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my mic up
my mic up

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

Know when the get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics, now
Bitches I'm making skip with thou
Art, you really want that when I growl
Let me let me come and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
we do? Come through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't have
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have niggas nervous
And clipping they and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and 'em like 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 of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I wake niggas up
Ragdolling these and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping over 'em
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em happier a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they
I be lacing them up like when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, look
It's certain shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger 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 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, 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 it's mine and I'm putting my up
Back to the hood and off to the I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

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

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It just might make you
So irate with my brain is just like 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 gotta squeeze it sideways
I just up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying bi
a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
out like a sore 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 case you was
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting ink then
So if this is any indication of what you may be
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the whole party, me and starting a campaign
To have every campus on a fucking
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get
And up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I fell asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you me, fools? I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
if I hopped out your freaking 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 never clogged
I'm so of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see that visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a of hurt so
around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands
like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success I am of failure
So what that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about
Like Stan mailing his last of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the railing

Chill, man,