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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 down
(Steady on the left) it, blackout niggas!
Oh my

when the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown I shit on your crown
Skip town 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 dropping classics, flip now
Bitches I'm them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want that when I
Let me let me come and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you ain't enough
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas
And clipping they and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like seed shell
See these skills got my up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they
See I cook I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I 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 keeping 'em blacking
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a
When I'm a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling around
more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up that I toss
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that it's a
And the way going you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
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
to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

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

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It might make you sick
So irate this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go such a wide range of this emotion
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking face it was
Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, crazily
But sounds like he may need FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode a campaign
To have every campus on a rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get stepped on
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
Jump around, jump, jump, to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a tailwind
More afraid of success I am of failure
So what does tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,