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Slim
Slim
Slim

Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks
And pop the same shit that got Tupac
game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode
And punch a in the nose, till her whole face explodes

three things I hate, girls, women and bitches
I'm vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward
Stick figure with a bigger than Mark Wahlberg

Comin' the airport, sluggish, walkin' on crutches
Hit a [incomprehensible] luggage
It's like a dream, I snap out, I black out, I back out
I'm lookin' for someone [incomprehensible] to the crap out

I'm bringin' you rap singers two fingers
I you off in French, then translate in English
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the and come back
Speakin' so much Spanish, Pun even understand it

Won't you busa rhyme for me, Slim Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me, Slim motherfuckin' Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim
Won't you busa rhyme for me,

I had a attitude, started off staticky
Mad at you, had you mad at me
I'm not a commodity, I'm an
Who enough developed himself a Halloween following

It's so big, if I counted up all the who follow me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an
College girls in an alcoholic's world
of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls

Covered in throw-up and I to grow up
I budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up
I made this rap game suspenseful now I got a impulse
To give you wrote with a pencil

And waste the paper on you, choppin' down the
'Cause everything that you wrote in notebook was no good
And as long as I stay in the and keep cuttin'
You motherfuckers are puttin' words together for nuttin'

Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim
Won't you busa for me, boy? Slim motherfuckin' Shady
Won't you rhyme for me, boy? Slim Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me,

Turn the music up, we wake the neighbors
We get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on shit daily
What you want? you got? Is it hot? Is it hot?

Turn the music up, we gon' the neighbors
We get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit
What you want? What you

A person another planet
Might disagree you
Well if you want my
It from right here on Earth

Slim Shady,
Timbaland, Slim

I'm and suicidal with no friends
Holdin' a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both
Sprayin' tecs at you until you see your legs
With the bullet and the exit wounds layin' next to you

Fuckin' mad dog, at the mouth
mouth, my whole house is foamin' at the couch
Jumped out of the ninety-third of a building
And every window out on the way down to the ground

up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed
Chopped 'em in half, the oxygen mask
Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and beefin' again
Slide back to Detroit and stand in the

Y'all better call the police 'fore I this track
Don't Missy, get back
Uhh, I'ma put you all in the
Uhh, and I'ma you MC's die

Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her
I think done pissed her off this time
Yo, have to bust you through your chest and
Uhh, you will have to clean up the

It's rainin', and it's pourin' loud
Never fear, 'cause Missy's through the crowd
Uhh, I hear the gats go
Who shot me dammit? get down

Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I
Lay 'em on down, like they lived
For the sound me and Timbaland, we found
Get your ass kicked later or get your ass now

Uhh, one, two
Misdemeanor, Shady
Timbaland,
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Cool, cool,
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