Letra de la cancion Can i bitch de Eminem

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[in a high falsetto voice]
uncle marshall!
will you tell us a bedtime story?
[regular voice]
here we go...
Now once upon a time not long ago
there was a little rapper about to blow
but his album came and it was not good
i think it went lead or double copper wood
so the silly little fans they were mislead
by a nerdy internet computer hip-hop head
andquot;me and you, and'clef, weand're gonna make some cash
grab the silver paint and letand's paint my assandquot;
hey mister, would ya care to bare witness to
the ass-whippinand' iand'm about to administer
to this ass-kissinand' little vaginal blister
stanabis, little marshall mathersand' sister
and in this corner, we have the mister
not havinand' it, itand's the mad sinister
dr. evil with his bag of tricks for
this little antagonist faggot dick-suckinand'
ex-ll cool j fan from windsor
iand'm and'bout to murder little kenny fag keniff-sta
you bastard i ainand't wanna have to diss ya
canabis, where the fuck you at? i miss ya!
[chorus]
can-i-bitch, oh can-i-bitch
where for art thou can-i-bitch?
please tell me what happened with
that style that you were rappinand' with
can-i-bitch, oh can-i-bitch
are you from los angeles
new york or just a janitor
from canada? oh can-i-bitch
Now at first i ainand't really understand the shit
picture me for a second and imagine it
chillinand' in the bat-mansion and relaxinand'
when all a sudden some bullshit comes across the scanners
itand's can-i-bitch on some andquot;stan livesandquot; shit
it creeped me out at first. man this is sick
for me, being just a sick, this conflict
gets my dick harder than arithmetic
and i know how you jealous ones envy
i shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me
the first two letters you were tellinand' me shit
like you respect me, like any other regular mc
the third letter you ask how come i ainand't return
none of the messages at shady records you left me
the fourth letter: andquot;slim, you really startinand' to upset me!andquot;
the fifth letter told me you were cominand' to get me
the sixth letter thereand's a bomb threat in our building
this crazy motherfuckerand's really tryinand' to kill me!
so i went back and read the first few letters that said
some shit about a message you left
oh shit, thatand's not an andquot;eandquot; thatand's an andquot;aandquot;
this dude wants to leave me a andquot;massage,andquot; heand's gay!!
right away iand'm on the phone with dr. dre
we got a bogey! (marshall iand'm on the way)
[chorus]
can-i-bitch, oh can-i-bitch
where for art thou can-i-bitch?
please tell me what happened with
that style that you were rappinand' with
can-i-bitch, oh can-i-bitch
are you from los angeles
new york or just a janitor
from canada? oh can-i-bitch
So in two seconds flat dreand's at my crib
the funny thing is we both know where this kid lives
and neither one of us have canadian citizenship
shit. oh dre, wait a mintue thatand's it
all we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost
we can fly over the border andquot;letand's goandquot; [woosh!]
so weand're off to toronto and weand're gaininand' speed
[boosh!] (what was that? oh) jermaine dupri
fuck it, keep goinand' no time to waste
wait, backup hit him one more time in case
okay .. fuck now heand's dragginand' under the car
oh well, only 30 more thousand miles
meanwhile me and dre are tryinand' to conversate
just tryinand' to find a reason for the constant hate
and tryinand' to figure out what happened to and'germaine propaineand'
andquot;he couldnand't have fell off that hardandquot; ainand't no way
andquot;what happened to the way you was rappinand' when you was scandalous
that canibus turned into a television evangelistandquot;
plus he raps with his regular voice [boosh! boosh!]
[boosh! boosh!] (what was that?) pet shop boys
so we pull up to the bridge where he last was spotted
his corpse was still movinand' but his ass was rotted
he kinda smelled a little like courtney love
i figure if i stick him with a fork heand's done
so i stabbed him twice, kept jabbinand', christ
he wonand't die, this guyand's like a battered wife
heand's like kim, he keeps cominand' back for more
but he wonand't fight back i cracked his jaw
hold up, and'bis quit foldinand' up!
punch me in the chest! make my shoulders touch!
do somethinand'! at least one punchline
cand'mon till the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine percent of my fans are blonde
and'bis cand'mon answer me man respond!
tell me and'bout the sun rain moon and stars
intergalatical metaphors from mars!
raw to the floor, raw like reservoir dogs
bite another line from redmanand's song!
suddenly the stub from a dead manand's arm
from a midget reaches out from under the car
itand's jd, this motherfucker wonand't die neither
dre starts sprayinand' him with cans of ether
we stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again
(compton!) detroit bitch! talk some shit again!
stomp him! (switch feet) stomp him! (switch again!)
dre alright heand's dead dog, quit kickin him!
i think stanabis jumped off the bridge again (damn)
he disappeared yo heand's gone he did it again
[chorus]
can-i-bitch, oh can-i-bitch
where for art thou can-i-bitch?
please tell me what happened with
that style that you were rappinand' with
can-i-bitch, oh can-i-bitch
are you from los angeles
new york or just a janitor
from canada? oh can-i-bitch