfuckin' people who feel like me who share the same views and the same exact beliefs, it's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me So many lives I touch, so much anger aimed in no particular direction just sprays and sprays and straight through your radio waves it plays and plays, till it stays stuck in your head for days and days who woulda thought, standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? How could I predict my words would have an impact like this I must've struck a chord, with somebody up in the office, cuz Congress keeps telling me I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems and now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government, I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life/ and now I'm dumping it on... White America! I could be one of your kids White America! Little Eric looks just like this White America! Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown Shady lose, Shady sits on the shelf but Shady's cute, Shady knew Shady's dimples would help, make ladies swoon baby, ooh baby! Look at my sales Lets do the math, If I was black I would've sold half, I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that but I could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin' studio's at When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white, no labels wanted to sign me almost gave up, I was like Fuck it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave me a chance, and I lit a fire up under his ass helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got was probably his in exchange 52 for every white fan that he's got Like damn, we just swapped. Sittin' back lookin' at shit, wow, I'm like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now?

See the problem is I speak to suburban kids who otherwise would of never knew these words exist whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss, till I created so much motherfuckin' turbulence straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took, and they were instantly hooked right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them that's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope, searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope waitin' to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I don't like this (Nope) All I hear is: lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, Sponsors working round the clock, to try to stop my concerts early surely hip hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston, after it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom so now I'm catchin' the flack from these activists when they raggin', actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch, or say faggot shit, just look at me like I'm your closest pal, the posterchild, the mother fuckin' spokesman now for... So to the parents of America I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, to attack her character The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress And piss on the lawns of the White House and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy of hypocrisy Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore! Fuck you with the freest of speech this divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, Fuck you! I'm just kiddin' America, you know I love you... 53

Song 5 Rapper: Eminem Album: The Slim Shady LP ( 1999) Song : Just don’t give a fuck

Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady 54

I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The proof is in the puddin, just ask the Shawn Holman I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezing Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion 55

Fuck droppin the jaw, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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Appendix 2: Tables of types of verbal obscenity in each song 56

Nigga if you really want to take it there we can, - Just remember that you fuckin with a family man. Copulative I got a lot more to lose than you, remember that, - When you wanna come and fill these shoes. (The watcher) - Things just ain't the same for gangstas, - Cops is anxious to put niggas in handcuffs. - They wanna hang us, see us dead, enslave us, - Keep us trapped in the same place we're raised in. - Then they wonder why we act so outrageous, - Songs Types of Run around stressed out and pull out gauges. - Verbal Obscenity Cause everytime you let the animal out cages, - It's dangerous to people who look like strangers. - BThuitn ngosw ju wste a gino't ath nee swam erea f ofr gangsttas,. - HTiumstelse ris acnhda nygoiunngg, sytoeursn gli vniing gaamso ins gasgti nugs., - LBoeocokmini natg uosl,d n goewe sc ianll itnh eu gs abmuset earnsd, changing, - CToan m't ahkeel pw bauyt froerm tihneissec en ebwac nka wmheesn a int dw faasc euss,. but - NThigeg sat rwaneg setsatr tehdin tghsi sc ganan hgasptap esnh iftr.om rappin, when Excr-etory ANnigdg tahsi sg etht ew mraoptpheedr fuupc kinin i mthaagnek as nId g aect?tin, Sexual Irr-egularities INt'isg fguansn gye ht ocawp ptiemde u fply a,nd wrapped in plastic, - IZ'mip pjuesdt uhpa vinin b faugns, wjuhset nw iatt hchapinp eitn fsl,y t hbayt.' s( Tith. e watcher) - I 'vgeo ts eae lno te mo croem toe ;l oIs'vee t hwaant cyhoeud, eremm geom, ber that - Whatecnh eydo ue mw arnisnea, wcoimtne sasned fitil al nthde wsea stchhoeeds em blow. - TWhaitncghse jdu estm a iunpt thhieg hs,a msued dfoern lgya nwgasttcahsed em grow. - CWoaptcs hise da nthxeio luasw tsou iptus tw nhigegna tsh einy hloasntd tchuef fdsough. - TBhesety f wrieandnsa ahnadn gm uosn ,e yse: eI uloss dt ethadem , ebnostlha.ve us - KWeeenpt ,u vsi stritaepdp endig igna tsh ien stahme eh opslpacitea lw. e’re raised in - TIt'hse anl lt htheey swamoned sehr iwt ahlyl awcer oascst tshoe ogulotrbaeg.eous Excr-etory RI juuns ta sriotu bnadc kst arensds ewda otcuht athned sphuolwl o.ut gauges - Everywhere that I go Cause everytime you let the animal out cages - Ain't the same as befo' (The watcher) It’s dangerous to people who look like strangers - People I used to know But now we got a new era of gangstas - I got people I know (The watcher) - Hustlers and youngsters livin amongst us - Who got people they know - Lookin at us , now callin us busters - So I suggest you lay low (I watch) - Cant help but reminisce back when it was us - I moved out of the hood for good, you blame me? - Nigga we started this gangsta shit Excretory Niggas ain't made me if niggas they can't be. - And this motherfuckin thanks I get Sexual Irregularities But niggas can't hit niggas they can't see. - It’s funny how time fly - I'm out of sight, now I'm out of they dang reach. - I’m just havin fun, just watchin it by fly - How would you feel if niggas wanted you killed? - You'd probably move to a new house on a new hill. - And choose a new spot if niggas wanted you shot, - I ain't a thug, how much Tupac in you, you got - I ain't no bitch neither. Sexual Irregularities It's either my life or your life, - And I ain't leaving, I like breathing. - Nigga we can go round for round, - Clip for clip, shit, fo'-pound for pound. Excretory Song 1: The Watcher by Dr.Dre 57

