Medicine Ball (And Mark Batson)

[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 palms
And I'm ready to drop.

[Ver1:]
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 selector
I said nice rectum
I had a vasectomy, Hector
So you can't get pregnant if I buy sex and erect ya'
Hannibal Lecter into guy sex
And I bet ya' I tantalize ya'
And in less than 5 seconds I get ya'
They say once bitten and twice shy will lie
Next to the guy with
Nine ecstasy pills and 5 extra
Boxes of ripped condoms and 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 kicked the bitch before her second trimester
Performed a home-abortion with Dexter then I guess
I'll dig a 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.

[Ver2:]
All my West side bitches throw it up
Put a balloon inside your pussy
Weep 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've seen it all before
Your all too familiar wit' it
There's a penis on the floor
And two balls
So you know who did it
You know you wit' 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'll do what I wanna
Spray perfume in a sauna
Run Crazy Glue and Madonna
To the La-Z-Boy sofa
Fold her in two then sit on her
Imagine the visual for that, man
Who woulda thought I
Could ever be such a relentless
Prick unleashing his angers
But the chick's so old
She looks like she out-lived a life sentence
I never meant this
Line to be so offensive
If you weren't so defensive
It wouldn't be
You're so sensitive.

[Ver3:]
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
This name rhymes with so many different words
Geez
So one last time, Mr. Christopher Reeves
Won't you break it down for me
And just spit the verse, please!

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 my suit up in the armoire
Everyday I hate you more and more
Throw down the cardboard
Let's breakdance if you think you're hardcore.

[Outro:]
The world is mine!