Angry Blonde lyrics

[Verse 1: Eminem, Paul Rosenberg]
You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry
The Reeboks I’m wearing turn to Nike when I’m cranky
Then my skin gets pale, my hair turns blonde
My shirt comes off, I throw a pair of earrings on
2 shots of Bacardi and I start to hear things, dawg
The girl that I came wit' I start to spill drinks on
I get this evil little grin in the middle of my chin
Then I begin cursing at each and every living person
Then all my boys around me start sweating and getting nervous
I start bussing they balls right in front of they girlfriends
Like, "hey, this f*cking guy you’re with, think he likes you?
We had 6 whores in our room last night that looked just like you
You f*cking sl*t, you think your dumb husband's faithful
You should be grateful he ain’t gave you AIDS yet, he hates you
He don’t even like to touch you
Been married for 6 years and he still uses a rubber when he f*cks you
And your boyfriend tells me everything, you sl*t
That’s my best friend, you had 6 abortions in 6 months
And they weren’t even his kids, none of my business?
I think it is, 5 of ‘em were mine, you f*cking b*tch"
I stand up in a chair and start to give a right hook speech
"My right could knock you all out with one swing
Look at you all, you’re nothing
A bunch of f*cking punks
I’ll take every last one of you c*cksuckers on at once
You f*cking pussies, and that sl*t over there
Hey b*tch, c’mon, I wanna f*ck
You heard "My Name Is", I’m famous
Come git some of this platinum di*k"
I went triple platinum and I still start some sh*t
You’re triple platinum, hey, Pauly, I know
C’mon little angry man, it’s time to go home