Eminem - Untitled ( Bonus track, Recovery)

{\"You don't own me, don't try to change me\"}

[Eminem][ Verse 1]
Nah man, I'm not quite
finished yet
Ha ha, woo!

Girl, I think you just might
tried to pull a mo'fuckin fast one,
I'm mad you just hurt my
goddamn feelin' and that
was the last one I had
Does this look like an arcade?
Tryin to play games?
See this saw blade?
See this silhouette, of a stalker,
in your walkway?
Better cooperate,
or get sauted, and rotisseried,
while you're hog-tied
MC's get so quiet
you can hear a
mo'fuckin dog whistle
when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule,
stuntin' on that ass like
the fuckin \"Fall Guy\"
I don't gas my Mercedes
after midnight, I treat it
like a Mogwai
Cause it will turn into a \"Gremlin\"
and run over kids, women and men
Vrnn-vrnn, motor so big you fit
a midgit in it's engine
Bitch give me them digits,
why you cringin'?
Not by the hair on my
chinny-chin-chin
will I spend-spend
even ten cents on you,
since when
do you think it's gonna cost
me a pretty penny? Shit, if I
think a penny's pretty
Just imagine how, beautiful a
quarter is to me.
Eeny-meeny-miney-mo,
catch an Eskimo by his toe
while he's tryin to roll a snowball
But don't make him lose his cool,
if he hollers better let him go y'all!
Cause...

[Chorus]
{\"You don't own me\"}
Now here we go, go, GOOOOO!

[Eminem][verse 2]
Get up baby, get a
move on like a U-Haul, you
can rack your brain
like pool balls
You won't ever think of this
shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, Havoc on
the beat I wreak it; evil I see,
hear and speak it
Lady put your money on
Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same
basket, you can count on
every mo'fuckin chicken
'fore it hatches
Cause you can bet your
ass that, we gon' get
it crackin
Like the Kraken in \"Titans\"
when they're \"Clashin\",
get your brains bashed in
so bad you gon' have Kurt
Cobain askin to autograph
a blood-stained napkin
Unfashionable and 'bout as rational
as a rash on a fag's asshole
Now let's take that line,
run it up the flagpole
with Elton, see if he's cool with it,
don't stand there and look stupid at
me bitch, I ain't in the mood for
this shit, get my dick, Google it
'til it pops up, y'all are so
motherfuckin full of shit
that you're stopped up
Me I'm always shittin'
diarrhea of the mouth 'til
your speakers crap out.
- Huh, what?
Girl you got a hot butt like
a lit cigarette {*chk-chigga-ret*}
But you won't get a
hot fudge sundae from me
so do not strut my way
slut, because...

[Chorus]

[Eminem][Verse 3]
And now that I got
your panties in a bunch and
your bowels in an uproar
I'ma show you why I came so you
stop askin me what the fuck for
Now look you little cunt slut whore,
I know you want more
Bitch it's time to put the
\"math\" back in the Mathers
cause I'm a fuckin (glad)
run boy!
Every flow got it mastered, so
every last word that you fuckin'
fags heard comes straight from
the fish's ass, yeah,
in other words I'm a bass-turd
Lookin' at me like I killed Kenny,
gas in the tank, yeah still plenty
No morals are instilled in me,
so remorse I really don't feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal,
understandable why you're
jealous, fuck an animal
I got cannibal
magnetism, can't resist
him now can ya, hoe?
\"Shady I don't understand
your flow, understand my flow?\"
Bitch, I flow like Troy
Polamalu's hair boy;
don't you dare try to follow or compare boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium-rare,
stay the fuck out of my hair boy
You can look, you can stare, point
-but you can't touch, I'm too (clairvoyant)
I don't get it man, is there a void?
All this weak shit, what am I steroids?
Well bitch I'm back with some
shit for that ass, and your
trunk, Elephant (hemorrhoids)
And remember boys

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Thank you for coming out!
Hope you enjoyed the show
'Til next time, haha
Peace {*echoes*}