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

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

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

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

Got Pope John Paul the second, to Satan
Have your vegan cookin' up bacon
On with that shit that you hit
Smoke my spliffs withcha, 'cause 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 strays graze through a kid's hair on the playground
You lay down on a stretcher, don't get carried now

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

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

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

So if you got a of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take 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 think
Couldn't get on my if you were shrink rap
a crate with these rhymes I be totin'
Let's go online and jerk off on your modem

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

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

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

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

Get thrown curves and hit with 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 takin' off both shoes and stickin' middle toe up

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

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

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

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