Evil Lyrics – Eminem

Woke Up With An Attitude Today
Not In The Mood To Play (Nah)
Might Start A Feud With Dre (Yeah)
And Ask Him To Shoot The Fake (What It Do?)
All I Do Is Spray, Spew The Hate While I Fuel The Flames
Who To Blame For My Screwed-up Brain?
You Could Say In The Proof I’m A Human A-to-the-k (Aw)
(“Hailie, Look”)
Look At Them Two Little Beautiful Pewter Gray Poodles,
How Cute Are They? (Yeah)
Well, Looks Like Them Pooches Are Screwed Today (Huh?)
Stuck In My Ruthless Ways, And I Refuse To Change (Yeah, Yeah)
Nothing To Lose Again, Guess I Just Choose To Stay (Nope)

Evil, I’m So Evil (Yeah)
Rotten To The Core, A Fu*kin’ Twisted Cerebral
I’m So Evil, So Evil
It’s Obvious That I Am Not Like Other People
’cause I’m Evil, I’m So Evil
Rotten To The Core, A Fu*kin’ Twisted Cerebral
I’m So Evil, So Evil
It’s Obvious That I Am Not Like Other People (Yeah)

My Medicine Cabinet’s Big Enough To Fit A Cab In It
Tablets, I Split, Like, Half Of This Capsule
It’s Travelin’ Like A Javelin Through My Abdomen, My Stomach’s Unravelin’
Might End Up Havin’ Slim Say Some Shit You Feel Fu*ked Up For Laughin’ At
Yeah, And I’m Phenomenal At It (What?), And That’s Problematic (What?)
But If Y’all Are Fanatics (Huh?), Maybe I’m Your Habit (Yeah)
And I Got All The Dope Too, Send Me All Them Addicts (What? Get ’em Off)
And Watch Me Shoot ’em Up Like Semi-automatics (Pew-pew, Come On)
Slim Snaps Like A Chin-strap
Had My Share Of Lows, Yeah, Now I’m The Exact (What?)
Opposite, Just Like A Prostitute When She’s Gettin’ Smacked (Ow)
Pimp Slaps, Only Way I’m Hittin’ My Bottom, B!tch (B!tch, Haha)
(Yeah, Take ’em Back) I Was Five When They Tried To Say
I Stuck A Live Grenade Up Inside Of A Microwave
I Behave Like A Child, Ayy
Even Win Stakes As High As The Price Of An Angus Either Way
By The Way, I Think I Just Gave Skylar Gray Hepatitis A (Ew)
But When It’s Sink Or Swim, I Just Say, “It’s Not Me, It’s Him” (Sorry)
There’s A Demon Who’s Deep Within
All I Need Is Envy, Or Weed, Or Henny, Or Jim Beam Or Remy
Or Seagram’s Gin Just To Get Underneath Your Skin
I Would Like You To Meet My Twin

Evil, I’m So Evil
Rotten To The Core, A Fu*kin’ Twisted Cerebral
I’m So Evil, So Evil
It’s Obvious That I Am Not Like Other People
’cause I’m Evil, I’m So Evil
Rotten To The Core, A Fu*kin’ Twisted Cerebral
I’m So Evil, So Evil
It’s Obvious That I Am Not Like Other People (Look It Up)

Holy Shit, Kate Jenner Just Flipped (Yo)
Told Me Not To Shit Off And Quit, And Get Off Her D!ck (Damn)
But I’ve Had A Bad Day, I Just Slapped Dre
“Do Not Tell Me What I Can’t Say” (Why?)
“That’s Gay” (“What’s Wrong With That?”)
And Not The Good Kinda Gay Either (What?)
Where Two Men Fu*k Each Other And Hate Beaver (Woah)
What The Fu*k? Wait, We’ve Established I’m Straight
See, The Way They Try To Make Me The Devil, The Atheist (Yo, Oh)
Shit Can Get A Lot Worse, These Are My First Thoughts
Johnny Walker, That’s My Third Shot (Yeah)
I Don’t Stop ’til The Shots Are Popped For Blocks
Got The Mossberg Cocked, Double Choppers, Two Glocks
Hit The Tupac Shirt, Doctors And Boxers, Drop (Look It Up)
As I’m Up In The Oxford (The Fu*k?)
So Much Ammunition, I Sweat Lead
And Just Bought You A New Bedspread For Your Deathbed (Haha)
And I Just Got It Made Like Special Ed Said
Word To Redman, I’m A Meth-head
Used To Get Fed Pet Meds By My Redneck Stepdad
’til I Beat His A*s To Death With A Cassette Deck (Ah)
So Much Bloodshed That When He Bled From His Head Gash (Yeah)
It’s Kinda Like I’m A Bookworm (Huh?)
’cause I Ain’t Stoppin’ ’til Everything Gets Read
Call This Sex Ed With A Splash Of Necrophilia (What?)
’cause When I Say That I’m Really The Evilest,
I’m Fu*kin’ Deada*s (I’m Fu*kin’ Deada*s)
Haha, Maybe What I Need Now More Than Likely’s A Psych Eval’
Mama, How Do You Like Me Now? (Huh?)
Are You Proud Of Me Yet, Debbie? (Huh?)
I Done Turned My Whole Life Around
But I Think I’m Just Like You Now, ’cause I Turned Out So Fu*kin’

Evil, I’m So Evil
Rotten To The Core, A Fu*kin’ Twisted Cerebral
I’m So Evil, So Evil
It’s Obvious That I Am Not Like Other People
’cause I’m Evil, I’m So Evil
Rotten To The Core, A Fu*kin’ Twisted Cerebral
I’m So Evil, So Evil
It’s Obvious That I Am Not Like Other People