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Shady, me
High & Mighty Trilogy back 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 sized rocks
Words in my right, that pass my ear
Your style is ass-out the Bulls are next year

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

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

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

My nine is ya, six feet when I spray rounds
Hit you with shots in mid-air 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, hop out of your whip
And leave it un-attended I whip out this gun and end it
Unless you want it dented with bullet any minute
'Cause I can leave your Infinite full of those if someone's in it

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

If you got a bowl of hash cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma your last hit
And if you spittin' shit on the microphone
I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma 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 tabs of
Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and it

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

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

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

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

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

Get thrown curves and hit your own words
me alone, bitch, I get on my own nerves
And if I got two balls and a middle finger to throw up
I'm takin' off both shoes and stickin' each toe up

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

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

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

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