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Shady, me
High & Mighty Trilogy back the fliest material
Shady, Shady, me
High and Mighty Trilogy with the funky beats

Packin' this third eye, a Cyclops
They trade in they high tops for nice sized white
Words in my right, pass my left ear
Your style is ass-out the Bulls are next year

Fear this veneer, you get like virgins
Who that cat instead of rehearsing'?
Tough guys, degentrify high rise
Lookin' more like Ronald than fuckin' Fry Guys

Go on fuckin' senoritas
In Taco screamin', "Viva gorditas"
Bring all your dogs, I em rabies
They never had a chance like my two aborted

Got Pope John the second, prayin' to Satan
Have your girlfriend cookin' up bacon
On barbiturates with that that you hit
Smoke my spliffs withcha, spinal bifida

My nine is liftin' ya, six feet I spray rounds
Hit you with twelve shots in mid-air and four on the way down
As eight strays graze through a kid's hair on the
You lay down on a stretcher, don't get carried now

No pun intended, just hop out of your
And leave it un-attended before I out this gun and end it
Unless you want it dented with bullet holes any
'Cause I can leave Infinite full of those even if someone's in it

Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and it
the market, I got her tied up in a chair and gagged
Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and
Like cave women, while I'm gravediggin' with Marilyn

If you got a bowl of hash better it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma your last hit
And if you wack shit on the microphone
I'ma snatch it your hand so fast I'ma detach it

So if you got a of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, it, I'ma take your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two tabs of
my baby's mother in the hatchback and latched it

Yo yo, wack now, how you think that?
Couldn't get on my record if you shrink rap
Desecrate a crate with these rhymes I be
Let's go online and jerk off on your modem

I got mucus from these loose lips
My loose leaf your whole persona weak
To the point that you stand up on your feet, best
go back in time and steal my whole steez

The Quickening, did a bris at the
I'm exercisin', doin' liftings and
Instinct's the nicest, I keep you
What the fuck guy on the corner been sellin' you?
Here, buy

I'm you at the wrong website
And you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you
Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the in a purse
Disperse I added too many words in a verse

Slim Shady, a version of birth
Drivin' off, leavin' a murdered at church
The first person who searchin' the for the motherfucker
That pulled the plug when they alerted the surgeon first

Get thrown and hit with your own words
me alone, bitch, I get on my own nerves
And if I don't got two balls and a finger to throw up
I'm off both shoes and stickin' each middle toe up

If you got a bowl of better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take last hit
And if you wack shit on the microphone
I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma it

So if you got a of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, take your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two of acid
Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and it

Any disease out there, I'm to catch it
Slim Shady, all to the High & Mighty

Slim Shady, naughty rhymer
Mr. Eon, illest rhyme
Slim Shady, naughty rotten
Mr. Eon, illest rhyme
Slim Shady, naughty rotten
Mr. Eon, illest dropper