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Eminem - Amityville lyrics

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(He`s) Mentally ill from Amityville (He`ll)
Accidentally kill your family still
Thinkin` he won`t, God damnit, he will (He`s)
Mentally ill from Amityville
(Eminem)
I get lifted and spin `til I`m half-twisted
Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick
Pen full of ink, think sinful and raps sick shit
Shrink, pencil me in for my last visit
Drink Gin `til my chin`s full of splashed whiskers
Hash Whiskey and ash `til I slap bitches
Ask Bizzy, he`s been here the past 6 years
Mash with me again and imagine this
Chorus x2:
(He`s) Mentally ill from Amityville (He`ll)
Accidentally kill your family still
Thinkin` he won`t, God damnit, he will (He`s)
Mentally ill from Amityville
(Bizarre)
Fuck my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother`s throat
Hehe, guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope
My little sisters birthday, she`ll remember me
Forgive for havin` tellin` my
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Author: Marshall Mathers, Rufus Johnson, The Funky Bass Brothers

Composer: ?

Publisher: Aftermath Entertainment, Interscope Records

Details:

Released in: 2000

Language: English

Translations: French

Appearing on: The Marshall Mathers LP (2000)

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