Songs Types of Verbal Obscenity Aww they say uhh.... - A black man is a pimp - Well let me tell you the biggest pimp on planet motherfuckin Sexual Irregularities Earth, is her momma - It's her MOMMA that told her,” Get a man that got a good job - gurl! Make sure he got a good car gurl! - Make sure he can take you out and buy you somethin gurl!" - What happened to just fallin in love with a nigga with a bus pass - Just cause you love the nigga? - But I'm the pimp motherfucker! Sexual Irregularities I gotta be the player! - Biggest hoes, on planet Earth - Are walkin through the motherfuckin neighborhood Sexual Irregularities You knew when you got with the nigga he already had a woman - You knew he already had a family - But you fucked him anyway!!! Copulative And then when you thought you gon' lose the nigga - You went and got pregnant - didn't you bitch, didn’t you!! Sexual Irregularities The ol' keep a nigga baby - And then when the nigga ain't around, what do you tell the child? - "Aww that nigga ain't shit, that's why yo' daddy ain't here; Excretory Cause that nigga ain't shit." How bout being a woman, Excretory and telling the kid the truth That yo' momma, you was a hoe! Sexual Irregularities Tell the kid Momma was a hoe, Sexual Irregularities I was weekend pussy Sexual Irregularities I had you to keep the nigga, it didn't work out - that's why he ain't here - but he a good nigga - cause he take care of his REAL family - I was just a dumb General bitch tryin to keep, a nigga that I wanted Sexual Irregularities

