T.I and eminem thats all she wrote verse 4

Lyrics: Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it, Tip? And each one thinks they the shit Shirt off my back? I wouldn’t give you the dirt off my handkerchief I’m givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine Let 'em get a good taste of it I’m sure you got that relationship memo by now But in case you didn't, I'ma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it So I pace this shit a little bit quicker, that clock I'm racin' it Double timing it, but I still spit triple the amount of Insults in a tenth of the time that it may take you pricks To catch on; while you strong arm, I'm like Stretch Armstrong Man, I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe 's' on it, dawg And they say McDonald's isn’t a restaurant, well I guess I’m wrong But if you're gonna tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs, you can get the F on, dawg