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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Vocals
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Keyboards
D. Parker
D. Parker
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Songwriter
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
Dawaun Parker
Dawaun Parker
Songwriter
Trevor Lawrence Jr.
Trevor Lawrence Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Producer
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Producer
Joe Strange
Joe Strange
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Recording Engineer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Recording Engineer
Robert Reyes
Robert Reyes
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my goodness, what have I done?
Oh, no, I can't believe it
It's like I've got the whole world in my palm
And I'm ready to drop bombs
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the Slim Shady Mecca, Rebecca
It's the village in New York, right next to the Tribeca
That's my sector, homosexual dissector
Come again, rewind selecta
I said, nice rectum, I had a vi-sectomy, Hector
So you can't get pregnant if I bisexually wreck ya
Hannibal Lecter in the guy section, I bet ya
I tantalize ya and in less than five seconds I get ya
They say once bitten then twice shy, well, lie next to the guy
With nine ecstasy pill and five extra
Boxes of ribbed condoms in quantities, why, yes sir
I took the rest of the Lunesta pills from my dresser
That's my kind of vibe, what else should I try, Lester?
Drop-kick the bitch before her second trimester
Perform the home abortion with Dexter
Then I guess I'll dig her fetus out with a wire hanger, then digest her
[Chorus]
I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it, and where does it all end?
The world is just my medicine ball, you're all in
I said, I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it, and where does it all end?
My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends
[Verse 2]
All my Westside bitches, throw it up
Put a balloon inside your pussy, queef, and blow it up
Man, I think that he just fell off the deep end, sure enough
So, you better change the station to keep from throwing up
Man, you seen it all before, you're all too familiar with it
There's a penis on the floor and two balls, so you know who did it
You know you with it, girl, don't front, oh, no, you didn't
I won't rape all the Pussycat Dolls? Nicole, you kiddin'?
I'll pee on Rihanna, see man, I do what I wanna
Spray perfume in the sauna room, crazy-gluin' Madonna
To the La-Z-Boy sofa, fold her in two, then sit on her
Imagine the visual for that, man, who would've though I
Could ever be such a relentless prick, unleashing his vengeance
But the chick's so old, she looks like she outlived a life sentence
I never meant this rhyme to be so offensive
If you weren't so defensive, it wouldn't be, you're so sensitive
[Chorus]
I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it, and where does it all end?
The world is just my medicine ball, you're all in
I said, I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it, and where does it all end?
My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends
[Verse 3]
Put Christopher Reeves on a unicycle with a kickstand
Kick it up and push him and lead him right into quicksand
Here, you need a hand, big man? Grab hold of this branch
With both hands, man, they don't understand, I'm just a sick man
Now everybody's pissed at me
Like it's my fault his name rhymes with so many different words, jeez
So, one last time, Mr. Christopher Reeves
Won't you break it down for me and just spit the verse, please?
[Verse 4]
"Eminem, I'm coming to kill you
Always hated you, and I still do
You'll never fill my shoes, my Superman costume
Doesn't even fit you, they don't feel you
You're taking this shit too far
Who do you think you are? Hang up my suit in the armoire
Every day I hate you more and more, throw down the cardboard
Let's breakdance if you think you're hardcore"
[Chorus]
I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it, and where does it all end?
The world is just my medicine ball, you're all in
I said, I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it, and where does it all end?
My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends
[Outro]
The world is mine
Written by: A. Young, D. Parker, Mark Batson, Marshall Mathers, T. Lawrence
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