MY NAME IS: eminem diss

[Chorus]

Hi my name is (what)

My name is (who)

My name is (wicka wicka slim shitty) (x4)

 

[verse 1]

Eminem, slim shady

 

 

Last night was great with hallie

 

 

Going down route mile 8

 

 

You take up 3% of the birthrate

 

 

Your the reason we’ve got a STD outbreak

 

 

Listening to you gives me a headache

 

 

Fuck that last line was pretty shitty wan't it but i don't care

 

 

At Least i didn’t just rhyme random sounds with flippity hippady jibbady

 

 

And then call myself a rap god in the same “rap” dawg

 

 

How many times are you going to relapse

 

 

Shady will smoke a fat pound of grass

 

 

If it were 2006 he’d then fall on his fat ass

 

 

With all these fucking dumbass raps how are you still in the business

 

 

Anyone else would drop dead in an instant

 

if they go against me

 

 

Remember that shitty diss track

 

(yup stan)

 

 

fuck no wonder why you needed prozac

 

 

“Shady’s the best rapper

how could you even think about roasting him dawg"

 

 

I don’t give a fuck this time i was sent to piss the world off

 

[Chorus]

Hi my name is (what)

My name is (who)

My name is (wicka wicka slim shitty) (x4)

 

[verse 2]

People praising your new shit

 

 

Your new nickname is b-misfit

 

 

“Oh honey you’re my precious b-rabbit”

 

 

Wow who even knew you’d become an addict

 

thanks mom

 

 

Hoppin around with some white powder covering your nose

 

 

Oh no but the great b-rabbit wins in the end

 

 

Fuck that bullshit, i’m sick and tired of your so called wins

 

 

You’ve been in the rap game for almost 20 years maybe you should quit

 

 

You’ve got enough money to spare

 

 

Oh wow i’m so surprised you had an affair

 

 

Fuck honestly what haven’t you done

 

 

It’s like watching a shitty sitcoms reruns

 

[Chorus]

Hi my name is (what)

My name is (who)

My name is (wicka wicka slim shitty) (x4)

 

[verse 3]

Stop the tape

This kid needs to be locked away

Dr dre don’t just stand there operate

He ain't ready to leave and see his career die

Maybe you should've stopped at revive

Or you should've stuck to feats After relapse

Come on let's do a legacy recap

Knees are weak arms are heavy

I could kill you with the poke of my machete

Doin doughnuts while I'm screaming I don't give a fuck

What a witty line, guess your start was purely luck

Not saying I hate you

I fuckin idolize you

opp that's a lie

You really don't understand much at all

Your career is dropping harder than April rainfall

Let these lines be your nail in the coffin

Man at this point your worse than Shane Dawson

Just give up and be forgotten

I'm just a talkin head a zombie walk in

Wow you even realize your career is rotten

Know what I was gonna carry this out more

But I'm getting fucking bored