Crack a Bottle (Original Full Demo) - Eminem

Oh Ladies and gentlemen

The moment you've all been waiting for

In this corner weighing 175 pounds

With a record of 17 rapes 400 assaults and 4 murders

The undisputed most diabolical villain in the world

Slim Shady

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model

You just hit the lotto

Ooh ooh b***hes hoppin' in my Tahoe

Got one ridin' shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes

Now where's the rubbers Who's got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of 'em

And there's really not that many of us

And ladies love us my posse's kickin' up dust

It's on 'til the break of dawn

And we're starting this party from dusk

They see that low rider go by they're like

Oh my

You ain't got to tell me why you're sick

'Cause I know why

I dip through in that SixTrey like Sick 'em Dre

I'm an itch that they can't scratch they're sick of me

But hey what else can I say I love L.A.

'Cause over and above all it's just another day

And this one begins where the last one ends

Pick up where we left off and get smashed again

I'll be d**ned just f**ked around and crashed my Benz

Drivin' 'round with a smashed front end let's cash that one in

Grab another one from out the stable

The Monte Carlo El Camino or the El Dorado

The hell if I know do I want leather seats or vinyl

Decisions decisions garage looks like Precision Collision

Or Maaco beats quake like Waco

Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto

Oh oh b***hes hoppin' in my Tahoe

Got one ridin' shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes

Now where's the rubbers Who's got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of 'em

And there's really not that many of us

And ladies love us my posse's kickin' up dust

It's on 'til the break of dawn

And we're starting this party from dusk

Back with Andre the Giant Mr. Elephant Tusk

Fix your musk you'll be just another one bit the dust

Just one of my mother's sons

Who got thrown under the bus

Kiss my butt lick fromunda cheese from under my nuts

It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks

It's a must I redeem my name and haters get mushed

B***hes lust man they love me when I lay in the cut

Fisticuffs the lady give her eightysome paper cuts

Now picture us it's ridiculous you curse at the thought

'Cause when I spit the verse the s**t

Gets worse than Worcestershire sauce

If I could fit the words

It's picture perfect works every time

Every verse every line as simple as nursery rhymes

It's elementary the elephants have entered the room

I venture to say we're the center of attention it's true

Not to mention back with a vengeance so hence the signal

Of the bat symbol the platinum trio's back on you h*es

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto

Oh oh b***hes hoppin' in my Tahoe

Got one ridin' shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes

Now where's the rubbers Who's got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of 'em

And there's really not that many of us

And ladies love us my posse's kickin' up dust

It's on 'til the break of dawn

And we're starting this party from dusk

It's sorta like pourin' Draino down a live volcano

You never know what'll happen next it may blow

Same thing happens to the beats when Dre blows

I talk s**t but my d**k's long as my payroll

I get a*s like a ball player but I'm a boss player

Pimpin' h*es from here to Australia

Till I get heart failure

Look at ya half of ya'll all scared

Other half hands up in the air like Awww yeah

This is our year this is what you call sheer talent

But I think at this point it's just obvious

Fierce they say my music's good for all queers

Cuz I make your ear ring get it piercin' all ears

Call us the Mafia we got the f**king mob here

Gimme the hate and I'll feed off of ya's all year

S**t I'm just doing my job here

You don't want no problem do ya

F**k it I'll even crack a bottle for ya

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto

Oh oh b***hes hoppin' in my Tahoe

Got one ridin' shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes

Now where's the rubbers Who's got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of 'em

And there's really not that many of us

And ladies love us my posse's kickin' up dust

It's on 'til the break of dawn

And we're starting this party from dusk