Song 2: Ed-ucation by Dr.Dre 58

Song 3: Been There, Done That by Dr.Dre 59

This is for the millionaires - Throw a stack in the air and watch brothers start plottin' - Honeys start to stare. - 'Cause game is money and money is game, - And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame - Now manSyo pnegosple die over these dead green guys Typ-es of Ignorance and greed take their by surprise ass VerbGale Onebrsaclenity It's the root of all evil and sins - YI beet eann dth setriell. .i.t Dmoankee sth tahte world go around, - LYiokue gmoyt g2u0n-isn?c Wh rei mgost guns - MYoo,o Il agho ty s'atlrlaps, we got straps - PAl amtiinlluimon p mlauqtuheasf ucocvkears mony twhea lplslanet Earth Sexual Irr-egularities GTarlikn dtihna',t dhiaarmd obnudllss hshitinin', and without one flaw Excr-etory G'Ceatu tshee i tc'sa sahl,l tthe yg rwaossr,t hthe ass will bounce Gen-eral LNuoc qiauneos taionnd, aitl'ls a amllo aubnotus,t tthhaet 'Ds -aRll- tEh.at counts 'cause - IS ob eief nm tohnereey. .i.sA tnhde droonte It hwaatn..t. the whole damn tree. General BAeine'nt ttrhyeirne' ,t od osntoec tkh aatr.o..u Tnhde f oArf tehrem Ilaltuhm! inati - Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G - Since way back I've been collecting my fee - With the 48-tracks and the M-I-C. - Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea - It's worth 8, but I only paid 5 point 3. - Worldwide, got the triple beam, I slide. - Listenin' to yo demo in a stretch limo. - It's how I ride - cartel style. - Full, stacked to the max now. - A million-dollar smile, people wonder how - 'Dre Day' every day. Trips to Montigo Bay, - with more chips than Frito Lay - Flossed jewels in a tire, ain't nuthin' fly - Straight or illegal - it's still the root of all evil - Young black Rockerfeller. Hell, a swiss and mozarella. - Pockets sweller, gettin' money like a bank teller - 'Cause a fool and his dough soon split. - So when you come across a fool get all that she be gettin' - Ladies, get your paper too - Don't expect for no man to support you - Keep it true - 'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos. - My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case loads. - I'mma keep buildin'... make it killing - Kick back, relax, and grow old with my millions - That's where it's at. You got drama, I got the gat - But we're both black so I don't wanna lay you flat Instead let's get paper, while it's paper to get. Private Jet, 600 coupes that I runs if - I'm livin' on another level that y'all ain't been yet. - Spend a mill, no sweat, water the line with my wet - 60

Song 4: Bitch Ass Nigaz by Dr.Dre

Song Types of Verbal Obscenity Check it out Dogg; this game is a motherfuckin trip man Sexual Irregularities Word on the streets - Everybody always tryin to run up on me - hollerin about word on the street is dis nigga said dis.. - Man I don't give a FUCK about what that nigga said man! Copulative That's what's wrong with you niggaz, you niggaz is just like Sexual Irregularities bitches Boe-ass niggaz General , talk too motherfuckin much (speak) Sexual Irregularities Study your own, get your own -- yahmsayin? - Be independent nigga - BEOTCH! Sexual Irregularities Yeah Bitch niggaz Sexual Irregularities Bitch niggaz Bitch Sexual Irregularities ass niggaz General BITCH NIGGAZ Sexual Irregularities Yeah I'm talkin about you (beotch).. Sexual Irregularities Bitch niggaz Sexual Irregularities and you too (beotch).. Hmm.. Dogg.. I meet mo' bitch niggaz Sexual Irregularities than hoes - look here Sexual Irregularities And I really don't know, but that's just how it go (damn) General Dogg - so many niggaz like to keep up shit Excretory

And just like a bitch (beotch Sexual Irregularities niggaz be talkin shit (nigga) Excretory Smilin in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka- - ka-ka) Niggaz stay strapped from way back, cause payback..'ll - make niggaz wanna pop that shit Excretory If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) nigga stop that shit Excretory We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, Excretory drop that shit (right) Excretory No mo' talkin, I'm walkin and I'm poppin the clip - Glock on the hip, set-trippin dippin an' shit Excretory If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch Sexual Irregularities

Bitch niggaz, bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz) Sexual Irregularities These niggaz don't know what the fuck is goin on Copulative Yo Dogg, check it kick back - 61

Let me holla at these niggaz for a minute.. - Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity - The aggravated, makin these punk muh'fuckers hate it Sexual Irregularities COMPTON is the city I'm from - Cain't never leave the crib without a murder wea-pon - Huh, I cain't live my life on broke no mo' - And most of these fools ain't shit but cutthroats Excretory They smile in a nigga face - and for what? - They got the game fucked up, and want my thang fucked up Copulative I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot - The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin for that spot - Now peep game on what Six-Deuce told me - These niggaz after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (what?) - And these punk-ass hoes is lookin for dough General You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never know - Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' paper get low - Just like Master P said, "There Dey Go, There Day Go" - Bitch niggaz... uh-huh... Sexual Irregularities I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly darker Sexual Irregularities lights was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe! Human Genital Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm from the OLD - SCHOOL like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right - to slap you, like the bitch that you are, that wanted to cap you Sexual Irregularities every since you was mad doggin me with that bitch in yo' car Sexual Irregularities "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff" - Man, you shit on Hit, get yo' shit bust; plus Excretory pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' bitch's blush Sexual Irregularities Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh - I know chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, HA HA - I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble baths - You don't want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me -

Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me - No youse a busta slash hussy, soft as a Hush Puppy - Must we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen's - a bitch nigga! Sexual Irregularities

Song 5: Fuck You by Dr.Dre

Songs Types of Verbal Obscenity Hi baby I know your under a lot of pressure at your work and all - And I do understand - You have no idea how much I understand - But you also don't have any idea how much I love you - I love you so much - 62

I think about you I feel you in my arms - I miss you.. I miss you terribly - I've just always wanted someone like you in my life - I love you so much; that I'd do anything - I'd do anything - I just wanna fuck 'll be your perfect woman for you Copulative bad bitches Sexual Irregularities All them nights I never had bitches Sexual Irregularities Now I'm all up in that ass General bitches Mad at 'cha boyfriend, aint 'cha? Sexual Irregularities You'se a bad girl, gotta spank ya - Gotta thank ya for that head clinic - Explicit, hella photogenic - And tell your friends where the dick's at Human Genital Where they can get hit and won't get back to they soulmate - Before you kiss 'em use Colgate - "She Swallowed It!" Yeah the bitch took the whole eight Sexual Irregularities and ran with it, then let Mel-Man hit it - and Hit the Man hit it; damn General bitches Sexual Irregularities Man, this is what I'm talkin about - Chicken-head, chicken-fed, with a dick in your mouth Human Genital Out and about with your nigga like it never took place - Next time you need a taste - I just wanna fuuuuuck you Copulative No touchin and rubbin gul, you got a husband who loves.. you.. - Don't need you all in mine - I just wanna fuuuuuck you Copulative We can't be kissin and huggin gul, you got a husband who loves.. - you.. You need to give him your quality time -

You got the number, it's on you to make the call - You know I cum quick; help you re-decorate your walls - Cut your backyard, don't have to act hard to get the cock Human Genital And if I'm goin too far, I take it out and wipe it off - and put it back up, and keep going - You tryin to hide it from your husband but I know he be knowin - that your pussy's been tampered with Sexual Irregularities Then you show him the new trick of how you can lick it, smoke a - cancer stick You be workin it like a dancer bitch, it's hard on me Sexual Irregularities Not to give you all of my time, that you wanted - You can give me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed - 63

I'd rather spend my mornin diggin through some records instead - But, tonight, I guess it'd be aight if we can touch bases - Hookup somewhere and exchange some "Fuck Faces" Copulative I know your man's lookin for ya, he's always tryin to run ya - Don't worry bout me handcuffin gul cause I just wanna fuck Copulative witchu .. fuck witchu Copulative On the sneak tip, on some creep shit Excretory So whatcha gon' do, ya freak bitch? Sexual Irregularities You, actin, like you, don't, do, dicks Human Genital That's the kinda bitch Sexual Irregularities I hate fuckin wit Baby was a virgin, that's what she said Copulative So I gave her some Hennesey, she gave me some head - I fucked her on the flo', so I wouldn't mess up my bed Copulative Then Lil' 1/2 Dead put his dick on her head Human Genital Take that bitch home, and give her a bone Sexual Irregularities And give her the number to my cellular phone - Man, she blowin up my pager, the shit's gettin major Excretory A favor for a favor, this dick is what I gave her Human Genital Somethin to go by, and bitches know why Sexual Irregularities Stuff dick in they mouth, and then I'm out (see-ya!) Human Genital Twenty-fo' seven, Dre, Snoop, and Devin - We servin' these hoes, and never lovin these hoes, beotch! Sexual Irregularities

