Eminem - Favorite Bitch

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Eminem]

Nah, for real, know what I'm sayin', like

Like music my first love, right

But, what it turned into is like

You know these cats got it now, she just like a ho

They ain't doin' it right to make [?]

Yeah, for real, yeah, yeah

Switched it up, don' changed the shit on that damn—

Yeah, everybody don' ran through it

Mumble rap rappin'

Ain't no more substance in shit

Right, right

They don't treat it how it needs to be treated

I kinda want that old thing back

[Verse 1: Eminem]

Yeah, I was young I was hungry

I was chasing the bag at twenty-one

I was lucky to find an uneaten fucking (What?)

Honeybun I forgot about

Now I got money falling out fifties, hundreds, and twenties (Right)

And I know nothing is funny 'bout thе Manchester bombing

But we got somеthing in common, both of us are alarmin' (What?)

Foul, disgusting, and awful (Yeah), so repugnant and ugly (Yup)

I could give the Boston Marathon a run for its money, yeah

And you could say I'm a little bit immature

But this type of literature got me a little richer (Haha)

But I get insecure when them other dudes hit on you, girl

You're letting him fiddle with your clitoris

Remember you were my fucking—

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

She used to be my favorite, bitch

Things will never be the same

Man, ain't it funny how you changed

Fuckin' flipped the script

You don' let a bunch of lames fall through

And complain that I can't burn it

You ain't have to do it like that

Told you I'd be right back

Look at what you did I needed legit

Like the music I had to bounce on my favorite bitch

[Verse 2: Eminem]

Yeah, always hated my smile

Momma told me it's goofy

I'd get picked on at school

Come home and she'd school me

She never sugarcoated it to me

She said if I wasn't so stupid and ugly

I wouldn't always get bullied (True)

I think of my struggles and get emotional

Could be 'cause how behind the 8-ball

And far in the hole that they put me

Now I'm on a roll like a Tootsie (Yeah)

I'm just trollin' you pussies

But I'm like stroller 'cause you'll see just how I roll if you push me (Haha)

[Bridge: Eminem & Ty Dolla $ign]

But that's what I do this music for

When I was goin' through some of the hardest times I drew from her

But she's like the devil because I just can't let loose of her

'Cause the thought of losing her

Makes me just wanna just let loose on her

When I hit the studio, tryna rendezvous with her

[Verse 3: Eminem]

Tell her, it's a butt-dial girl, yeah, booty-call (Haha)

That's how it used to be, yeah

'Cause you and me, we ruled the world

And we made Curtis blow (Fifty)

Fuck, I miss them days

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

She used to be my favorite, bitch

Things will never be the same

Man, ain't it funny how you changed

Fuckin' flipped the script

You don' let a bunch of lames fall through

And complain that I can't burn it

You ain't have to do it like that

Told you I'd be right back

Look at what you did I needed legit

Like the music I had to bounce on my favorite bitch

[Interlude: Eminem]

You fuckin' leavin' me bitch?

I don't think so, sit your motherfuckin' ass down

I swear to God, you run to that door

I'ma put one in the back of your fucking head

I'ma ask you this one time

And the answer better be, "Yes"

[Verse 4: Eminem, Eminem & Ty Dolla $ign]

Would you marry me again?

Now that everything is changed (Yeah)

It'll never be the same (Ah)

As the era whens we came (Who?)

From Nas to Pac, Rock (Yeah), Eric B, and Kane (I know)

But I know a few from this era that are lyrically insane

And although most are never gonna hit the level Cole or Weezy at

Or be emotionally attached to 'Yo MTV Raps' (Yeah)

Runnin' home from school to catch an episode

The feeling that it gave you to rip the plastic off the tape

You hold and peel it back, yeah

Tear it off and play it (What?)

Swear to God, 4 o'clock

We crowd around the TV, Butter in his underwear and socks

When Nani was con-artisted (Yeah)

And Proof had his hair in locks (Doody)

Yeah, back when Flavor Flav had us wearing clocks

But back with Ed Lover (Yes)

When there was two Dr. Dre's, that's a paradox (Pair of docs)

But I never thought I'd get so jealous

At the thought of letting you go psychologically

It's gonna bother me, my eyes are already watery

Part of me don't don't wanna (Yeah), stop 'til I get you back

'Cause I got put the work in and tell you I'm never givin' this up

The other part wants to tell you to just get fucked

Go back to whatever dick that you sucked (Ah)

Get back together with them, you slut

Givin' up the vagina like a trip to the gynecologist

When I helped you become bigger than you were

But I guess that it slipped you're mind

You must be buying your time looking for someone to come along

That'll make you feel like a dick back when you were mine, hah (Damn)

But truthfully it was never really you 'n me

Exclusively it is too many new MC's you can choose between

But no matter how many motherfuckers ran through

Bet they can't do it like me

But I can't keep burnin' the candle at both ends

And I can't handle it when I leave and you find another one

Now I gotta take this beat and dismantle it

I won't grieve when I kill you

But if I can't have you, bitch, nobody can

Hear me? I used to be your favorite, bitch

• Artist:Eminem
• Album:ic To Be Murdered By: Side B