Eminem

Eminem - My 1st single lyrics

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Ohh! 
Yeah!
So much for first single on this one 

[Verse 1]
Shady's the label 
Aftermath is the stable 
That the horses come out erra 
Of course we're about to stir up 
Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth's syrup 
It's the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was was his biggest fan, he used to be Superman 
Now we're pourin liquor on the curb in his name for him 
Eminem you wait till' we meet up again 
Fucker I'm kickin your ass for everything you've ever said
It's one for the money two for the fuckin show 
Ready get set, let's go 
Here comes the bucking bronco stompin and stampedin up the damn street
Like them buffalo soldiers, I told ya I'm bout' to blow
So look out below, geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos
I'm on a roll, around and around I go
When will I stop? I don't know 
Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off
But I know anything's possible 
Though I'm not gonna top what I sold
I'm at the top of my game 
That shit is not gonna change
Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team
I'll get away with murder
I'm O.J. he's like my Cochran today 
We keep the mark from the tapes 
In a safe, locked them away 
Better watch what you say 
Just when you thought you were safe
Them fuckers got you on tape 
You swear to god you was playin 
Whether or not you was little Joshua 
Gosh I wish I coulda told you to not do the same
Cause one day it could cost you your name

[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so, 
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio 
But shit's about to hit the shingle 
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah 
Oh Ah Oh Ah 
Poo Poo Ca Ca 

[Verse 2]
Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic sleeping pills
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked 
chicka chicka chicka ..
Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id 
To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly
Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive
Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free
Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickled to cherish
Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks
Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggler 
Look at me work wizardry with these words 
Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken 
Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain 
22 jerks and a jerk circle 
Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute 
What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it 
rrrbb lemme ask you again 
Am I just jerkin the chain 
Am I bizerk or insane 
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs 
Workin the damn camera filmin one of them
Paris Hilton home made pornos 
Who keeps tiltin the lens at an angle 
Chicka Chicka
Just recently somebody just discovered
Britney and Justin videotapes of them fuckin 
When they were just mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse club
And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them 
Cause they coulda sworn someone said Nuh- 
And then tried to erase and record over it
But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the
Ga-Uh and then the come to find out it was Justin
Sayin 'I'm done-uh!' Come on 
And this was suppose to be

[Chorus]
supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so, 
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio 
But shit's about to hit the shingle 
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah 
Oh Ah Oh Ah 
Poo Poo Ca Ca 

[Verse 3]
Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest
And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear it
All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number
It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a dick 
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get back
As soon as there comes a day that I fall out with Dre
Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!)
So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken,
Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it's a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw 
Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick 
And stick a dick in your mouth 
I'm done you can fuck off
fucka-fucka-fuck offf!

[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so, 
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio 
But shit's about to hit the shingle 
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Ah 
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah 
Oh Ah Oh Ah 
Poo Poo Ca Ca
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Copyrights:

Author: Luis Resto, Marshall Mathers

Composer: ?

Publisher: Universal Music

Details:

Released in: 2005

Language: English

Appearing on: Encore (2004)

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