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my mic up
my mic up

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

Know the cats get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on your
Skip grounds will appear on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them skip thou
Art, you really want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you have enough
in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the is callous
Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my weight up like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a weed
And I triple gram and 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a basement
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like in the cut
I'm for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit wire, 'til this shit circling back around
more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain this shit click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and know that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get your ass
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a rabies like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli,
I bite the beat up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, black out

There's a light contagiousness to this
It just make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just a fucking fried egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a range of this emotion
That my rage has squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Davis' driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the impersonation I've ever seen and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally
kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that was this weekend?
You ain't the real Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every campus on a fucking
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't me go take it back to the days of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick
With and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get on soft
as commercial as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So what that tell ya?
on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his piece of fan mail
Before he ran into the damn railing

Chill, man,