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The Ain'T Ready For Me Yet (Prod. by Mart85)

1]

Me and Pace had to in haste from bein' chased
For some E & Js we boosted out of Korean place
I get drunk and hang-glide off of St.
And spray-paint the plain sides of all the train rides
I got a pitbull that eats sheep and spits
And chews on human body tissue 'til its stomach gets
Skip school, barely went to class, thinkin' cool
Hid a loaded pistol under this kid's stool
I had a dream I blew up with half a mil'
And still stole a credit card, a purse, and billfold
I'm from the city where the weather's always real
And chill mode can turn into somebody gettin'
We be hangin' on the block 'til
spaced out like Dr. Octagon
Feelin' for the beats they Chaka Khan
Mama-se, Mama-sa,

It's like this and like that and this (huh-huh)
My name is Marshall Mathers (I think my name)
this is how I am in real life
Mama-se, Mama-sa,
It's like this and like that and this (ya hear me?)
I try to it positive and play it cool
The ain't ready for me yet, I can tell
Mama-se, Mama-sa,

2]

I'm the rapper to hold a cordless
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in
Than Rosco beating Tarteenyer
And smackin his with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the hood
As a youth
With a fucked up
That I as an excuse
And aint shit
But kept the same
Since the third time that I 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so of it
I promote violence I just encourage it
I at the sight of death
As I fall down a flight of steps
And land inside a bed of webs
So throw to the wind
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? your brain out
I'm blowing out
fuck it, you only live once you might as die now