Freestyle (The Watcher) lyrics

[Intro]
Haha

[Verse]
Things just ain't the same for psychos
Guns and rifles, sharp knives, I like those
I might just O.D. by the end of tonight's show
With the right dose, I might wipe out this light pole
But, the strangest things can happen from jabbin'
Pregnant women in the abdomen till they can't have children
b*tches get slapped up and drastic ass kicks
Gay-bashin' fags with tire irons and ratchets
I've seen 'em come, I've watched 'em go
Versace, "Whoa, hey!" Liberace, "ho!"
I mighta bashed somebody you probably know
Buncha' faggots in your clique screamin', "It's not me! No!"
Drug 'em out the closet and across the floor
Went and paid 'em a visit in the hospital
Stab 'em in the f*ckin' tonsils with a popsicle stick
And sit back and watch 'em choke

[Chorus]
'Cause every chair that I throw (Throw)
People sue me for dough
They press charges on me (Me)
'Til I can’t fight anymo' (Mo')
But every girl that I choke
I got lawyers, I know (Know)
Who got judges they know
So I suggest you stay home
[Outro]
Haha, son of a b*tch
What, what, what, what, what, what
Slim Shady
Album May 23rd
Dr. Dre
Damn b*tches
I just took some ecstasy
I'm an extraterrestrial lesbian with a...
Haha
Cut that sh*t off, I'm outta here, peace