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It is a lumbering, 20-song smorgasbord of wannabe pop-rap bangers, bombastic rap-rock clunkers, half-baked revenge fantasies and morose ballads. Fox'll come to a stand still During an earthquake, urine in your face Cause you're fake, ahh what the f-ck, that hurt wait! Ahh what the f-ck, I just got struck by lightening Alright then I quit, god I give up Call it evil that men do, lord forgive me for what my pen do This is for your sins, I cleanse you You can repent but I warn you, if you continue To hell I'll send you, and just then the wind blew and I said.Quality may be subjective, but it’s hardly revelatory or controversial to suggest Music to Be Murdered By falls far short of the standards Eminem set with his triumvirate of classic albums: The Slim Shady LP, The Marshall Mathers LP and The Eminem Show. Cause some things just don't change It's better when they stay the same Althought the whole world knows your name So on the biggest days they came to see you spit your game Ooooohhhhhhh It shouldn't be difficult to explain Just why you came back again, you hate the fame Love the game, cold as ice you remain f-ck em' all, tell 'em all eat sh-t, here we go again Dan-da-da-da-da-dan-da-da (8x) You can get the d-ck, just call me the ballsac, I'm nuts Michael Vick in this bitch, fall back you mutts f-ck your worms, you never seen such a sick puppy f-ck it a sick duck, I'm on my duck sick mummy And my nuts, lick, gobble 'em up trick, yummy b**ch you don't f-cking think that I know that you suck d-ck dummy? You'll get your butt kicked, f-ck all that love sh-t honey Yeah I laugh when I call you a slut, it's funny! Shawty dance while I diss you to the beat, f-ck the words You don't listen to 'em anyway, yeah struck a nerve sucker Motherf-cker might aswell let my lips pucker Like Elton John, cause I'm just a mean cock sucker This sh-t is on, cause you wen't and pissed me off Now I'm sitting and pissing on everbody give a f-ck if it's right or wrong So buck the buddah, light a bong But take a look at mariah the next time I inspire you to write a song, cmon Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty be-low Ask me why man I just don't know know know know know know know I'm as cold as the cold wind blows blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blows Oh oh oh oh oh f-ck it I'm a loose cannon, Bruce Banner's back in the booth Ya'll are sitting ducks, I'm the only goose standing I set the world on fire, piss on it, put it out Stick my d*ck in a circle, but I'm not f-cking around motherf-cker I'll show you pu-sy footin, I'll kick a bitch in the cunt Til it makes her queef and sounds like a f-cking whoopy cushion Who the f-ck is you pushin', you musta mistook me for some sissy Soft punk looking for some nookie or boosom Go ahead, f-cking hater push me I told you ain't no f-cking way to shush me Call me a faggot cause I hate a pu-sy Man the f-ck up sissy, G's up All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down (shady ease up!) Man chill, nah I can't god damnit Rappers are land fill, drop the anvil These are shoes that you can't fill sh-t the day that happens the world'll stop spinning And Michael J.