Groundhog Day Lyrics - The Marshall Mathers Lp 2 - Eminem

What is a nightmare? 

The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream, a nightmare 

I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious 

'til one day I grew suspicious, when I stepped on a crack 

On Aunt Edna's stoop and got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons 

Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching 

Missouri from Michigan didn't work, so we moved 

Back to Missouri from Michigan, from Missouri back to Michigan 

Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again 

Mom, please stick to a decision, discipline, last thing I wanna do 

Is listen she's like Lex Luthor, bitch, her rules are Krypton- 

-ite to the walls and I've lost my power to see through them bitches 

But I run into 'em, running through the kitchen 

Pretending to be blind Superman, cause I had no supervision 

But I did have a super power though, I could turn into invisible kid 

Disappear out of sight, like a true magician 

And one day Uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different 

Music into the picture and it become my new religion 

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I remember it clearly, even today 

Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma nan 

Always itching for something to do, was flipping 

Through the radio stations one day and discovered 

This DJ who was mixing, I say it to this day, if you ain't listened 

To the wizard, you ain't have a fucking clue what you was missing 

I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing for shoes 

Fuck them stupid Pumas bitch, it's all about them new edition Troops 

You get them LL Cool J cooling system 

Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and Hoover 

And somehow I saw my future is in this, that's how I know my mission 

Little boom box booming, spitting, practicing numerous rhythms 

When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come to fruition 

I remember Proof would visit, couldn't wait to play him my new shit 

He'd go complete ballistic, go through the roof for his shit 

It's like we knew the instant, we touched a mic that both of us 

Too existed to do this shit, never quit, too persistent 

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We are the underground empire 

Started a group of misfits, Proof had a proposition 

If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this shit 

Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and 

Be ready to come off the top as sharp precision 

If you got dissed at the Shop, cause if they caught you slipping 

They'd take your spot if someone got to ripping you 

And you forgot your written, opportunity knocks once, it ain't knocking again 

It tried ding-dong ditching shit, I fucking got that bitch 

In a headlock, cut off his oxygen Slim, it's not cordial 

Like cocksucking cynderblocks in the wind, now I got my pot to piss in 

Spot in that top position, hopping over that opposition 

Looking like a dog is pissing, leg up on the competition 

Promising complete dominance, Sugar Ray Robinson 

I'm in a league Muhammad's in, Ali's my colleague bombing 'em 

Probably end up on top of 'em, like stomping 'em like Ndamukong 

I'm Russian like a Ukrainian LaDainian Tomlinson 

Flow vomits in your face, competitors fall at my waist 

You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face 

So name the time, place to battle, bitch, I'm still in that mind state 

Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes 

Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose 

But you turds better be careful how you choose yours 

Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse 

And the truth hurts, shit no wonder you're sore losers 

Now where's your bluebirds? Ooh 

No more tripping in bird shit, this songs a self empowerment surgeon 

Words of encouragement but this discouraging 

The Rap Game's God, but the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith 

So let these words lift, cause all I got is bars 

For you dumbbells and doors ain't working out 

Each verse is more merciless than the first, and you ain't got to wear 

No shoes and shirt in this bitch to get served bloodthirst, revenge of a nerds 

They will not escape my vengeance 

And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone 

With the Uncle Ron, I'm turning into an unhumble Don 

You blind dumb hoes, all I got is dick for you to come blow on 

So stop the show, but I need a drum roll 'fore I go on 

Better back away from the front row, get launched up your arm 

Bigger than Dikembe Mutumbo on the fucking Jumbotron 

I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts 

I'll leave you stretched out, like a fucking yawn 

So mow the fucking lawn, your asses are blades of grass 

And I'm fucking up this whole landscape of rap 

The GOAT just ate eight acres and ate the vet 

Who just make a path and take you straight to your favorite rapper 

Oh look, my notebook with smoke cook 

Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove 

Soot, charred debris floating like Oakwood 

Was burning, return of the no good and I don't quit 

And the next thing I know something came crawling up from below 

Something that made Godzilla look like a plane 

And I don't quit, won't change, it's like a Groundhog's Day 

So crowd around y'all, cause you may, so you can't pop your head 

I'm not so sure I want to know from once it came 

But the white flesh creature's trail is easily followed 

There, before that shimmering veil of light, the ivory skin slug thing