Song 1: Cum On Everybody by Eminem 64

Songs Types of Verbal Obscenity Hmm whooooo!! Shit Excretory Yo, mic check Testing one, two, um... twelve - whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz) - This is my dance song (Outsidaz) - Can you hear me? - Aight, ay turn my headphones up - (bust it bust it) - My favoite color is red, like the blood shed - from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead - Women all grabbin at my shishkabob - Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve - (I can't stand white people!) - You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so - Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat Excretory I got a wardrobe with an orange robe - I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show - (Yo can you sign this right here?) - I just remembered that I'm absent minded - Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it - I'm freestylin every verse that I spit - cause I don't even remember the words to my shit Excretory I told the doc I need a change in sickness - and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis - Put my LP on your Christmas gift list - You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this Sexual Irregularities Cum on everybody -- get down tonight - Yo.. yo yo yo yo - I tried suicide once and I'll try it again - That's why I write songs where I die at the end - Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck Copulative and I was wavin it at everybody screamin, - I suck" I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd Copulative and yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now" - Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry Copulative I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammer - and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford - Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard General who one sandwich short of a picnic basket - (I ain't got it all) - 65

One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet - I feel like my head has been shredded - like lettuce and cabbage - And if you ever see a video for this shit Excretory I'll probably be dressed up - like a mummy with my wrists slit - Cum on everybody -- get down tonight Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit Sexual Irregularities Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Sexual Irregularities So I told em I was Mike D - They was like, "Gee I don't know, he might be!" - I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert - I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster - Okay peace out (bye!!)" - Then I jetted to the weed house - Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles - Broke out then I dipped quick - Back to the crib, put on lipstick - Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick - Made a couple of crank calls collect - "Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?" - I wanna make songs all the fellas dub - And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of - So just remember when I bomb your set - Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset - Cum on everybody -- get down tonight -

Song 2: Cleaning Out My Closet by Eminem

Songs Types of Verbal Obscenity Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? - I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against - Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' Sexual Irregularities kid that's behind all this commotion. - Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin.' - tempers flaring from parents, - just blow 'em off and keep goin.' - Not takin 'nothin' from no one, - give 'em hell long as I'm breathin.' - Keep kickin' ass in the mornin, General 66

' an' takin' names in the evening. - Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth. - See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out - Look at me now, - I bet ya probably sick of me now. Ain't you mama, - I'ma make you look so ridiculous now. - I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you. - I never meant to make you cry, - but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet. - and I don't know if no one knows it. - So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, - I'ma expose it. - I'll take you back to 73 - before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD. - I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months. - My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch, - cuz he split. I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye. - No, I don't on second thought, - I just fuckin' wished he would die. Copulative look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side. - Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try - to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake. - I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human. - But I'm man enough to face them today. - What I did was stupid, General no doubt it was dumb, General but the smartest shit I did Excretory was take them bullets out of that gun. - Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit Excretory I would have shot Kim an' him both. - It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show. - Now I would never dis my own mama - just to get recognition. - Take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin' - But put yourself in my position - Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, - bitchin' that someone's always goin' Sexual Irregularities throuh her purse and shits missin'. Excretory Going through public housing systems, - victim of Munchausen's syndrome. - My whole life I was made to believe - I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up. - It makes you sick to ya stomach,doesn't it? - Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma? - So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma? - But guess what, yer gettin' older now - 67

and it's cold when your lonely. - An' Nathan's getting' up so quick, - he's gonna know that your phoney. - And Hailie's getting' so big now, - you should see her, she's beautiful. - But you'll never see her, - she won't even be at your funeral. - See what hurts me the most is - you won't admit you was wrong. Bitch, do ya song. Sexual Irregularities Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom. - But how dare you try to take - what you didn't help me to get. - You selfish bitch, Sexual Irregularities I hope you fuckin' burn in hell Copulative for this shit., Remember when Ronnie died Excretory and you said you wished it was me? - Well, guess what, I am dead. - Dead to you as can be. -

Song 3: Lose Your Self by Eminem

Types 0f Songs Verbal Obscenity Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity - To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment - Would you capture it or just let it slip? - His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy - There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti - He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready - To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting - What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud - He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out - He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now - The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah! - Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity - Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked - He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that easy - Is he? No - He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes - It don’t matter, he’s dope - He knows that, but he’s broke - He’s so stacked that he knows - 68

