Celebrity (Freestyle)

[Verse: Eminem] There are enough insults in my head to fill up a swear jar And have it overflowing So don't get me going: don't dare start You'll never see me again: Amelia Earhart I'm popping a wheelie, off to a really unfair start I'm past grinding, for me– guess I just be grounded up Like Ground Round or a pound of chuck Tightly-wound as fuck 'till the Fire Marshalls come shut Fire Marshall, down and up I suggest you better shut the fuck up And stop fucking around and duck! I ain't playing this time, I told you I'm out for blood So to say "I keep it 100" would probably sound redundant Like calling a bitch a ho or asking a gal to suck And blow on your dick cock Is she up to screwing? Down to fuck? It's a man's world and I'm trapped in a land of smut With a thousand sluts strapped and muzzled Running through a house of mutts In other words, I'm shutting every one of you bitches' mouths up And I'm watching my language if I tell you to kiss my fucking butt! And ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink, player My farts may have gotten staler ever since I became a trailer park celebrity Maybe my complexion became a little paler Poster child for white trash I'm a Garbage Pail Kid sailor, yeah See me I'm all up on your bitch means I'mma rape her All I got for these hoes is dick, duct tape and a stapler So bitch, you better look for table scraps to scrape up I don't subscribe to the News or the Free Press But homie, I get the paper!