List them....try and keep it at one verse if possible. Not sure why this is my favorite, might be his flow in the song, but his verse in Forgot About Dre "So what do you say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way Just study your tape of NWA. One day I was walkin by Wit a walkmen on When I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge But I'm drunk as fuck Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off Fuck you too bitch call the cops I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs And when the cops came through Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches And still weren't found out From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Startin today and tomorrows the new And I'm still loco enough To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew [Record scratch] Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up And the tint goes up to the mid 80's Callin men ladies Sorry Doc but I been crazy There is no way that you can save me It's ok go with him Hailey"
Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxing, a zany acting maniac in action A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run My rhyming skills got you climbing hills I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants Twist the necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog This is the season for noise pollution contamination Examination of more cartoons than animation My lamination of narration Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing I turn the stage into a barren wasteland... I'm Infinite
Life.. by Marshall Mathers What is life? Life is like a big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past it it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground What are friends? Friends are people that you think are your friends But they really your enemies, with secret indentities and disguises, to hide they true colors So just when you think you close enough to be brothers they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back around swearing that they was always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins Tired of never having any ends Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins Tired of not having a deal Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel Tired of drowning in my sorrow Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk I'm tired of using plastic silverware Tired of working in Building Square Tired of not being a millionaire
I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve All this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest And I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out In the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter To not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of arguin' (of arguin').. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me
Better try to stay wide awake or you might be found dead by the lake Soon as you lay me down to sleep bitch your soul I'm a try to take Pray for light today right away why do they try to fight today I must make them pay twice as much might as well put the knife away Now I use power tools how 'bout now are you in the shower Scour you for 6 hours till outage your power outlets How did ya figure out I was down in your basement now ya Must of just heard the sound of my stomach growlin' from down there Power there's no one fowler bound ya the tub they found ya Face down in the tub I drown you with piles of downers around ya Such nostalgia and power such prowess look how you cower Jumped out on you now like I was a Jawa from fuckin' star wars Jabba the Hut be di bye bye, be di bye bye it's time to die die Ought to not even bother to scream it don't even matter Amazing when grazing skin with these razor blades he waves at ya Not your everyday Damien bath me in holy water Melting like Son of Sam so please understand there's no gun in hand Where's the thrill in a hunt there's no fun in that here I come with axe Once I act like lumberjack when I'm hackin' him up with that What was that dial 911 someone's comin' in from the back The way he twist his words in that verse is fucking crazy.
Please don't upset me mama, you lookin sexy mama, Don't know if this the lala or the rum and Pepsi mama Don't want to end up inside my refrigerator freezer, Be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza How many people you know can name every serial killer who ever existed in a row, Put em in chronological order beginning with Jack the Ripper, Name the time and place from the body the bag the zipper, Location of the woods where the body was dragged and then dumped, The trunk that they were stuffed in, the model the make the plate And which model which lake they found her in, And how they attacked the victim, Say which murder weapon was used to do what and which one, Which knife and which gun, what kid what wife and which nun, Don't stop, I like this, it's fun, the fucking nights just begun It must be the ganja It's the marijuana That's creeping up on me while I'm so high Maybe it's the Hindi that has gotten in me Whatever's gotten into me I don't mind