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

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip town grounds will 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 dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want that when I
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you ain't enough
in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the and the raps is callous
on another song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell 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 until they cripple
See I like 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 me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack 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 over 'em
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be they luck
I be them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit I toss
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em
Shameful the way I shatter, shit apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know it's a classic
And the way it's you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I from Haiti, I'm suggesting 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 foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm you protect your child
And I blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

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

There's a light to this tirade
It just might you sick
So irate with this my is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go such a wide range of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it
I just pulled up in Clive Davis'
With his personal memoir saying bi
Waving a nine, a sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride Yippee-Ki-Yay
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my face it was bringing
Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better a distinction cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
the worst impersonation I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally
What kind of stupid question is
Hey Mrs. Abraham
than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a
To have every on a fucking rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I fell asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot
With Biggie and kicked the shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets 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 commercial as my leo jet
get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
you went into the house of pain hearing 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 and freaking hands flailing
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So what does tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,