As the World Turns

Album: The Slim Shady LP (1999)
  • I don't know why this world keep turning (Yes man)
    Round and round
    (As the world turns we all experience things in life)
    But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
    (Trials and tribulations that we all must go through)
    I don't know why this world keep turning
    (When someone wants to test us when someone tries our patience)
    Round and round
    But I wish it would stop and let me off right now

    I hang with a bunch of hippies
    And wacky tobacco planters
    Who swallow lit roaches
    And light up like jack-o-lanterns
    Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
    'Cause we're dope as fuck and only get a two in the source
    They never should've booted me out of reform school
    Deformed fool, takin' a shit, in the warm pool
    'til they threw me out the Ramada Inn
    I said it wasn't me, I got a twin (Oh my god its you! Not again!)
    It all started when my mother took my bike away
    'cause I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave
    After that, it was straight to the forty ouncers
    Slappin' teachers, and jackin' off in front of my counselors
    Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
    Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin'
    And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead,
    He'll never last, the only class he'll pass is phys ed
    May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
    That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who me?)
    Yeah bitch you so big
    You walked into Big Panties and stepped on Jenny Craig
    She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig
    Put me in the headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig
    I felt the evilness and started transformin' (rar!)
    It began storming, I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming
    Grabbed that bitch by her hair
    Drug her across the ground
    And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
    Sorry coach, its too late to tell me stop
    While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop

    I don't know why this world keep turning (as the world turns)
    Round and round
    (These are the days of our lives)
    But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
    (These are the things we must go through day by day)

    We drive around in million dollar sports cars
    While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards
    Outsiders, and we suing the courts
    'Cause we dope as fuck and only get a two in The Source
    Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat
    Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blonds be at
    Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pale of garbage
    Its almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailer park bitch
    I met a slut and said "What up, its nice to meet ya"
    I'd like to treat ya to a bagel and a slice of pizza
    But I'm broke as fuck and I don't get paid till the first of next month
    But if you care to join me, I was bout to roll this next blunt
    But I ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers
    Plus I'm a rapist and a repeated prison escapist
    So gimme all your money
    And don't try nothin' funny
    'Cause you know your stinkin' ass is too fat to try to outrun me
    I went to grab my gun
    That's when her ass put it on me
    Wit' an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry
    I fell through the glass doors
    Started causin' a scene
    Then slid across the floor and flew right into a washin' machine
    Jumped up with a broken back
    Thank god I was smokin' crack all day
    And doped up off coke and smack
    All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse
    Now I want to kill her
    But so I gotta catch her first
    Ran threw alleys, parkin' lots, and took a shortcut
    Saw the house she ran up in
    And shot her fuckin' porch up
    Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut
    Looked around the room
    That's when I seen the bedroom door shut
    I know you're in there bitch! I got my gun cocked!
    You might as well come out now
    She said "Come in, its unlocked!"
    I walked in and all I smelled was Liz Claiborne
    And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin' gay porn
    She said "Come her big boy, lets get acquainted"
    I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it
    She came at me at full speed, nothin' could stop her
    I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her
    I started to beg, "No, please let go"
    But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll
    With one leg left, now I'm hoppin' around crippled
    I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple
    Just trying to buy me some time, then I remembered this magic trick
    Den den den den den den, go go gadget dick!
    Whipped that shit out, and ain't no doubt about it
    It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage
    I shouted, "Now bitch, let's see who gets the best!"
    Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death (Ah! ah!)

    Come here bitch!
    Come here!
    Take this motherfuckin' dick!
    Bitch, come here!

    I don't know why this world keep turning
    (And as we go along)
    Round and round
    (Throughout the days of our lives)
    But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
    (We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday)
    I don't know why this world keep turning
    (That we must go through)
    Round and round
    (These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere)
    But I wish it would stop and let me off right now

    I don't know why this world keep turning
    (Every day every single day the world keeps turning)
    Round and round Writer/s: Jeff Bass, Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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