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Prescribed by Dr. Dre
Mathers, Marshall
8 Mile Road, Detroit MI
Take 1 tablet(s) one
time(s) daily at 3am.
QTY
313
COUNSEL
[Y]
Reills: 05-19-09
250MG CAPSULES
Proof, No matter how much time
passes, not a day goes by that I don’t
think of you. If it weren’t for you, I
would not be where I am today and
we both know it. I tried to write a
song for you but nothing was good
enough, so I’m dedicating them all to
you- and you’d be happy to know that
I spazzed out on ‘em again! I know
you wouldn’t have it any other way!
Fuck ‘em all -- let’s get ‘em!
P.S. I’m sober now, I know you’d be
proud. I love you Doody, I’ll never forget
you. Love, Doody
3 a.m.
Intro
There is no escaping… (echo)/ There’s
no place to hide… (echo)/ You scream
someone save me… (echo)/ But they don’t
pay no mind… (echo)/ Goodbye… (echo)
Verse 1
Your walkin’ down a horror corridor
it’s almost 4 in the mornin’ and you’re in
a/ nightmare it’s horrible/ right there’s the
coroner waitin’ for ya ta/ turn the corner so
he can corner ya you’re a goner he’s onto
ya/ out the corner of his cornea he just saw
ya run/ all you want is to rest cause you can’t
run anymore your done/ all he wants is to kill
you in front of an audience/ while everybody
is watching in the party applauding it/ here
I sit while I’m caught up in deep thought
again/ contemplating my next plot again/
swallowin’ the Klonopin while I’m noddin’ in
and out on the ottoman/ at the Ramada Inn
holdin’ onto the pill bottle then/ lick my fi nger
and swirl it round the bottom and make sure
I got all of it/ wake up naked at McDonald’s
with/ blood all over me dead bodies behind
the counter shit/ guess I must’a just blacked
out again, not again…
Chorus
It’s three
a.m. in the morning, put my key in the door
and/ bodies layin’ all over the fl oor and/
I don’t remember how they got there but I
guess I must of killed ‘em, killed ‘em/ I said,
it’s three a.m. in the morning, put my key in
the door and/ bodies laying all over the fl oor
and/ I don’t remember how they got there
but I guess I must of killed ‘em, killed ‘em…
Verse 2
Sitting nude in my living room, it’s
almost noon/ I wonder what’s on the tube
maybe they’ll show some boobs/ surfi n’
every channel until I fi nd Hannah Montana
then/ I reach for the aloe and lanolin/ bust
all over the wall panellin’/ dismantlin’ every
candle on top of the fi re place mantel and/
grab my fl annel and my bandanna then kiss
the naked mannequin man again/ you can
see him standin’ in my front window if you
look in/ I’m just a hooligan whose used to
using hallucinogens/ causin’ illusions again/
brain contusions again, cutting and bruising
the skin/ razors scissors and pins, Jesus
when does it end?/ Phases that I go through,
days that I’m so confused/ days that I don’t
know who, gave these molecules to/ me
what am I gon’ do? /Hey the prodigal son,
the diabolical one/ very methodical when I
slaughter ‘dem.
Chorus Bridge
She puts
the lotion in the bucket, it puts the lotion on
the skin/ or else it gets the hose again, she
puts the lotion in the bucket, it puts the lotion
on the skin/ or else it gets the hose again
Verse 3
I cut and I slash slice and gash last
night was a blast/ I cant quite remember
when I had that/ much fun off a half-pint of
the Jack, my last Vic and-a-half/ a fl ashlight
up Kim Kardashian’s ass/ I remember the
fi rst time I dismembered a family member/
December I think it was, I was having drinks
with my cousin/ I wrapped him in Christmas
lights pushed him into the stinkin’ tub/ cut
him up into pieces and just when I went to
drink his blood/ I thought I oughtta drink his
bathwater that oughtta be fun/ that’s when
my days of serial murder manslaughter
begun/ the sight of blood excites me that
might be an artery son/ your blood curling
screams just don’t seem to bother me none/
it’s 3 a.m. and here I come so you should
probably run/ a secret passage way around
here man there’s got to be one/ oh no there’s
probably none he can scream all he wants/
top of his lungs but ain’t no stoppin’ me from
choppin’ him up-up.
