(feat. Fred Durst (Limp Bizkit))



[Eminem:] Aite

[Fred Durst:] Check! Slim Shady, to the mic kid.



[Eminem:]

I don't do black music

I don't do white music

I make fight music

For High School kids

I put lives at risk

When I drive like this screech

With a slipped disk



From a Limp Bizkit diss

I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts

So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit

Little rich kids in cribs

Don't attempt this shit

Just step back

While I prep up to pimp this bitch

So I says to the girl, I'm like

"What up girl?"

"Shut up girl!"

And showed her a cut-up squirrel

She screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her

Slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer

I moved on to two blondes

We were kissin' on a futon

Ay yo baby!

What do you want?!

I looked at 'em both and I was like

"Look, check this out toots, I'm lookin' for cookie puss"

I need to speak to him immediately

They played my video on MTV last week

And just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then some

In comes Fred Durst



[Fred Durst:]

Yo Shady let me get some

Who knows what galaxy I came from

One where a bass drum hung from my high chair

Now I'm a nightmare

You stay right there

I got the fever for the flavour of a single

See me and Shady?

I think we got it locked down

Shocked by the sound

I got you cruisin' with your top down

These two blondes

I offered 'em both a drink

And this you would think

Could get the party started

But instead them girls turned their heads

Opened up their mouths

Smelled like somebody farted

So if it's time for me to move on

Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor

So turn me loose

I was cuttin' the rug with this chick

Bumped into this dude who was drunk

And a prick

Ramblin' on about how

He was gonna kill me

Wow!

I spilled a drink on his shirt

But no- He insisted we should go

Before I could drop 'em

Shady had to clock 'em

The music stopped

The party stood in shock

So I looked around

Grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf



Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

This party's goin' my way

Or no way at all

Why don't you

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

This party's goin' my way

Or no way at all



[Eminem:]

Turn me loose

You better tell 'em to come re-shingle the roof

Just keep feedin' me free drinks till I puke

And Fred'll ask me to lead sing in his group

I'm sittin' at the bar

I'm not bein' approached

Cuz Fred's over there stealin' all of my ho's

Yo Fred save me some

I walked up to these siamese twins

And asked to have a threesome

Told 'em two heads are better than one

Plus I respect how y'all roll together as one

Got a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groin

Stood up like "Ay wait, where you goin" bye!

Oh well

Three strikes and I'm out

I just struck out for the third time in a row ouch

I ain't tryin' no more

Fuck it- I'm chillin'

Get a shot of Jager ahhh

Fell asleep on the ceiling



[Fred Durst:]

Who knows what galaxy I came from

One where a bass drum hung from my high chair

Now I'm a nightmare

You stay right there

I got the feeling for the flavour of a single

See me and Shady?

I think we got it locked down

Shocked by the sound

I got you cruisin' with your top down

These two blondes

I offered 'em both a drink

And this you would think

Could get the party started

But instead them girls turned their heads

Opened up their mouths

Smelled like somebody farted

So it was time for me to move on

Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor

So turn me loose

I was cuttin' the rug with this chick

Bumped into this dude who was drunk

And a prick

Ramblin' on about how

He was gonna kill me

Wow!

I spilled a drink on his shirt



Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

This party's goin' my way

Or no way at all

Why don't you

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

This party's goin' my way

Or no way at all