Lyrics Who Knew - Eminem

Who Knew

I put lives at risk when I drive like this
I put wives at risk with a knife like this
Shit, you probably think I’m in your tape deck now
I’m in the back seat of your truck with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face — what now?
Oh, you want me to watch my mouth?
How?
Take my fuckin' eyeballs out and turn them around?
Look, I’ll burn your fuckin' house down, circle around
And hit the hydrant, so you can’t put your burnin' furniture out
I’m sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics
While our President gets his dick sucked?
Fuck that!
Take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin' to censor music
This is for your kid’s amusement (the kids!)
But don’t blame me when little Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin' him, apparently you ain’t parents
‘Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d affect this kid
I never knew I’d get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d affect this kid
I never knew I’d get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d get him to hit this bitch
So who’s bringin' the guns in this country?
(Hm?)
I couldn’t sneak a plastic pellet gun
Through customs over in London
And last week I seen this Schwarzenegger movie
Where he’s shootin' all sorts of these motherfuckers with an Uzi
I see these three little kids up in the front row
Screaming, «Go!»
with their seventeen-year-old uncle
I’m like, guidance?!
Ain’t they got the same moms and dads
Who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?
And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear?
What about the make-up
You allow your twelve-year-old daughter to wear?
(Hm?)
So tell me that your son doesn’t know any cuss words
When his bus driver’s screamin' at him, fuckin' him up worse
(Go sit the fuck down, you little fucking prick!)
And «fuck» was the first word I ever learned
Up in the third grade, flippin' the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up 'bout how I used to get beat up
Peed on, be on free lunch
And changed school every three months
My life’s like kind of what my wife’s like (What?)
Fucked up after I beat her fuckin' ass every night: Ike
So how much easier would life be
If nineteen million motherfuckers grew to be just like me?
‘Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d affect this kid
I never knew I’d get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d affect this kid
I never knew I’d get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I’d have a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are
I don’t got that bad of a mouth, do I?
Fuck!
Shit!
Ass!
Bitch!
Cunt!
Shooby-de-doo-wop!
(Oops)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a Christopher Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis, horses and hittin' some trees (Hey)
How many retards’ll listen to me
And run up in the school shootin' when they’re pissed at a tea-
-cher?
Her?
Him?
Is it you?
Is it them?
«Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!»
Damn, how much damage can you do with a pen?
Man, I’m just as fucked up as you woulda been
If you woulda been in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin' that you woulda bought?
That woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it, I ain’t know if you’d do it or not
‘Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d affect this kid
I never knew I’d get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d affect this kid
I never knew I’d get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d get him to hit this bitch
How the fuck was I supposed to know?