作曲
Marshall Mathers、A. Young、M. Batson、D. Parker、T. Lawrence、M. Elizondo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, alright, yo, yo
Yo, yo alright, I'm gonna lay the chorus first
Here we go now
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium adn lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
My mom, my mom
I know you're probably tired of hearing about my mom
Oh ho, whoa, ho but this is just a story of when I was just a shorty
And how I became hooked on Valium
Valium was in everything, food that I ate
The water that I drank, f**king peas in my plate
She sprinkled just enough of it to season on my steak
So everyday I have at least three stomach aches
Now tell me what kind of mother would want to see her
Son grow up to be an under a f**king chiever
My teacher didn't think I was gonna be nothing either
What the f**k you sticking gum up under the f**king seat for
Mrs, Mathers, your son has been huffing ether
Either that or the motherfucker's been puffing reefer
But all this huffing and piffing wasn't what it was either
It was neither, I was buzzing but it wasn't waht she thought
Pee in a tea cup
Bitch, you ain't my keeper, I'm sleeping
What the f**k you keep on f**king with me for
Slut, you need to leave me the f**k alone, I ain't playing
Go find you a white crayon and color a f**king zebra
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium adn lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
Wait a miunte, this ain't dinner, this is paint thinner
You ate it yester day, I ain't hear no complaints did I
Now here's a plate full of pain killers
Now just wait till I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes
You little motherfucker, I'll make you sit there
And make that retarded fucking face without even tastin it
You better lick the fucking plate, you ain't wasting it
Put your face in it before I throw you in the basement again
And I ain't giving in, you're gonna just sit there in one fucking place
Spinnin again till next Thanksgivin
And if you still ain't finished it, I use the same shit again
Then when I make spinach dip, it will be placed in the shit
You little shit, wanna sit there and play innocent
A rack fell and hit me at K mart and they witnessed it
Chile support, your father, he ai't slipped us shit
And so what if he did that, it's none of your dang business, kid
My mom, there's no one else quite like my mom
I know that I should let bygones be bygones
But she's the reason why I am high what I'm high on
Cause my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
My mom loved Valium
Now all I am is a party animal
I am what I am but I'm strong to the finish
Wit me Valium spinach
But my buzz only last about two miuntes
But I don't wanna swallow it without chewing it
I can't even write a rhyme without you in it
My Valium, my Valium
Man, I never thought that I could ever be a drug addict
Nah, f**k that, I can't have it happen to me
But that's actually what has ended up happening a tragedy
F**king passing it up, catchin me
And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it
Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, mom
Beautiful
She killed the f**king dog with the medicine she done fed it
Feed it a f**king aspirin and say that it has a headache
Here, want a snack, you hungry, you f**king brat
Look at that, it's a Xanaz, take it and take a nap
Eat it, But I don't need it
Well, f**k it then break it up
Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up
All right, Ma, you win, I don't feel like argum
I'll do it, pop and gobble it and start wobblin
Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, drip then I fall in bed
With a bottle of meds and Heath Ledger bobblehead
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
My mom, I'm just like her
My mom, my mom, my mom
My mom, my mom, my mom
My mom, my mom, my mom
My mom, my momma
Sorry mom, I still love you though
Dr. Dre 2010, hey this shit is hella hard, homie
Yo, take us on outta here