Trouble
 作词 : Marshall Mathers/F. Nassar/D. Abernathy
 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/F. Nassar/D. Abernathy
Alright, here, drink this
What is it?
Shut up and drink it
No
I said drink it, b***h
The ****?
The **** are you tryin' to do?
Get us cancelled
Ayo
**** blind people
What?
And deaf people suck (Yeah)
Stop
So do cripples
No
Dumb quadriplegic ****s with Christopher Reeve's luck (Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Shady, Jesus, what the ****?
Oh, here comes Marshall to try to clean this up
Shut up
What's the matter, Marshall? Your p***s tucked?
Aw, the big, bad rapper just get his feewings hurt?
Let me go, you b***h, huh
Or what, genius, huh?
You gonna cancel me, yeah? Gen-Z me, bruh?
Little p***y, what's wrong? Thought you was dreaming, huh?
When you gonna realize that we ****in' need each other?