When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s - Back to the lab again yo - This whole rap shit Excretory He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him - You better lose yourself in the music, the moment - You own it, you better never let it go - You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow - This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo - The soul’s escaping, through this hole that it’s gaping - This world is mine for the taking - Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order - A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post mortar - It only grows harder, only grows hotter - He blows its all over, these hoes is all on him - Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the globetrotter - Lonely roads, God only knows - He’s grown farther from home, he’s father - He goes home and barely knows his own daughter - But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water - These ho's don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product - They moved on to the next schmoe who flows - He nose dove and sold nada - So the soap opera is told and unfolds - I suppose it’s old potna, but the beat goes on - Da da dum da dum da da - No more games, I’m change what you call rage - Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged Sexual Irregularities I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed - I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage - But I kept rhymin and step writin the next cypher - Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper - All the pain inside amplified by the fact - That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5 - And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family - Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don’t buy diapers General And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life - And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder - Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus - Teeter totter, caught up between bein a father and a prima donna - Baby mama drama’s screamin on and - Too much for me to wanna - Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy - Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail - I’ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot - Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure’s not Sexual Irregularities Mom, I love you, but this trailer has got to go - 69

I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot - So here I go is my shot. - Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got - You can do anything you set your mind to, man -

Song 4: White American by Eminem

Types of Songs Verbal Obscenity America! We love you! - How many people are proud - to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? - The stripes and the stars for the rights - that men have died for to protect - The women and men who have broke their necks - for the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold. - (Yo I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) - or so we're told... - I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see, - so many motherfuckin' people who feel like me Sexual Irregularities who share the same views and the same exact beliefs, - it's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me Copulative So many lives I touch, - so much anger aimed in no particular direction - just sprays and sprays and straight - through your radio waves it plays and plays, - till it stays stuck in your head for days and days - who would thought, standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, - with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear - that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? - How could I predict my words would have an impact like this - I must've struck a chord, - with somebody up in the office, - cuz Congress keeps telling me - I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems - and now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government, - I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life/ Excretory and now I'm dumping it on... - White America! - I could be one of your kids - White America! - Little Eric looks just like this - 70

White America! - Erica loves my shit Excretory I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get - Look at these eyes, baby blue, - baby just like yourself, - if they were brown Shady lose, - Shady sits on the shelf but Shady's cute, - Shady knew Shady's dimples would help, - make ladies swoon baby, ooh baby! - Look at my sales - Lets do the math, If I was black I would've sold half, - I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that - but I could rap, so fuck school, Copulative I'm too cool to go back, - Gim me the mic, show me where the fuckin' studio's at Copulative When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white, Copulative no labels wanted to sign me almost gave up, - I was like Fuck it, until I met Dre, Copulative the only one to look past, gave me a chance, - and I lit a fire up under his ass General helped him get back to the top, - every fan black that I got was probably his in exchange - for every white fan that he's got - Like damn, we just swapped. General Sittin' back lookin' at shit, wow, Excretory I'm like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now? - See the problem is I speak to suburban kids - who otherwise would of never knew these words exist - whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss, Excretory till I created so much motherfuckin' turbulence Sexual Irregularities straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, - and kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre - That's all it took, and they were instantly hooked right in, - and they connected with me too because I looked like them - that's why they put my lyrics up - under this microscope, - searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope - waitin' to choke, tightening around my throat, - watching me while I write this, like I don't like this (Nope) - All I hear is: lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, - Sponsors working round the clock, - to try to stop my concerts early - surely hip hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston, - after it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom - so now I'm catchin' the flack from these activists - when they raggin', - actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch, Sexual Irregularities 71

or say faggot shit, just look at me like I'm your closest pal, Excretory the posterchild, the mother fuckin' spokesman now for... Sexual Irregularities So to the parents of America - I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, - to attack her character - The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns - Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress - And piss on the lawns of the White House Excretory and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker - To spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy of hypocrisy - Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore! Copulative Fuck you with the freest of speech Copulative this divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, - Fuck you! Copulative I'm just kiddin' America, - you know I love you... -

