Please Come Back Home - Eminem

we interrupt your little world of perfectness
to bring you the s**t to murder conservatives with
to curse and diss, with verses so merciless
these words can just f**k up your high worse than this
{police sirens}
i've killed for less, and dumped bodies in the motherf**kin' wilderness
i'm a wildebeest, and i've concealed a piece even after i was busted by warren police
you think just because i got caught by these cops once
i'm not gonna carry shotguns to blow your wigs back like hamburgers without any top buns
so many damn murders i can't even count one
two black guns, i don't know maybe they're magnums
i don't know what the f**k they're called, i just grab them
i'll be sitting here with a cane and a beard
still insane and as weird as the day i came in here, brain in my rear, yeah
so until i'm wrinkled as robert van winkle, i'mma drop a damn single every goddamn week, people
it's d12, june 19th, so do like me, and go buy three, with no id
it's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
why i keep on ducking under the bed when i hear thunder
cause i ain't crazy, i say s**t that's crazy to crazy people
to make 'em believe i'm crazy so they can relate to me
and maybe believe in shady so they can be evil baby
i like that! i'm only as crazy as people made me
believe me, they'd be just as many mutherf**king murderers
and h****n users without marilyn's music
but i figure i make my music i don't care if you use it
to murder somebody, i just wanna be there when you do it
now the parents are suing cause little darren is screwing
karen and susan cause i told him to do it on clue's new shit
now it's all ruined, the whole world is f**ked up
my attitude's 'f**k it' like pac's was at one point
wanna come join? pick up a glock and just point
now everybody's killing everybody and everybody's bloody
and i'm just laughing like it's funny
i'm so motherf**king nutty, i don't give a f**k about nothing
my wrist is water and freezer mix, this is
audio jesus the repent s**t gets big
so "duro you gotta let it bump!", i came from a hard knock life
they say this kid be rude like this can't be true
i'll suck my own dick like if i had a rib removed
vampire, sun go down, i'm still wilding
bullets travel through the air in the night like phil collins
rock city baby, knife through your throat 'til you're broke
rise from the underground like sewer smoke
it's all shifty, i got all of my dogs with me
and they all rich, and still all of their palms itchy
we'll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge
walking like we talking drunk while we stumble over words
clue, duro, slim, meth, five, nine, hold up, breath