„Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg, wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab, I’ll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said, case closed, end of discussion
I’m blowin‘ up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas
We blowin‘ up your house killing your parents
And coming back to get your foster mommas
And I’m as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I ain’t making no more threats
I’m doing drive-bys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
[…]
Have a possible placement as a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in Grandma’s little basement
Dr. Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream „I’m still alive!“
Eminem
--
"This is a present from a small, distant world, a token of our sounds, our science, our images, our music, our thoughts and our feelings. We are attempting to survive our time so we may live into yours." Voyager Golden Record