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Slim
Shady
Slim

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

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

Comin' through the airport, sluggish, walkin' on
Hit a [incomprehensible] luggage
like a dream, I can't snap out, I black out, I back out
I'm lookin' for someone [incomprehensible] to beat the out

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

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

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

It's so big, if I up all the freaks who follow me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an
College girls live in an alcoholic's
Full of earl, head twirls every time the 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 'cause now I got a
To give you insults wrote with a

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 together for nuttin'

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

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

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

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

Shady, Misdemeanor
Timbaland, Shady

I'm homicidal and with no friends
a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin' tecs at you until you see fuckin' legs
With the holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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