Pardon my French, but I'm on a warpath, leaving tracks of destruction in my aftermath, spitting rhymes so raw they hit like a sledgehammer, call me Slim Shady, the one and only grammar slammer, ain't nobody messing with the lyrical assassin, better watch out 'cause I'm coming at you with a passion, ripping through beats like a hurricane ripping through a mansion, leaving rappers in my wake, they can't keep up with the whirlwind reaction, so bow down to the king, the one they call Em, the...