[Eminem]Yo, yo, I'll start it off, yo, yoMy name is Shady, his name is ProofYo, we used to have a roof up on my houseAnd now we had a mouse that ate the cheese out of the fridgeDidn't want to admit that I was on welfare when I was threePlus, when I was four, my mother used to leaveShe used to always slam the door and sayGoodbye, goodbye, Marshall, I'm leaving, I'm singleAnd right now I'm going to mingle at bingoYeah, see you later, alligator, is what she saidAnd I would always stay at house, freezin' till I'm dead'Cause it was cold inside that house, we never had no heatYo, Proof used to come walkin' up right up the streetAnd be like: Yo, what up, Em? How you doin'?I used be like: Yeah, manIt's good to see you, dawg, but my life's ruined'Cause my mom just left, she left my brother NateAnd I hate the fact that we never had no food on our plateSo then Proof said: What up, Em?Yo, so I said: Proof, won't you come in?
[Proof]Yeah, yeah, come in, what?s up with dat?Tango and Cash, came to mingle and blastTogether tougher than Alcatraz prison barsDrivin' foreign carsYes, it's me and my man compadreBlack and white, white and ivory and black ebonyThey can't step to me, rubbery and heavenlyThey can't see us in the 313 vicinityAyo, Em, ha ha ha ha
[Eminem]What up? Ha, ha, I'm comin' like ha haI'm ill like nah nah, and y'all don't wanna see me'Cause I'm ill with the skillAnd I can grill and I always keep it realWhen I built my garage back after it just got burnt downSorry that my parents weren't always aroundBut it was really hectic growin' upBut now I'm blowin' upSo it don't matter: Every show I do, I'm always showin' upTo the club drunk as hell, drunk as fuck, drunk as what?Can't say that on MTVBut remember it? Little old wimpy meWho used to always dream to be on MTVNow you can't see meI know you remember that rhymeAyy, wait a minute, yo check it out, I'm 'bout to flatlinePass the mic back to Proof'Cause we get loose, we drink gin and juiceSip it 'cause we always raise the roof
[Proof]Ayo, ayo, we all up in your sight like cataractsMe and Em tag-teamBeat any of y'all on some battle rapSee us next time we strippin' out your Cadillac'sHow you like that? Soon you down like a battle axe
[Eminem]I'm down like a battle axeI got a phatter axe to smashAnd I smash your cataracts'Cause it's a Cadillac's that I be drivin'When I be high off fuckin' vivarinNow you can't see me 'cause I'm revivin' and survivin'In the D, every single day in DetroitIf rappers wanna step to me, they better get to the point'Cause they don't understand the way that I do itThe fluid that I be spittin' is never written'Cause I'm always, always bitten, 'cause it
[Proof]Ayo, you make your neck crack like a snare popWe're fresh and they're notSo give it up, don't even do thisYou're wack, in fact you get flat-linedYou need practiceWe stick you like a cactusNah, you're not a guy, you're an actressThe fact is
[Eminem]Here's my address, this is my old addressAnd called a street called DresdenYo, dead presidents is what I'm resurrectin'Gotta say what's up to Desmond and JLBBut yo, they don't help meDo a thing, they never didWhen I was a clever kid, rhymin'I always used to go to school and climb inThe back baseball diamond
[Proof]Hey yo, abort, hold up!Hurt shoulderPeace for Kurt LoderYeah, we're doin' an interviewIn a minute or twoWe're gonna enter in you
[Eminem]In the nude, when we intrudeDon't mean to be rudeBut yo, what's up, dude?How you doin', MTV?How you doin', Kurt?How you doin' everybody else in the world?You gettin' hurtBy this freestyle that I be comin' up withEruptin' and kick your mother in the tummyAnd in the stomach
[Proof]Ayo, ayo, and all of this we just done is freestyleAh, ah, ah, don't touch that dial, yeah
[Eminem]Hold it right there, I'm your worst nightmareWipin' diapers on my high chair
[Eminem]When I was this bigNow I'm still bigger, but I'm skinny like a twigSkinny little white boyGrowin' up I liked noiseI spike punch and light joints
[Proof]Ayo, everybody looks for us to followWe thrust the bottle, thrust the throttleBust a bottle over your headTrain your thoughts just like Cus d'AmatoYour guts is hollowBack up, Proof and Em
[Eminem]And all them wack MC's steppin' to me at Saint AndrewsJust remember that I hate you, and yo, I can't stand you
[Eminem]Bye bye!Goodbye, good night!Bye bye, good night!Bye bye, good night!
[Proof]Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye!