[Eminem]
Haha, Swifty McVay!
Mr. Porter, the Kon Artis (ha!)
I told you we wasn't leavin', c'mon!
[Swifty McVay]
I come from a jungle, with a trunk load of punk hoes (nigga)
Muzzle this animal, fuck with mechanical
Gun totin' hazardous cutthroat, cantaloupe can split it
And the Pope couldn't prevent me from shittin' on niggaz
Fitted caps get blew back like bad wind, imagine backspinnin'
into a casket, it happens when bastards try to act masculine (hoe)
A hell raiser, I smack the skin off your man's face
so fast it'll leave acne on my hand when it land (hah!)
Placed in a class where professors came to school with Smith 'n Wessons
just to teach us a lesson, had that ass hangin' up with the flag (yeah)
Parental discretion, I'll send you a video
with me naked havin' a session on my urinal (RESPECT IT! HAH!)
When you kill in the nighttime and claimin' yo' innocence
