Eminem

How do you do? Ladies and gentlemen My name is Alfred Hitchcock And this is Music To Be Murdered By It is mood music in a jugular vein So why don’

Ugh, you’re a monster I can swallow a bottle of alcohol and I’ll feel like Godzilla Better hit the deck like the card dealer My whole squad’

«This could never work, » is what we said at first But whatever this is, it’s working But we’re in two different worlds and (Yeah) I’

Yeah So I guess this is what it is, huh? Think it’s obvious We ain’t never gonna see eye to eye It’s funny As much as I hate you I need

Oh, this what we doin’? Alright Amen I like a bitch that like to wobble, wobble Shake it, shake it, break it, break it Nigga, we made it, made it