[Scratches: DJ Butter Fingers]

[Verse 1: Eminem]

I'm sneakin' in through the back door; booty MCs get ambushed

Rammed and squooshed, slammed and pushed, crammed and mushed

Then I move it on down from the right to left

So bite the method, prepare to fight to death

To get jacked, attacked, and cracked in two

Smackin' through 'til you're black and blue for actin', true

I'm dreaded like a man whose hair is all strands

Crews battle me, sniffin' on aerosol cans

I'm stompin' 'em, kickin' 'em, chokin' 'em, stampin' 'em

Clompin' 'em, stickin' 'em, pokin' 'em, clampin' 'em

To electric chairs and tightenin' bolts

Hit 'em with frightening jolts of lightning bolts

I'm zappin' rappers, singers, and dancers

Faster than you can snap your fingers for answers

Cancer is in the flesh, alive and breathin'

Survivin' by connivin' and thievin'

[Scratches: DJ Butter Fingers]

[Verse 2: Eminem]

I had a dream I was gettin' jacked by biters

It felt like I was bein' attacked by spiders

Developing a fear from biterphobia

I'm holdin' a gas can and lighter over ya

If I detect ya, I'ma pulverize

Dissect your brain, diggin' in your skull for lies

Then I'ma torture with material iller

Than a stark ravin' mad serial killer

I'm more dangerous than a loaded chamber is

A major risk to a plagiarist

So, beware of the aura, a terror, the horrible

Will scare ya tomorrow, it's the airborne assault of the rappers

Either start developing skills

Or head for the border and run like hell up in hills

The choice is yours

Besides, all these noises force me to scream 'til my voice is hoarse

'Cause I'm sick of these jabber jaws and crabs that grab at yours

And saboteurs that bite like Labradors

You're in range of my double-barrel

And your life is in danger, trouble, and peril

[Scratches: DJ Butter Fingers]

[Verse 3: Eminem]

I trample and stamp liars like they were campfires

'Cause vampires bite on my balls and clamp pliers

And swing on my big thingamajig

So, I'm bringin' my nig, Proof, for backup when I sing at my gig

'Cause biters are fallin' head over heels

In love with every rhyme that I've said over reels

That's how I became paranoid

Chewing my fingernails, pulling my hair, annoyed

'Cause every time you bit, it was deliberate

So, I'm forced to hit a little quicker with

An ultimatum, I assault and slayed 'em

With rhymes and insults and made 'em difficult to fade 'em

Energetic and imaginative

Pronouns and verbs, predicates and adjectives

Will reach out and grab you nine times out of ten

That's why I'm spitting one-of-a-kind rhymes out a pen

[Scratches: DJ Butter Fingers]