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

Know the cats get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your 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 dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm them skip with thou
Art, you really want that when I growl
Let me come let me and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
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
is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma these niggas nervous
And clipping they and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them sunflower 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 they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
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, minus the
The case is shut, your bitch me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like 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 and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and 'til I'm blasted
All and racing keeping over 'em blacking
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a park a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they
I be lacing 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
more 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 '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 know that it's a classic
And the way going you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and together we're crazy
Like a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come 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 your foot off now it's mine and I'm my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the has died, naw
But the is fried

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

There's a light contagiousness to this
It just might you sick
So irate with this my brain is just a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through such a range of this emotion
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis'
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 parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the 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 thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking 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 indication of 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 like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid question is
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think 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 starting a campaign
To every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, 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
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so NoDoz and LSD
I almost asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
Raising hell up in when Penelope 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 of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
Step off of it or you get stepped on
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you 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 like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More afraid of success I am of failure
So what that tell ya?
That on a grand I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,