Chorus
but all this huffi n’ and puffi n’ wasn’t what it
was either/ it was neither, I was buzzin’ but it
wasn’t what she thought/ pee in a tea cup?
Bitch you ain’t my keeper/ I’m sleepin’, what
the fuck you keep on fuckin’ with me for?/
slut you need to leave me the/ fuck alone
I ain’t playing, go fi nd you a white crayon
and color a fucking zebra
(Chorus)Verse 2
Wait a minute, this ain’t dinner this is paint
thinner/ ”you ate it yesterday I ain’t hear no
complaints did I?/ now here’s a plate full of
pain killers, now just wait ‘till I/ crush the
valium and put it in your potatoes ya’/ little
motherfucker I’ll make ya sit there and make
that re-/ tarded fucking face without even
tastin’ it/ you better lick the fuckin’ plate
you ain’t wastin’ it/ put your face in it, ‘fore
I throw you in the basement again/ and I
ain’t givin’ in, your gonna just sit there in one
fuckin’ place fi nnickin’ till next Thanksgivin’
and/ if you still ain’t fi nished it, I’ll use the
same shit again/ then when I make spinach
dip it’ll be placed in the shit/ you little shit
wanna sit there and play innocent?/ a rack
fell and hit me it K-Mart and they witnessed
it/ child support your father he ain’t sent
the shit/ and so what if he did, it’s none of
your dang business kid!”
(Bridge)
My mom,
there’s no one else quite like my mom/ I
know I should let bygones be bygones/ but
she’s the reason why I am high on what I’m
high on/ becuz
(Chorus) Verse 3
Man I
never thought that I could ever be/ a drug
addict naw, fuck that I can’t have it happen
to me/ but that’s actually what has ended
up happening/ a tragedy, the fuckin’ past
ended up catchin’ me/ and that’s probably
where I got acquainted with the taste ain’t it/
pharmaceuticals are the bomb ma beautiful/
she killed the fuckin’ dog with the medicine
she done fed it/ feed it a fuckin’ aspirin and
say that it has a headache/ ”here want a
snack you hungry you fuckin’ brat?/ look at
that it’s a Xanax take it and take a nap/ eat
it” but I don’t need it, “well fuck it then break
it up/ take a little piece and beat it before you
wake Nathan up”/ alright ma you win, I don’t
feel like arguin’/ I’ll do it, pop it gobble it and
start wobblin’/ stumble hobble tumble slip
trip then I fall in bed/ with a bottle of meds
and a Heath Ledger bobble head
(Chorus)
My Mom
(Chorus)
My mom loved valium and lots of
drugs/ that’s why I am like I am cause I’m
like her/ because my mom loved valium
and lots of drugs/ that’s why I’m on what
I’m on cause I’m my mom
Verse 1
My mom
my mom, I know you’re probably tired of
hearing ‘bout my mom oh-ho whoa-ho/ but
this is just a story of when I was just a shorty
and how I became hooked on va-al-iu-um/
valium was in everything, food that I ate/ the
water that I drank, fuckin’ peas on my plate/
she sprinkled just enough of it to season my
steak/ so every day I’d have at least three
stomach aches/ now tell me, what kinda
mother would wanna see her/ son grow
up to be an under-a-fucking-chiever/ my
teacher didn’t think I was gonna be nothin’
either/ what the fuck you sticking gum up
under the fucking seat for/ Mrs. Mathers
your son has been huffi n’ ether/ either that
or the motherfuckers been puffi n’ reefer/
Insane
Verse 1
I was born with a dick in my brain
yeah fucked in the head/ my stepfather said
that I sucked in the bed/ till one night he
snuck in and said, “we’re going out back- I
want my dick sucked in the shed”/ can’t we
just play with Teddy Ruxpin instead?/ ”After
I fuck you in the butt get some head/ bust a
nut get some rest”/ the next day my mother
said “I don’t know what the fucks up with this
kid/ the bastard won’t even eat nothin he’s
fed/ he just hung himself in the bedroom he’s
dead”/ ”Debbie don’t let that fucker get you
upset/ go in there stick a fuckin’ cigarette to
his neck/ I bet you he’s faking it, I’ll bet you
I’ll bet/ he probably just wants to see how
upset you would get/ I’ll go handle this of
course unless you object”/ ”Aw go fuck his
brains out if any’s left in his head”
Chorus
If
you could count the skeletons in my closet/
