She keeps Moet et Chandon In a pretty cabinet 'Let them eat cake' she says Just like Marie Antoinette A built-in remedy For Khrushchev and Kennedy At anytime an invitation You can't decline Caviar and cigarettes Well versed in etiquette Extraordinarily nice Chorus: She's a Killer Queen Gunpowder, Gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime Recommended at the price Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? To avoid complications She never kept the same address In conversation She spoke just like a baroness Met a man from China Went down to Asia Minor Then again incidentally If you're that way inclined Perfume came naturally from Paris for cars she couldn't care less Fastidious and precise Chorus Drop of a hat she's as willing as Playful as a pussy cat Then momentarily out of action Temporarily out of gas To absolutely drive you wild, wild She's out to get you Chorus Recommended at the price Insatiable in appetite Wanna try? You wanna try. [Intro] I don't know dude... I think everyone's all jealous and shit cuz I'm like the lead singer of a band dude... And I think everyone's got a fucking problem with me dude... And they need to take it up with me after the show... Because... [Chorus:] These chicks don't even know the name of my band... But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... [Verse 1 - Eminem] So I get off stage right and drop the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like "Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady. I'm the lead singer in D12 baby" They're all like "Oh my god it's him" "Becky oh my fuckin' god it's Eminem" "I swear to fucking god dude you fuckin rock" "Please Marshall please let me suck your cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes Throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on stage So like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me Dude I just think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This rock star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys just despise me because [Chorus:] These chicks don't even know the name of my band... But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... My band [x9] [Verse 2 - Swift] You just wanna see a nigga backwards don't you Hey dad how come we don't rap on Protools Smash these vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a tour bus You don't want my autograph, yous a liar And no I'm Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva) What the hell is wrong with that dressing room Cuz my shit is looking smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see it's simple but All I did was read a Russell Simmons book So I'm more intact, tryna get on the map Doin' jumping jacks whilin' get whipped on my back [Verse 3 - Kuniva and Kon Artist] Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the shit Yeah I know man find himself taking on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue ([Em:] No I had an interview not you two) You gonna be late for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best You know what man I'ma say something Hey yo Em ([Em:] You got something to say?!) Man no I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be crew When I was bout to talk right after you I swear, I swear man [Chorus:] These chicks don't even know the name of my band... But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... [Verse 4 - Proof] They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not Once we sold out arenas to the amusement park I'm gonna let the world know that proof is hot I should cut his mic off when the musics starts Ready to snap on a dumb ass fan Every time i hear (Hey dude I love your band) We ain't a band bitch we don't play instruments So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent And these guys they can find every area code ([Em:] Proof carry my bag) Bitch carry your own Can't make it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!) [Verse 5 - Bizarre] Goddammit I'm sick of this group Time for me to go solo and make some loot I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artist slipped me some crack Lose Yourself video I was in the back Superman video I was in the back Fuck the media, I got some suggestions Fuck Marshall, ask us the questions Like who's D12, how we get started (But what about Eminem?) Bitch are you retarded? Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the group Big ass stomach, bitches think I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 told me to do situps to get buff I did two and a half and then I couldn't get up Fuck D12, I'm outta this band I'm gonna start a group with the real Roxanne [Eminem] Girl why cant you see your the only one for me and it just tears my ass apart to know that you don't know my name... [Chorus - Bizarre] These chicks don't even know the name of my band...(ha ha) But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I blow I know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... My Band [6x] Roxanne Shatan Loves me [Outro] The hottest boy band in the world... D12! [Eminem as a salsa singer] I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their underpants And the lead singer of my band, my salsa Makes all the pretty girl's wan to dance My salsa, look out for my next single, it's called My Salsa... My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off their underpants My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off their underpants, my salsa (Where'd everybody go?) "Cleanin Out My Closet" Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'... Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i've been protested and demonstrated against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the motherfuckin' 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', an' takin' names in the evening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me but they'll 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... [CHORUS] 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, {one more time}, I said 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 pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye, no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I 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, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show..