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Nah man, not finished yet...

I think
you mighta just try-ta pull a muhfuckin fast one I'm mad
You just my god damn feeling, and that was the last one I had
Does this look an arcade, trying to play games, see the saw blade
See the silhouette, of a stalker in your walk way, better
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, you're hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fall guy
I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it a Mogwi
Cuz it will turn a gremlin and run over kids women & men
Vrrrrrn vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its
Bitch gimme them digits while your
Not by the on my chinny-chin-chin
I spen-spend even ten cents on you
Since when do you think gonna cost me a pretty penny
Shit if I think a penny's
Just image how beautiful, a is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, an eskimo by his toe

While he's to roll a snowball but, don't make him lose his cool

If he hollers let him go ya'll

(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Get up baby get a on, like a u-haul
You can rack brain like pool balls
You won't ever think of this shit, honey you called?
Well here I come, on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak
Put your eggs in the basket
You can count every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, when they and
Get your bashin so bad
You gonna Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a on a fag's asshole
Now let's take that line, run it up the flag with Elton
See if he's cool with it, stand there and look stupid at me bitch
I in the mood for the shit, gif my dick, Google it till it pops up

Ya'll are so motherfuckin full of that your stocked up
Me, I'm always diarrhea at the mouth

your speakers crap out (pthhhhp)

Ha, what? Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit (Chit- chigarette)
But you won't get a hot Sunday from me

So do not my way slut, because...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now that I got your panties in a and your bowels in an uproar
Ima you why I came, so you stop asking me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you more
it's time to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
Every flow, got it
So every word, hat you fuckin' fags heard
Comes straight from the ass
Yeah, in words, I'm a bass-turd
Lookin' at me like a Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still plenty
No morals, are in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, Understandable why jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got magnetism
resist 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't ya flow Understand my flow?

I flow, like Troy Polamalu's hair, boy
Don't you dare try to or compare boy
I'm raw, you ain't medium rare, stay the fuck outta my hair boy

You can look, you can stare and
But you touch I'm too clairvoyant
I get it man, is there a void
All this weak shit, what am I,
Well bitch, I'm back with some for that ass
In ya trunk (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
Thank you for out. Hope you enjoyed the show.
next time... peace.