under my bed and up under my faucet/ then
you would know I completely lost it/ is he
nuts? No, he’s insane/ if you could count the
skeletons in my closet under my bed and
up under my faucet/ then you would know I
completely lost it/ is he nuts? No he’s insane
Verse 2
Did you get him? Naw the fucker
tried to bite my face off/ I just got fuckin’
chased off with a chainsaw/ then he took
the chainsaw bit the fuckin’ blades off/ ate
the blades stuck a baseball in a slangshot/
then he aimed at his own face let the thang
pop/ took his eye out picked it up and played
pang-pong/ then he played pang-pong with
his own dang dong/ that motherfucker’s
got nuts like Kang Kong/ then he set the
lawnmower out on the dang lawn/ and he
laid all up underneath it with the thang on/
then he took his pants he took every fucking
thang off/ everythang ‘cept his tank top and
his training bra/ ain’t he raw? Yeah, maniac
that’s Shady dog/ man that motherfucker’s
gangsta, ain’t he dog?/ Shady dog what be
goin’ through that fuckin’ brain of yours?/
say no more, what the fuck you waitin’ for
sang along
Chorus Verse 3
Don’t you
know what feltch means? Yeah- well then
tell me/ would you rather get feltched or do
the feltching?/ Fuck ‘em in the ass suck the
come out while you’re belching/ (burp) burp
belch and go back for a second helping/ can
you dig what I’m sayin’ man can you smell
me?/ I want you to feel me like my stepfather
felt me/ fuck a little puppy kick the puppy
while he’s yelping/ Shady what the fuck you
saying? I don’t know help me/ what the fucks
happening? I think I’m fucking melting/
”Marshall I just love you boy I care about
your well being”/ no dad I said no, I don’t
need no help peeing, I’m a big boy I can do
it by myself see/ I only get naked when the
babysitter tells me/ she showed me a movie
like “Nightmare on Elm Street”/ but it was X
and they called it “Pubic Hair on Chelsea”/
”well this one’s called “Ass Rape” and were
shooting the jail scene”
Chorus
and act like a madman holding a Glad bag
Verse 2
You can be a permanent fi xture,
in my lyrical mixture/ I’m the Miracle Whip
trickster my signature/ sound, when a tube
of lipstick around/ I’m bound to put it on in an
instant wow/ man, what an ensemble, what
an assortment of pharma-/ ceuticals this
beautiful pill dust in my palm my/ cuticles
get residue just from touchin’ the bottle/
never knew I could remind me so much
of my mama/ I’ll cut ya like Dahmer, pull a
butcher knife on ya/ the size of a sword, boy
I’m like the fuckin’ Red Sonja/ get it stuck
in your cornea, nice knowing ya, Norman/
your so fucking annoyin’ drop the shovel
boy, you don’t know what fuck your doing/
I ain’t playin’ no fuckin’ more/ Nick Cannon
ya prick I wish ya luck with the fuckin’ whore,
every minute there’s a sucker born/ snuck
up on Malachi/ made the motherfucker
suck on a shuck of corn/ shuck of, shuck
of corn, shuck of corn/ hit Jason in the face
with a hockey puck and told him it’s fucking
on/ man what the fuck are ya doin’?/ Your
running over the snow blower with the
lawn mower/ blow on your bagpipes from
Baghdad
Chorus Verse 3
In the bed with
two brain dead lesbian vegetables/ I bet
you they become heterosexual/ nothing
will stop me from molestin’ you/ titty fuckin’
you till your breast nipple fl esh tickles my
testicles/ is what I said, to the two conjoined
twins/ how’s it going girlfriends? You need
a boyfriend?/ You need some ointment?
Just set up an appointment/ whose gonna
see the doctor fi rst we’ll do a coin fl ip/ I just
got my one year sobriety coin chip/ when the
bad get going, how bad does the going get?/
Baby you shouldn’t have any trouble rubbing
groins with/ each other especially when your
joined at the hip/ I’m going to get a needle
and thread from the sewing kit/ and attempt
to separate ‘em and stitch them back at
the loin, shit/ lure the little boy with the
chocolate Chips Ahoy chip/ cookie, lookie,
even took me a Polaroid fl ick
Chorus
Bagpipes From Baghdad
Intro
Its music to my ears… How can I
describe the way it feels? It’s fucking great
man! O.k., let me see, how can I begin?
