[00:06.20] Oh, ladies and gentlemen [00:08.98] The moment you've all been waiting for [00:12.08] In this corner, weighing 175 pounds [00:16.35] With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and four murders [00:22.74] The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world [00:27.19] Slim Shady! [00:30.24] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle [00:32.71] Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto [00:36.20] O-oh, o-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe [00:38.75] Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes [00:41.62] Now, where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? [00:44.02] I noticed there's so many of 'em [00:45.54] And there's really not that many of us [00:47.48] And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust [00:50.14] It's on 'til the break of dawn [00:51.48] And we're starting this party from dusk [00:53.54] (Okay, let's go) [00:56.94] Back with Andre the Giant, Mr. Elephant Tusk [00:59.79] Fix your musk, you'll be just another one bit the dust [01:02.59] Just one of my mother's sons who got thrown under the bus [01:05.45] Kiss my butt, lick from unda cheese from under my nuts [01:08.34] It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks [01:11.21] It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed [01:14.23] Bitches lust, man, they love me when I lay in the cut [01:16.96] Fisticuffs, the lady give her eighty-some paper cuts [01:19.55] Now picture us; it's ridiculous, you curse at the thought [01:22.45] 'Cause when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce [01:25.50] If I could fit the words, it's picture perfect, works every time [01:28.56] Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes [01:31.00] It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room [01:33.89] I venture to say we're the center of attention, it's true [01:36.86] Not to mention back with a vengeance, so hence the signal [01:39.78] Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio's back on you hoes [01:43.17] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle [01:45.82] Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto [01:49.12] O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe [01:51.67] Got one riding shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes [01:54.66] Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? [01:56.84] I notice there's so many of 'em [01:58.46] And there's really not that many of us [02:00.21] And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust [02:02.76] It's on 'til the break of dawn [02:04.38] And we're starting this party from dusk [02:06.56] (Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre) [02:10.05] They see that low rider go by, they're like, "Oh my!" [02:12.93] You ain't got to tell me why you're sick, 'cause I know why [02:15.64] I dip through in that Six-Trey, like, "Sick 'em, Dre!" [02:18.71] I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me [02:21.78] But hey, what else can I say? I love L.A. [02:24.34] 'Cause over and above all, it's just another day [02:27.19] And this one begins where the last one ends [02:29.73] Pick up where we left off and get smashed again [02:32.69] I'll be damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz [02:35.42] Drivin' 'round with a smashed front end, let's cash that one in [02:39.16] Grab another one from out the stable [02:41.05] The Monte Carlo, El Camino, or the El Dorado? [02:43.86] The hell if I know, do I want leather seats or vinyl? [02:46.92] Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision [02:50.45] Or Maaco, beats quake like Waco [02:52.83] Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though [02:55.92] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle [02:58.54] Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto [03:01.70] O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe [03:04.30] Got one riding shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes [03:07.41] Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? [03:09.62] I notice there's so many of 'em [03:11.33] And there's really not that many of us [03:13.29] And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust [03:15.68] It's on 'til the break of dawn [03:17.37] And we're starting this party from dusk [03:19.05] (And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent!) [03:22.60] It's bottle after bottle [03:25.73] The money ain't a thang when you party with me [03:28.14] It's what we into, it's simple [03:31.36] We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe [03:34.09] I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong [03:37.18] Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on [03:40.00] I'm so calm, through Vietnam, ring the alarm [03:42.89] Bring the Chandon, burn marijuan', do what you want [03:45.56] Nigga, on and on, 'til the break of what? [03:48.24] Get the paper, man, I'm cakin', you know I don't give a fuck [03:51.29] I spend it like it don't mean nothin' [03:53.89] Blow it like it's supposed to be blown [03:55.53] Motherfucker, I'm grown [03:57.10] I stunt, I style, I flash the shit [03:59.96] I gets what the fuck I want, so what I trick? [04:02.89] Fat-ass Birkin bags, some classy shit [04:05.67] Jimmy Choo shoes; I say, "Move", a bitch move [04:08.99] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle [04:11.54] Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto [04:14.80] O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe [04:17.11] Got one riding shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes [04:20.30] Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? [04:22.41] I notice there's so many of 'em [04:24.02] And there's really not that many of us [04:26.00] And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust [04:28.53] It's on 'til the break of dawn [04:29.95] And we're starting this party from dusk [04:32.00]