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Slim
Shady
Slim

Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube filled
And pop the same shit that got killed
Spit game to these hoes, like a soap episode
And punch a bitch in the nose, her whole face explodes

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

Comin' through the airport, sluggish, walkin' on
Hit a fuckin' luggage
It's a dream, I can't snap out, I black out, I back out
I'm lookin' for someone to beat the crap out

I'm bringin' you rap singers two middle
I flip you off in French, translate in English
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the and come back
Speakin' so Spanish, Pun can't even understand it

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

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

It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who me
I'd probably owe Ozzy an apology
College live in an alcoholic's world
Full of earl, head twirls every the toilet swirls

Covered in throw-up and I refuse to up
I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to up
I made this rap game suspenseful now I got a impulse
To give you insults with a pencil

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

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

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

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

A person from planet
Might with you
Well if you want my
It comes from here on Earth

Shady, Misdemeanor
Timbaland, Shady

I'm homicidal and with no friends
Holdin' a gun with no handle, just a barrel at ends
Sprayin' tecs at you you see your fuckin' legs
With the bullet holes and the exit 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 shot every window out on the way to the ground

Woke up to a staff, got up and laughed
Chopped 'em in half, suffocated the oxygen
Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and West beefin'
Slide back to Detroit and in the crossfire

Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this
Don't shoot Missy, get
Uhh, put you all in the line
Uhh, and watch you MC's die

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

It's rainin', rainin' and it's pourin'
Never fear, 'cause pissy Missy's through the
Uhh, I the gats go cha-pow
Who shot me Bitch get down

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

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