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Song title: Eminem - Nail In The Coffin

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(Eminem Talking)
This mothafucker man
You just won't shut up will you
Talkin about I owe you
Bitch you owe me
I'm promotin' you right now
Yo let's put the nail in his coffin

(Chorus 1X) Eminem:
I don't wanna be like this
I don't really wanna hurt no feelings
But I'm only being real when I say nobody
wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope)
Old men have heartattacks
And I don't wanna be responsible for that so...
Put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little dignity

Eminem Verse:

I would never claim to be no
Ray Benzino
an 83 year old fake Pacino
So how can he hold me
Over some balcony
Without blowing his lower back out
as soon as he goes to lift me
Please don't you'll probably fall with me
And our asses will both be history
But then again you'll finally get your wish
You'll be all over the street like 50 Cent (haha)
You fuckin punk
Pussy fuck you chump
Gimme a one on one see if I don't fuck you up
Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a track that's how much you suck
dick in this industry
I swear that you in the streets hustlin'
You sit behind the desk at the Source butkissin
Beggin mothafuckers for guest appearances
And you can't even get the clearances
Cuz real lyricists don't even respect you or take you serious
It's not that we don't like you we hate you period
Talk about a mid-life crisis, damn
Last week you were shakin Obie Trices hand
Now he's a busta?
What the fuck's with that
Get on a track
Dissin us kissin 50's ass
and asking me what I know about him inspite me
I got two cases and probation, fight me
What do I know about standing in front of a judge like a man
Ready to take whatever sentence he hands
What you know about your wife slicin her wrists right in front of the only
thing that you have in this world
A little girl
And I put that on her
When this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I don't know shit about no shoppin rocks
But what you know about it pop shots and rockin spots
Where your the only white boy up in that bitch just rippin
Pressin up your own flyers and your stickers
Sticking in bitches up after spending six hours at Kinko's
Making copies of your covers of cassette singles
To sell them out of your truck of ya tracer
Spending ya whole pay check at disk makers
What you know about being bullied half your life
Oh right, you should know what that's like your half white (haha)
Vanilla Ice spill the beans and rice
I'm eatin you alive inside, Jesus Christ
If your that much of a ganster put the mic down
You should be out killin motherfuckers right now
Killin motherfuckers dead, kill em dead bitch
Shoot em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch
Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her
She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you
Cuz your broke as fuck you suck your a fucking joke
If you was really sellin coke
Well then what the fuck you stop for dummy
If you slew some crack
You'd make a lot more money than you do from rap
You'll never have no security you'll never be famous
You'll never know what it's like to be rich
Life's a bitch ain't it, Raymond
Here let me break this shit down in lamense-
terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this
and can't understand cuz I'm using too many fuckin complicated words for you
Here let me slow it down for you so you can understand if I say it slower
Let it go dawg it's over