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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you got a bowl of hash better it
You got a satchel, flash it, take your last hit
And if you spittin' wack shit on the
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 mother in the hatchback and it

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

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

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

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

Shady, a perverted version of birth
Drivin' off, leavin' a murdered virgin at
The first person who searchin' the earth for the
That pulled the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon

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

If you got a of hash better cash it
You got a satchel, it, I'ma take your last hit
And if you spittin' wack shit on the
I'ma snatch it 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 off two tabs of acid
Threw my baby's in the hatchback and latched it

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

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