Verse 1
Locked in Mariah’s wine cellar all I
had for lunch/ was bread wine, more bread
wine and Captain Crunch/ red wine for
breakfast and for brunch/ and to soak it up
and in between snack crackers to munch/
Mariah whatever happened to us?/ Why did
we have to break up? All I asked for was a
glass of punch/ you see I never really asked
for much, I can’t imagine what’s/ going
through your mind after such/ a nasty br-
eak up with that Latin hunk/ Luis Miguel,
Nick Cannon better back the fuck/ up I’m
not playin’ I want her back ya punk/ this
is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk/ mixed
with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk/
Zapp and Eric Clapton, Shaft, Frank Zappa,
crunk/ and yeah ba-by I want another crack
at ya/ you can beat me with any spatula that
ya want/ I mean I really want ya bad ya cunt/
Nick you had your fun, I’ve come to kick you
in your sack of junk/ man, I could use a fresh
batch of blood/ so prepare your vernacular
for Dracula acupunc/ -ture
Chorus
Bagpipes from Baghdad/ when will it ever
cease? For Pete sakes he’s crazy to say
the least/ Bagpipes from Baghdad/ what’s
going through my mind, half the time when
I rhyme while blowing on my/ Bagpipes
from Baghdad/ somebody turn the vacancy
sign on cause I’m gone, blowing on my/
Bagpipes from Baghdad/ I run the streets
Hello
Intro
Hello (hello) allow me to introduce
myself/ my name is, Shady, so nice to meet
you/ (so nice to meet you) its been a long
time, I’m sorry I’ve been away so long/ my
name is, Shady, I never meant to leave you
(never meant to leave you)
Verse 1
You
see that chick in the gym checkin’ me out/
any second I’m ‘bout, to stick her neck in
my mouth/ I lose a pill and I’m recklessly
wreckin’ the house/ that was supposed to
be breakfast, where the heck is it now?/
There’s the necklace I lost right next to
Stephanie’s blouse/ man I should check to
see if my mom left any out/ nope guess I’ll
re-route maybe somewhere in the depths of
the couch/ oop jackpot, yeah, open sesame
mouth/ down the hatchet the feelin’ you can’t
match it/ I rap-tap-tap on your door with a
damn ratchet, ata-ta-tackin’ a whore with
a damn hatchet/ a knapsack packed with
like 40 some Xanax’s/ shorty come back,
I’m tryin’ to score me some lap dances/ I’m
bout to relapse so baby pour me some Jack
Daniels/ Formula 44D and 40’s with mad
capsules/ the bad apple spoils the bunch,
I’m back at ya
Chorus
Girl I don’t mean
any harm all I wanted to do is just say hello/
and are you menstruating baby, my little
friends waiting to say hello/ the way your
titties are wiggling and your booties shakin’
like Jell-O/ girl I don’t mean any harm all I
wanted to do is just say hello
Verse 2
Yeah
my equilibriums off must be the lithium/ I
don’t need to buy any drugs, man people
give me ‘em/ it just becomes everyday extra
curriculum no reason in-particular it was
strictly fun/ a fi fth of rum and two bottles
of 151/ fi fty one people asleep in my damn
living room/ excuse me hon’ but what is your
name? Viviane?/ I woke up next to ya naked
and uh did we umm?/ Of course we did, but
didn’t I strap jimmy hon?/ I’m lookin’ for the
torn wrapper but there don’t seem to be one/
no offense baby girl, I don’t mean any harm/
but disease is something I’m trying to keep
my penis free from/ I fi nd the package and
I’m cool I immediately run, like Speedy Gon-
/ zales to see if I see anyone/ who might
have a couple of Three’s I’m fi endin’ for
some/ my head is poundin’ to the beat of the
drum
Chorus
Girl I don’t mean any harm all
I wanted to do is just say hello/ and do you
happen to have any thing on you that make
my mood mellow/ some are oval and some
are pink, some are blue and some are just
yellow/ girl I don’t mean any harm all I wanted
to do is just say hello
Verse 3
Oh those are
the days they certainly were/ it’s hurtin’ me
to know that I’ll be closin’ that curtain for
good/ (wor-wor-wor-word) I second that and
a third/ rushed to emergency surg-/ ery to
try to fl ush me, because of the drugs that he
purchased/ he’s no longer getting them free,
hundred bucks for these Percodan/ plus it’s
