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

Packin' third eye, pursue a Cyclops
They trade in they high tops for sized white rocks
in my right, that pass my left ear
Your style is like the Bulls are next year

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

Go on uptown fuckin'
In Bell screamin', "Viva gorditas"
all your dogs, I give em rabies
They never had a chance like my two babies

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

My is liftin' ya, six feet when I spray rounds
Hit you with twelve shots in and four more on the way down
As eight strays graze through a kid's on the playground
You lay down on a stretcher, get carried away now

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

Snatch the airbag, hit the and park it
Corner the market, I got her tied up in a and gagged
get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged
Like women, while I'm gravediggin' with Marilyn Manson

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

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

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

I got stupid mucus these loose lips
My leaf leave your whole persona weak
To the that you stand up on your feet, best retreat
Let's go in time and steal my whole steez

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

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

Slim Shady, a perverted of birth
Drivin' off, leavin' a virgin at church
The first person who the earth for the motherfucker
That pulled the plug they shoulda alerted the surgeon first

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

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

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

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

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