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 *Tuning Tv*
 *Eminem Snortin' Coke
 
 Tv Presenter:
 Hello  and girls
 Today we're gonna talk  father and daughter relationships
 Do you  a daddy?
  bet you do
 *Door opens*
 Who's your daddy?
 
 Hailie:
  what're you doing?
 
 Beat starts
 
 Eminem:
 Ha Ha!
 
 Eminem & Hailie:
 Ok  Everybody, listen up!
 
 Eminem:
 I'm goin' to  who's comin' with me?
 
 Hailie:
 (innocently) Somebody, PLEASE  him!
 *giggle*
  think my dad gone crazy!
 
 Verse 1:
 There's no  I can't climb
 There's  tower too high,
 No plane that I can't learn how  fly
 What do I gotta  to get through to you, to show you
  ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to
 *Hailie Makes Chainsaw 
 Fuckin' brain's  and brass balls
 I cut 'em off, I got 'em pickled and bronzed in  glass jar
 Inside of a  with my framed autograph,
 Sunglasses with  John's name, on my drag wall
 I'm  the closet, I been lyin' my ass off
 All this time, me and  been fuckin' with hats off
 
 Dre:
 Suck it Marshall!
 
 Eminem:
 Tell  and her husband to back off
 Before I push this  button and blast off
 And launch one of these Russians, and  all
  Makes Explosion Sound*
 Blow  fuckin' thing, except Afghanistan on the map, off
 When will it stop, when will I knock the crap 
 *Knocking*
 Hailie,  'em baby
 
 Hailie:
 My  lost it
 
 Chorus
 Eminem:
 There's really nothin' else to  I, I can't explain it
 
 Hailie:
  think my dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 A little help  Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby
 Hailie:
 I think my  gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's nothin' you could do or  that could ever change me
 
 Hailie:
 I  my dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's no one on earth that  save me, not even Hailie
 
 Hailie:
 I  my dad gone crazy!
 
 Verse 2:
 It's like my mother always told 
 *Eminem Impersinates His 
 Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe  n codeine n goddammit, you little motherfucker
 If you ain't got  nice to say then don't say nothin'
 uh..
 Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' 
 Chew on  prick, and lick a million muthafuckin' cocks per second
  rather put out a muthafuckin' gospel record
  rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
 And have pussy-lips glued  my face with a clit-ring in my nose
 Then quit  my flows, quit givin' me my ammo
 Can't you see why I'm so mean? If  leave me alone, this wouldn't be my M.O.
 I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie 
 Catch a homo by  toe, man, I don't know no more
 Am I the only fuckin' one  normal any more?
 
 Hailie:
 Dad!
 
 Chorus
 
 Verse 3:
 My  can make you cry, take you by surprise
 Aat the  time, can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
 See what you're seein' is a  at work
 Which  me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
 'Cuz when I speak, it's tongue  cheek
  yank my fuckin' teeth before I'd ever bite my tongue
 I'd  my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightnin' twice at once
 And  and come back as Vanilla Ice's son
 And walk around the rest of my life spit 
 And kicked  hit with shit, every time I sung
 Like R. Kelly as soon as "bump  grind" comes on
 More pain inside o' my brain, than in the eyes  a little girl inside of a
 plane
 Aimed at the World Trade,  on Ronnie's grave,
 Screamin' at the  the clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
 And that's pretty much  jist of it,
  are pissed, but the kids love it
 Nine millimeter heater  in two-seaters with meat cleavers
 I don't blame you, I wouldn't let  listen to me neither
 
 Chorus
 
 Outro
 Eminem:
 Crazy
 
 Hailie:
 *laughs*
 You're funny daddy!