(with D12)




[Eminem]
Yo.. I dedicate to this.. to yo..


[imitating Slick Rick]
To all my fans, keepin y'all in health

Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go $#&@ himself
Cause it's cruel when you cause a bad heart conditionin
which I create, cause that's my mission

So listen close, to what we say
because this type of !@$) claims to never be gay, I..


[rapping normally]
.. knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cause I get respect I bet you (boy)

I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew (c'mon!)
And now you hate Fred because Lethal left you
Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood

No respect in the hood, fled to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots, found the redneck in his blood
and said, "Heck, country western rap records are good!!"

So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both (haha)
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year

then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some $#&@in old fart in a chair

sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idea
Figure you can diss me to jump start your career

I punch you in your $#&@in chest 'til your heart kicks in gear ((*##$)
And $#&@ your underground buddy's nameless crew
Like I'ma say they names so they can be famous too


[Chorus 2X: Eminem (sung)]
You just a.. quitter, and you bitter cause I came along

and the days of House of Pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)


[Eminem]
Yo.. heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke

to the rap you wrote, your $#&@in answer back's a joke
And I'ma tell these mother$#&@in fans the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you

You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you
like I ain't notice you? !#$*, I had a show to do!
Like I'm supposed to be star-struck, come over to you

You better shut your $#&@in mouth while you oh-for-two
Back in ninety-four Limp opened the show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you

Took your mother$#&@in DJ and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings

Confused as $#&@ cause now your music sucks dick
Mr. Mr. $$# Kisser to get accepted in rap
quicker but never last, and Everlast is a..


[Chorus]
Aight listen (look)

So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast, WHOOP HIS !#$#
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw %#@! at him

Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, (*##$-slap him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp
Do it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for Kid

Do it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, $#&@ it
He's a (*##$, he ain't gon' hit you back, he's nothin!
%#@! in five years we'll all be "Eating at Whitey's"

And he'll be bussin tables in that (*##$, cleanin the toilets
Aiyyo.. $#&@ this, cut this %#@! off


[music stops]

Aiyyo Head, that's why I $#&@ed your mother you fat mother$#&@er!

[beat changes to 2Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"]


Kill Whitey! - Hahaha
Kill Whitey! - Detroit! What? What?
Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yo
Kill Whitey! - Haha! Look


First off, $#&@ your songs and the %#@! you say
Diss my wife, but at least I got a (*##$, you gay
You claim to be a Muslim but you Irish White
So $#&@ you fat boy, drop the mic, let's fight

Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic $$# dickhead
I keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Dilated, go ask your people how I leave ya

with your three CD's, nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don't $#&@ around with real MC's
who ain't ready for no underground beef, so $#&@ geeks
I let you !@$)gots know it's on for life
but Everlast might die tonight, haha
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed

$#&@ with me and take a heart pill, you know!

[Chorus: Eminem]
Grab 380's when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
but you 'bout to get relapsed any minute

Honkey, I hit 'em up!

Hahaha, yo check this out
You !@$)gots ain't even on my level
I'ma let D-12 ride on you (*##$-made $$# !@$)gots!

[Kon Artis]

Yo! Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Whitey Ford's heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's gettin his $$# floored for talkin back
Little !@$)got Hamburgular, I show you where the burgers are
At your own restaraunt, while I'm servin ya
Drop and stomp your whole heart 'til it stops

Call the cops, I'ma beat your $$# while they watch

[Kuniva]
Ha ha, now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Erik
Where's your House of Pain now? There's only one of you Erik
You a petty coward, you ain't ready to steady go a round
with some killers from 7 Mile to the mother$#&@in Belle Isle Bridge


[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Got in his $$# and now this !@$)got wanna mention me still
this ain't no freestyle battle Everlast gettin killed
with his chest open

Tryin to throw a $#&@in punch, but you just chokin
Havin a stroke and now you learn why crackers never earned a dime
cause you SUCK mother$#&@er you should learn to rhyme
Talkin 'bout you packin pistols but it's funny to me
You ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be me
I'm a paleface killer whale
on his way to $#&@in prison, pistol whippin tail, ha
Erik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day?
That %#@! was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it's all about country, you gave up hip-hop
Forty-nine thousand copies, the week your %#@! drop
while my sales makin records break
Two and a half million scanned by the second week
Mother$#&@er I hit 'em up!

[Proof]
I'm from Detroit's Pemberton Ave., where bullets tear you in half
$#&@ the music, we got an uzi for all you !@$)s
Get the %#@! out of our stereo, Dilated you violated
Now you 'bout to get annihilated, we gon' bury you
Iriscience get choked up and yoked up
All you underground (*##$es get your throats cut

[Swifty]
What the $#&@?! Is you stupid?
I choke Whitey Ford with his $#&@in guitar cord
and stuff him in cardboard, chopped up in a box
with sixteen parts, I stomped on his heart
D-12, Amityville, $#&@ your mother while you watch
Keep your restaurant locked and block your door
Cause we "Hit 'Em Up" like mother$#&@in Tupac Shakur

[Eminem]
You a, "Black Jesus," heart attack seizures
Too many cheeseburgers McDonald's Big Mac greases
White devil, washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over to country

[laughing]
Yo, aiyyo cut this %#@! off
[needle drags, beat stops]

$#&@ him, that's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done, that's it
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise
I just believe in kickin a man while he's down
God damn! I quit
Mention my daughter's name in a song again you $#&@in punk
Aiyyo..