country-wide tour be the outcome Labels want my name beside an X like Malcolm Every got a deal, I did it without one Yeah, nigga, I'm about my business
just slit both of her wrists over the shit Don't tell me bout the show business shit I know what this is, bitch [Chorus] [Xzibit] This ain't business
wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a deal, I did it without one Yeah nigga Im about my business Killing
another level but you n-ggas still can get it its all over 'fore you finish sorry bro this road we end it won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business [Eminem
another level but you n-ggas still can get it it's all over 'fore you finish sorry bro this road we end it won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business [Eminem
the bad guy who makes fun of people that die In plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and
(Eminem) Ay, yo This next song, is a true story (Come here, bitch!) Cause some things in this universe, don't make sense But somehow always seem to fuckin
go to meetings and it's not like like a requirement that they fit into your shedule, we know you're a busy person." "But I thought variety was the most
like little girls Like theyre in middle school, still you're crazy sexy cool, chillin' You play your position, you never step out of line Even though I stay in your business
Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I ain't got no time I'm busy, yeah, fuck these bitches Fuck em all, get money Ha, shady records Wow, Obie Trice Eminem
representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Verse One: Eminem
my life man, bumming rides everywhere I go Yeah, what's up with Lexus' and Land cruisers'? Verse 2: Yo I'm not about to chance it and dismiss handling business
that you and me might end up together. It's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather, I was praying that you and me might end up together. Eminem
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
is dizzy Money continuously spending 'round and around like a Frisbee My runs is sticky from the second-hand smoke From outta the guns they busy, eh,
[ Verse 1 ] [ Eminem ] It has been said, that there has been known to be blood shed Over bread, men who have bled to death, dead Strapped to beds, bite
I gotta tell him I gotta be a man and handle my business I know he's gonna hate me Ahhh I gotta call him What up dogg? What you been up to? Oh yeah well
you didn' t ever surprise me. I cast you out and then I cast you in, put that on your tables and spin, in your mouth or in your hand, the name is not Eminem