[Intro: Eminem] Yeah, yeah I don’t know what else to say I can’t, I can’t think of nothin’ I’m stumped Here we go! On your feet, stand up, everybody hands up Uh, man, I dunno, man Everytime I go to think of something played out to say You already said it [Verse 1] I ain't callin' names cause all of y'all the same Plus I'm the king, all my past pain all done changed up All these plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up Cause they know their hands tied, feet ball and chained up Niggas be quick to call me the new 50 Cent because of my relationship With Marshall used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain fuck We the same, cause I'm probably 'bout to fall out with a young buck While I attempt to fuck the fuckin' game up Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is chit-chat You are hearin' bars like your ear against a Kit Kat Shady guys like the Navy, try us, wavey bye-bye Maybe my Glock can turn your top