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

Know when the cats get
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on your
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 dropping them classics, flip 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 offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better lock (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No need to up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't have
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal
Fuck is going on? with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas
And clipping nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like seed shell
See these got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels the speakers fell into the weed 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 like I'm slanging a weed
And I triple gram and 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient
Her stomach like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and them like apes 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 keeping 'em blacking
I'm leaving 'em stuck
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 up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this 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 quit worshiping Gods, around
It's this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it doesn't (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 you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a cake like 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,
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
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 been 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, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down 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 mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through such a wide of this emotion
That my has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive driveway
his personal memoir saying 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 parade
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And should I take it as a sign? I'll take 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 complexion of the game, but just in case you was
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, 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?
kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other 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 ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and starting a campaign
To have campus 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 this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I fell asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it like a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, 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 idiot
With Biggie and kicked the living out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets
I'm so of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
Step off of it or you get on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
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
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 about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran into the damn railing

Chill, man,