All aboard! OK. Next stop, my basement. I'll meet you down there! There once was a saying that I used to say back in the day when I met Trey. I used to sit and goof on the phone with my friend. Prove that if I win, though, I go right through the roof. You say, what if you win platinum? I'll just let you win platinum. I'll just laugh at him. That's not happening. That I can't fathom. Eighty-some million records were a while later. I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator. Haters getting mad. They done had enough of shady. You slay me. Nothing you say matters enough to touché me. Rappers try to play me. They use Hailey as a ukulele. Whoops it at a fucking Daisy. That's an honor. Even she knows that I's fucking crazy. Fucking animal. Cuckoo bananas. Fucking AP. Maybe it's because I never had a mother raised me. Fuck around and throw a baby at another baby. You may think it's cause of the way that I was brought up. But it's all caught up to me now. I promise in the waters. Every line I ever said has got me in a corner. You might think it doesn't creep upon you, but it all does. You wouldn't listen, man. I tried to warn you when you started. Now your brain's all horny cause of all the shit you thought of. Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust. I never thought I'd come to this. I ought to just be honest. But it once was a saying that I used to say. Back in the day when I met Dre. I used to sit and goof on the phone with my friend. Prove that if I win, though, I go right through the roof. He'd say, what if you win platinum? I'd just laugh at him. That's not happening. That I can't fathom. 80-something man. Records were a while later. I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator. Sorry, Lance. Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain't gonna make it. They get so mad when I call them both faggots. All these fucking voices in my head, I can't take it. Someone shut that fucking baby up before I shake it. You're standing adjacent to Jason. Splash, blood defacing. Together makes him a fucking bad combination. I last at the doctor in my last operation. Shove the venal schnitzel up his ass. Hopped away some. Buddy, please stop the pacing. Get the cops to mace him. Homie, I'm the scheisse. Ask Dr. Dre, son. I can't lead a game. I just can't walk away, son. No, not now. Not a chance. Not today, son. I can't believe I'd leave for one brief second. And you pussies squeak all over the rap game naked. And use a leaf to wipe up the crap stain second. I'll just keep saying the same exact same chicken. There once was a saying that I used to say back in the day when I met Dre. I used to sit and goof on the phone with my friend Proof. That if I win, though, I go right through the roof. He'd say, what if you win platinum? I'd just laugh at him. That's not happening. That I can't fathom. 80-some million records were a while later. I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator. Elevator in my house. I'll smile you later. I blew the fuck up. A hamster in a microwave oven. Thinking about an escalator now. Steps, I hate them. So the neighbors step away. Then I just pepper spray them. Yeah. For every time you ride down the street. Or hide out. Drive by my house and beep. Like now, motherfucker. Try now to sleep. Lie down. Fuck a bed. Try cows and sheep. And you're trying to find out why now there's beef. Mace in your face, bitch. Cry now, pussy. This is my house. All 9,000 feet. So you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse's teeth. Then I shove him in the elevator. Take him to the top. Stand above him just to gut the fucking table. Let him drop. Walk an hour to the damn refrigerator. Get a pop while I let him fall all the way to the basement yelling stop. There once was a saying that I used to say. Back in the day when I met Trey. I used to sit and goof on the phone with my friend. Proof that if I window, I go right through the roof. He said, what if you went platinum? I'd just laugh at him. That's not happening. That I can't fathom. 80-some million records were a while later. I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator. Fucking son of a bitch. I can't believe this shit. This must be all that there is. This must be it. Fucking A even got a bidet to wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper. Dishwasher so big when I'm pissed off I can just toss a flying saucer in it. Cause shit's awesome. Yeah, fucking elevator. Living in a house with a fucking elevator. Elevator. Fucking elevator. Elevator.