[Eminem] Uh huh. Aight [Fred Durst] Check [Eminem] Slim Shady [Fred Durst] Slim, Shady, to the mic kid [Eminem] I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*Screech*} With a slipped disk from a Limp Bizkit disc I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit Little rich kids in cribs don't attempt this shit So step back while I prep up to pimp this bitch So I says to this girl I'm like "What up girl? Shut up girl" Showed her a cut up squirrel She screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her Slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer I moved on to two blondes kissin' on a futon "Hey yo baby!" "What do you want?" I looked at them both and I was like "Uh check this out toots, I'm lookin' for cookie puss I need to speak to him immediately" They played my video on MTV last week And just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then some in comes Fred Durst [Fred Durst] Yo Shady, let me get some! Who knows what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum's hung from a high-chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the fever for the flavor of a single See me and Shady, I think we got it locked down Shocked by the sound, I got you cruisin' with your top down These two blondes, I offered 'em both a drink And this you would think could get the party started But instead, them girls turned their heads Opened up their mouths, smelled like somebody farted So it was time for me to move on Shady said the living room was a dance floor So turn me loose I was cuttin' a rug with this chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk and a prick Ramblin' on about how he was gonna kill me Wow, I spilled a drink on his shirt! But no, he insisted we should go Before I could drop 'em, Shady had to clock 'em The music stopped, the party stood in shock So I looked around, grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf CHORUS Turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose This party's goin' my way, or no way at all Why don't you turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose This party's goin' my way, or no way at all [Eminem] Turn me loose! You better tell them to come re-shingle the roof Just keep feedin' me free drinks till I puke Fred'll ask me to lead sing in his group I'm sittin' in the bar, I'm not bein' approached Cause Fred's over there, stealin' all of my hoes "Yo Fred, save me some!" I walked up to these siamese twins Asked them to have a threesome Told 'em two heads are better than one, Plus I respect how y'all roll together as one Got a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groin Stood up like: "Hey wait! Where you goin'?" "Bye!" Oh well, three strikes and I'm out And I just struck out three times in a row I ain't cryin' no more Fuck it, I'm chillin' Took a shot of Jaeger, fell asleep, I was silly [Fred Durst] Who knows what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum's hung from a high-chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the fever for the flavor of a single See me and Shady, I think we got it locked down Shocked by the sound, I got you cruisin' with your top down These two blondes, I offered 'em both a drink And this you would think could get the party started But instead, them girls turned their heads Opened up their mouths, smelled like somebody farted So it was time for me to move on Shady said the living room was a dance floor So turn me loose I was cuttin' a rug with this chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk and a prick Ramblin' on about how he was gonna kill me Wow, I spilled a drink on his shirt! Chorus Why don't you turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose This party's goin' my way, or no way at all (repeat till fade)