Habits (feat. White Gold)
Been waiting a long time for this shit (Ah)
Long time no see (Ah)
Thought you got rid of my ass, huh?
(Let me go, you sick fuck)
Alright, here's what we're gonna do (Piece of shit)
You take this (No)
Or I put a bullet between your fucking eyes (I don't wanna)
Here (Fuck no)
We'll split it (No)
Half an Ativan, I'm drivin' straight at a van
In a black Sedan, fast as I can
In Pakistan gettin' chased by a pack of Stans
You know how I roll, bitch (What?) , I'm an avalanche
This my shit, I'm gonna spit it how I wanna spit it
Your wife and kids offended
Suck a dick and fuck a critic
'Bout to get retarded on this motherfuckin' shit, it
"You can't say retarded"
Shut up, midget (The fuck?)
And I've been tryna break the habit
of sayin' any R words
But I'm still an addict
So it's gettinh harder (Ah)
Been callin' bitches "hoes" since a kindergartnеr
This is Jimmy Carter, now I'm kitty-cornered (What?)
Sittin' in PC court
with a shitty lawyеr (Shit) , like damn
You got an addiction, man (Ah)
I know you can't get rid of me forever
'Cause you know that I'm prescription, man
Goddamn, I miss you, Slim (Woo)
You got an addiction, man
I know you can't get rid of me forever
'Cause you know that I'm prescription, man
Next time, I'll be in your vein (Yeah)
Was just a kid from Detroit who knew
How to destroy the booth
And had a point to prove (Yeah) , and I'm missin' (What?)
Venomous, still I poison youth, sentences (Yeah)
I'm pennin' are just to toy with you
Which is a joy to do
Slim is just (What?)
A lyricist here
to voice his truth, sentiments (Yeah)
Got the women pissed
and it seems like men are just (What?)
Off growing a huge clitoris (Pussies)
Yeah, I probably annoyed a few feminists
I reminisce on them blowing a fuse over my points of views
Still I'm devoid of two shits to give (Yeah)
My thinkin' is primitive
But when it comes to givin' it to anybody
Boy is Bruce generous (Marshall)
And I'm 'bout as much of boy as Bruce Jenner is (Damn)
'Cause I'm not a boy
I'm a man, bitch, man-bitch (Ha-ha)
My speech is free
as his choice to choose gender is (Man)
This shit is like opioid abuse, isn't it? (Yup)
You got an addiction, man
I know you can't get rid of me forever
'Cause you know that I'm prescription, man
Goddamn, I miss you Slim (Woo)
You got an addiction, man
I know you can't get rid of me forever
'Cause you know that I'm prescription, man
Next time I'll be in your veins
There's times when I lay down to sleep
I argue with myself
Am I the only one who thinks it's weird, do I need help?
Just a little bit, no, a lot of it
I really, really gotta quit
Something's wrong with me, my God
Old habits die hard
Look at you
What's the matter with you people?
You're sad that people are mean?
Well, I'm sorry, the world isn't one big liberal
Arts college campus
**** you, you're all pricks
Mom shaming, dad shaming (Ah) , yeah
Fat shaming
Man-splaining, blah (Pfft)
Cry babies attack Shady, wah
Mad 'cause they can't tame me (Get it)
Here come the censors, like the Avengers
When they assemble like Prince and then turn
A word like ginger into the N-word
All these pronouns I can't remember (Damn)
They or them, theirs? (Who?) His or him, hers? (Ah)
Into them girls who bought tits to get attention
Then get hit on by ugly men, who are (Creep)
Not in your league
So you pretend you're a victim and me-too 'em (Ah)
Outraged, how fake?
Nowadays some gals they just clout chase (Yeah)
Look at me with sour grapes and your brow raised
Bitch, you ain't about head (What?)
About face (Woo)
Little white middle-age upper-middle-class
With a glass of wine and your cigarette
Bitch, get off the internet (Yeah)
You ain't even fed your kids dinner yet
Parental discretion, mental aggression
My head's a Smith & Wesson
You're messin' with a lethal weapon
Like an evil stepdad
I got an infrared
like the ginger stepkid who pissed the bed
I do this shit in jest and
It's just a messin' up with your head
And if men wanna wear lipstick and women's underwear
Who cares?
That shit is their business, now bear witness
Beware bitches
The Blair Witch on you scared bitches
I'm surreptitious on square business
Just attacked my therapist with a pair of scissors
Like Merry Christmas
Dressed as a hairy Christian
Terrorist with the hair trigger
But with these buttons I'm always pushin'
Pain I'm always inflictin'
Protests outside the Shady offices, livid
It'll make you think that you have the game unlocked
'Til they pick it (Trick it)
Only way for me to explain
it is I'm conflicted (What?)
Walkin' on eggshells
Like if I take it too far, is this it? (Yeah)
Part of me gets it and want's to say I'm sorry and fix it
I'm so
So all my statements
are basically contradictive (What?)
Like using the F-word for gays is wrong
And offensive (What?)
And it's insensitive as if me sayin'
the R-word isn't (Wait)
Wait a minute, which R-word?
Rape or retarded, midget? (Not cool, guys)
Would this rhyme be okay if South Park had did it?
(Okay, screw you guys)
Would it make you less angry if Cartman spit it? (Goddammit)
As far as what I just stated, regarding midgets
You'll probably think
I'll just say that I'm playin'
I'm not, I meant it (Yeah)
Swear to God I see one of them
little fuckers come at me
I pick it up by its legs and drop it and kick it
"Marshall, you're wicked face it, you are addicted"
But they gon' do me the same as DaBaby
With all of this shit
Chappelle and Colin, they're callin' Shady misogynistic
While raisin' three daughters
Two graduated from college with honors
Summa Cum Laude my sense of humor
is probably twisted
It's painfully obvious-tic
You got an addiction, man
I know you can't get rid of me forever
'Cause you know that I'm prescription, man
Goddamn, I miss you Slim, hey (Woo)
You got an addiction, man
I know you can't get rid of me forever
'Cause you know that I'm prescription, man
Next time I'll be in your veins
Ha-ha-ha
I'm just playin' little people
You know I love you
Compositores: Marshall B Mathers Iii, Luis Edgardo Resto, Bobby Jefrey Yewah (Beewirks), Leon Krakmo
ECAD: Obra #45702888