getting to be, where he’ll lustfully search the
den/ pain is hitting his knee and his muscles
be hurtin’ him/ tirelessly on the phone tryin’
to rustle up muscle relaxers/ for his back
and a couple of Paxils/ now he’s doublin’
backwards and he’s stumblin’ back/ slipped
and fell hit his back, boom, heard something
go crack/ now he’s up in the bathroom like
he’s bustin’ a nap/ almost ended it that soon
because of the fact/ I’m just bustin’ my own
chops, while I’m bustin’ a rap/ resuscitated
and rejuved so fuck it I’m back
Chorus
Girl I don’t mean any harm all I wanted to
do is just say hello/ and do you happen to
have any thing on you that make my mood
mellow/ some are oval and some are pink
some are blue and some are just yellow/ girl
I don’t mean any harm all I wanted to do is
just say hello
Outro
Hello (hello) allow me
to introduce myself/ my name is, Shady, so
nice to meet you/ (so nice to meet you) its
been a long time, I’m sorry I’ve been away
so long/ my name is, Shady, I never meant
to leave you (never meant to leave you)
your back, why don’t you put your laundry
baskets in the back/ and sit up front- I’m not
asking, it’s a trap/ you just got jacked and
body snatched and it’s a wrap/ in broad day,
and no mask for this attack/ I heard him
say, exact opposites attract/ if that’s a fact
it’ll take task force to get you back
Chorus
Yeah baby, do that dance- it’s the last dance
you’ll ever get the chance to do/ girl shake
that ass, you ain’t never gonna break that
glass, that windshields too strong for you/ I
said yeah baby, sing that song- it’s the last
song you’ll ever get the chance to sing/ you
sexy little thing, show me what you got, give
it your all, look at you ball, why you cryin’
to me?/ Same song and dance
Verse 2
The fi rst victim I had she was a big one/
big movie star a party girl big fun/ she was
the girl the media always picked on/ in and
out of rehab every four to six months/ she
was always known for little pranks and slick
stunts/ at Nickelodeon fl ashed the little kids
once/ what an event it was, I was sitting in
front I/ was hooked in at the fi rst glimpse of
them buns/ seen her back stage now here’s
where I come in son/ look here she comes
I better pull out the big guns/ hello, Lindsay
your looking a little thin hon/ how bout a ride
to rehab? Get in cunt/ but starting off on the
wrong foot is what I didn’t want/ girl I’m just
kiddin’, let me start over again hon/ what I
meant was, we should have a intervention/
come with me to Brighton, let me relieve
your tension/ you little wench ya, murder
wasn’t my intention/ if I wanted to kill you,
it would have already been done/ slowly
she gets in and I begin to lynch her, with
66 inches of extension/ cord
Chorus Verse
3
My second victim was even bigger than
the fi rst/ pop star icon the whole works/ she
played the little school girl when she fi rst/
burst up on the scene and it seemed that
the world was hers/ she twirls and turns and
fl irts in skirts so bad, it hurts/ it irked me,
it made me mad at fi rst/ I lashed out in my
songs but what was really going on was that
I had developed a crush/ I just didn’t know
how to tell it to her/ should I cut off one of my
ears and mail it to her?/ Send her pictures of
my collection of skeletons or/ footage of me
impalin’ myself on an elephant tusk?/ We’ll
settle this once and for all I’m a tell her at
Same Song & Dance
Intro
(Same song and dance)/ Damn girl
(everywhere I go, same song and dance) I
like the way you move (all over the globe,
same song and dance)/ Something about
it, man, in the pale moonlight
Verse 1
I’m
looking at ya, yeah girl your kinda tooken
back by/ the whole rapper thing aren’t ya?/
Probably thinkin’ you’ll get slapped so dang
hard ya/ won’t even be able to stand up
straight aren’t ya?/ Couple rape charges,
people think you’re a monster/ the police
constantly buggin’ ya non-stop/ I walk up
on ya, well hello Tonya/ I think you got your
OnStar button inside your car stuck/ you out
of gas? Do you got a fl at?/ I would hate for
you to be stranded at the laundry mat/ I got
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