Eminem - Bitterphobia

[DJ scratching] - "Do it!" [Eminem] Sneakin in through the back door, fruity MC's get ambushed Rammed and squooshed, slammed and pushed, crammed and mushed Then I'm movin on down from the right to left So bite the meth or prepare to fight to death To get jacked, attacked and cracked in two Smackin through 'til youre black and blue for actin true I'm dreaded like a man whose hair is all strands Proof that I be sniffin on aerosol cans I'm stompin, I'm kickin, I'm chokin, I'm stampin em clompin em, stickin, and pokin and clampin em To electric chairs and tightenin bolts Hit em with frightening jolts of lightning bolts I'm zappin, rappers, singers, and dancers Faster than you could snap your fingers for ransom Cancer is in the flesh, alive and breathin Survivin by connivin and theivin [DJ scratching] - "Do it!", "Eat em up" [Eminem] I had a dream I was gettin jacked by biters It felt like I was bein attacked by spiders Developin a fear of biterphobia I'm holdin a gas can and lighter over ya If I detect ya, I'ma pulverize Dissect your brain, diggin in your skull for lies And I'ma torture, with material iller than a stark ravin mad serial killer I'm more dangerous than a loaded chamber is A major risk to a plagiarist So beware of the aura, A terror for the horrible Will scare ya tomorrow, is the airbourne assault of the rappers Hit the source to better my skills, I head for the border And run the Galloping Hills, the choice is yours Cause now buddy's noises force me to scream til my voice is hoarse Cause I'm sick of these jabber jaws and crap that grab at yours and savage yours to bite like labradors In the range of my double-barrel And your life is in danger, trouble, and peril [DJ scratching] [Eminem] I trample and stamp liars, like they were campfires Cuz vampires right on my balls like clamp pliers And swing on my big thingamajig So I'm bringin my nig Proof for backup when I sing at my gig Cause biters are fallin head over heels In love with every rhyme that I've said over reels That's how I became paranoid Chewin my fingernails, pullin my hair annoyed Cause every time you bit it was deliberate So I'm forced to hit a little quicker with an ultimatum I assault and slayed em with rhymes and it's ultimatum just to cultivate em Energetic and imaginative, pronouns and verbs, predicates and adjectives Will reach out and grab ya, 9 times outta 10 That's why I'm spilling one of a kind rhymes out a pen [DJ scratching] - "Everybody walk out the back door" [DJ scratching to fade]