[Verse 4: Eminem] Lately it seems as if it's me against the world Like it was before my life became a movie And they used to use my mothafuckin' trailer to tease me with But I flipped that script like a refill of Painkillers to pop the lid off that safety seal It made me feel amazing, Navy SEAL of bravery And if I may reiterate, I ain't even need a script Ain't bein' conceited But I made it to radio, eat a dick I still never ABC'd the shit Mainstream appeal but the skill is what made me iller Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla I was daydreamin' one day I would be the shit And if I ever end up escapin' these streets I swear that I would stay here still And if I'm crazy, I'll always be real Don't make me steal an eighteen-wheeler Break all of my friends out of here and take 'em straight to the Mercedes dealer Peel off back to the same block that we came from, on a rampage too crazy for me to flip What's makin' you think I need a switch? Cause I'm Adrian Peterson When he's raging and heated and on the way to go beat his kid On a track get spanked like he just did (DETROIT!) I can't never leave this bitch Sick of bein' treated like we ain't shit But Jesus, I can see just why people quit callin' me to do features And them cyphers on BET cause if I wasn't me I probably wouldn't want to play with me neither, shit Seems to be reachin' its fever pitch One hundred and eighty degrees in here Shoulder blade full of cedar chips MCs just bit off more than they can chew like a face full of Swedish Fish Or Lorena with two penises Hateful and geniusness inconvenience And for the record, you don't want this type of static in your life When I'm makin' you cling to it May consider tryin' to reinsulate ya windows May be in for another crazy winter Cause so cold in the D, it is as days begin to tick away But ain't this really what made me into the angry bitter blonde But ain't we sick of bein' underdogs Don't make me unleash this shit, release this Pit May even seem as if I'm yankin' your chain a bit Or maybe the way in which I'm sayin' shit Is playin' with you but ain't shit changing It's still the same shit and Shady's still a lady killer Since the day I went insane and then attacked the babysitter With a potato peeler, and mushed her face into the entertainment center It's like another plane just entered into Ukraine again Or the Bermuda Triangle and attempted to make a safe descent Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated, it could be danger Did you make arrangements with the gangsters 'fore you came here? And if they mention us