Eminem - Tim Westwood Freestyle Lyrics

[Eminem:]
Yo blast me off, Tim!*
Blast me off, son!
Blastin' off right now, son!

I wasn't born mean, I was pushed to treachery*
I walk the streets lookin' for some puss to fetch me
I'm like a veggie, brain is turned to mush I'm edgy
Edgy enough to give Reggie Bush a wedgie
If he dont give me KIM, things could get ugly
So pass that ass to me let me squish the left cheek
And press against the right one till its smushed against me
And leave a dead body in the woods to MC with the Christopher Reeves beef
We started out on the wrong foot, or should I say fake leg made out of wood
I shouldn't, yes I should
Riding through the hood, I'm chillin' with Westwood
I'm quite mellow, a white fellow
My pee is bright yellow, I like Jello, I'm like hello
To a cute little dyke on the mic I'm kinda like...

[Eminem:]
Me and Westwood blastin' off, jackin' off
In a pair of acid washed bumpin' Asher Roth
Cruisin' grassy 'till I damn near crash the car
Tryna smash 'em off in the dash, hit the overpass, went off
Over the bridge into oncoming traffic
Cause a massive forty two car pile-up, not a scratch at all
Hopped up holdin' a axe and saw
Jason mask is off when my face is plastered in tobasco sauce
Spittin' flames, kickin' fire out ur ass you little -
You can pass it on, I'm battery acid dog
You don't wanna get my ass ticked off
I'm harder than playing basketball when I'm going through crack withdrawal
Dick so big it's like elastic, I tie it in a knot and it looks like Mr. Fantastic
Crossed the path of Plastic man with a drastic force...Put my penis on classic sports

[Eminem:]
Once again it's the sinister, cynical, minister Shady
Kryptonite the Superman, he's a dentist to Amy
Administer of the pain, just finished huffin' the paint
And muffle the fumes, like it was nothin, because it aint
Anything in his way, his enemies he just slays
His venomy sprays reaches like beams of energy rays
Menacing stares, he glares making the hairs all on the back of yah neck stand
Like dracula yep, spectacular rep, he's a tarantula, gargantuan
Yah, Angela so I command yah to start dancin'
Part Manson, part Hannibal, part mechanical
Shark,throwing animal parts at Scarlett Johansen
Enter my gas chamber, yah gangsta? My ass
He's got his fangs to your neck, he's set to strangle ya ass, hater
You're facin' a task greater, he's chasin' your ass
He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table
I'm checking the exposure of photos of me exposing
exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing
With or without clothing, next to the decomposing
bodies eroding while I'm dozing off overdosing
Windows opening-shutting, doors opening-closing I think there's a ghost
Too much hydrocordone and codeine
I was only 'sposed to swallow a half, I took the whole thing
I'm not joking, I think I just snorted my nose ring
I need a drink, I'm standing over the sink posing
Myself, self-loathing, cause I'm on a brink, postally
Mostly I don't wanna think this'll make everything rosy
Beverly sings, scream while I'm severing three toesies
Totally frozen while I close in, I'm yodelling "Rosey, won't you come out to play?"
No sense, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers
Making shrines of my crimes and capers
My words are whirlwinds, I murder my g