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

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

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

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

Got Pope John Paul the second, prayin' to
your vegan girlfriend cookin' up bacon
On barbiturates that shit that you hit
Smoke my spliffs withcha, 'cause bifida

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

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

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

If you got a of hash better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, 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 of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two tabs of
Threw my mother in the hatchback and latched it

Yo yo, Eon's wack now, how you that?
get on my record if you were shrink rap
Desecrate a crate with these rhymes I be
Let's go back online and off on your modem

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

The Quickening, did a at the christenin'
I'm exercisin', liftings and twistings
the nicest, I keep tellin' you
What the fuck this guy on the corner sellin' you?
Here, buy

I'm e-mailin' you at the wrong
And mispellin' you, prank you and put the fear of in you
Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the nurse in a
Disperse like I added too many in a verse

Slim Shady, a perverted version of
off, leavin' a murdered virgin at church
The first who searchin' the earth for the motherfucker
That pulled the plug when they shoulda the surgeon first

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

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

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

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

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