Song 5: Just don’t give a fuck by Eminem

Types of Songs Verbal Obscenity Whoah! - A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em - and like, back and forth because ah - this is.. what you thought it wasn't - It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen - I be the F-R-O the double G - And check out the man he goes by the name of er... - Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady - I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady - I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer - Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer - You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from Sexual Irregularities You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album - Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open Copulative I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then - My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) - I have a disease and they don't know what to call it - Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash - Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass General Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin - You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson - The proof is in the puddin, just ask the Shawn Holman - 72

I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman Sexual Irregularities So when you see me on your block with two glocks - Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac Copulative I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Copulative Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin Excretory tellin your boys that I'm on crack - I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Copulative So put my tape back on the rack - Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack Excretory I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Copulative But see me on the street and duck - Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed - Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Copulative I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone - I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone - I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason - I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin - Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview - I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review - I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals - This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols - But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles - Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) - Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion - Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion Excretory The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic - Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict - Half animal, half man - Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can Copulative With more holes than an Afghan - Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) - I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine - I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin - Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion - Fuck droppin the jaw, I'm flippin the sacred treasure - I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher Sexual Irregularities I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sexual Irregularities Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes Sexual Irregularities In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush - Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush - Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed - Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team - Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian - Too many mental problems got me snortin coke - and smokin weed again - I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median - Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in - 73

APPENDIX 3: Tables of Types and Frequencies of Each Song

Song 1: The Watcher by Dr.Dre

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Shit V |||| 4 Bitch V | 1 Fuckin’ V | 1 Motherfuckin V || 2 Total (Ω) 8

Song 2: Ed-ucation by Dr.Dre

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Motherfuckin V || 2 Motherfucker V | 1 Fucked V | 1 Bitch V || 2 Shit V || 2 Dumb V | 1 Hoe V || 2 Pussy V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 12

Song 3: Been There, Done That by Dr . Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Muthafuckas V | 1 Bullshit V | 1 Damn V | 1 Ass V || 2 Total ( Ω ) 5 74

Song 4: Bitch Ass Nigaz by Dr.Dre

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Motherfuckin V || 2 Fuck V || 2 Bitches V || 2 Ass V ||| 3 Beotch V |||| 4 Bitch V |||| |||| |||| || 17 Damn V | 1 Shit V |||| |||| 10 Muth’fucker V | 1 Fucked up V || 2 Hoes V | 1 Dick V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 46

Song 5: Fuck You by Dr.Dre

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Fuck V |||| 4 Bitches V |||| 5 Ass V | 1 Dick V |||| | 6 Bitch V |||| 5 Damn V | 1 Fuck You V || 2 Cock V | 1 Shit V || 2 Fuckin V | 1 Fucked V | 1 Beotch V | 1 Pussy V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 31

Song 1: Cum On Everybody by Eminem 75

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Shit V |||| 4 Bitch V | 1 Suck V | 1 Fuck V || 2 Bastard V | 1 Motherfuckin V | 1 Bitches V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 11

Song 2: Cleaning Out My Closet by Eminem

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Motherfuckin V | 1 Ass V | 1 Fuckin V || 2 Stupid V | 1 Dumb V | 1 Shit V |||| 4 Bitcin V | 1 Bitch V || 2 Total ( Ω ) 13

Song 3: Lose Your Self by Eminem

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General ( Σ) Genitals Irregularities Shit V | 1 Mothafuckin V || 2 Goddam V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 4 76

Song 4: White American by Eminem

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General (Σ) Genitals Irregularities Motherfuckin V ||| 3 Fuckin V || 2 Shit V |||| 4 Fuck V ||| 3 Ass V | 1 Damn V | 1 Piss V | 1 Bitch V | 1 Fuck You V |||| 4 Piss on V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 21

Song 5: Just don’t give a fuck by Eminem

Word(s) Types of Verbal Obscenity Frequency Total Copulative Excretory Human Sexual General (Σ) Genitals Irregularities Motherfucker V | 1 Fuck V |||| | 6 Ass V | 1 Mutherfuckin V || 2 Shit V ||| 3 Fuckin V | 1 Bitches V | 1 Bitchin V | 1 Total ( Ω ) 16