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my mic up
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(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 it, niggas!
Oh my

Know the cats get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
town 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 dropping them classics, now
I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you really want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
When I pop off I never stop,
What we do? Come through, you 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 have
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the and the raps 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 got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
your tree fell, see how they 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 like
Oh see well, these niggas already the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm 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 a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
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 fling while I live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, around
It's this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, shit apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and together we're crazy
Like baking a and a rabies cake 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 Israeli, bastards
While I bite the 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 niggas is asking 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, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

There's a contagiousness to this tirade
It just might make you
So irate with this my brain is just a fucking fried egg
Is my scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a range of this emotion
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir he's 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
Cause I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the away from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but in case you was thinking
An of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of what you may be
You better make a distinction you fake imitations
Are a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
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 goddamn age? I am eight, so get smashed
And wake up the day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell 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 a sick pet
You're fucking with dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you prick
With Biggie and kicked the 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
as commercial as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan
But if you too fly for coach get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More afraid of than I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck nothing
Like Stan his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,