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Nah man, not quite yet...

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

While he's tryin to roll a snowball but, 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 move on, like a
You can rack your brain like pool
You won't ever think of this shit, honey you called?
Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, that other weak shit
Put your in the same basket
You can count every motherfuckin 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, they clash and
Get your bashin so bad
You have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a asshole
Now let's take that line, run it up the pole with Elton
See if he's cool with it, don't stand there and stupid at me bitch
I ain't in the for the shit, gif my dick, Google it till it pops up

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

Till your speakers out (pthhhhp)

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

So do not my way slut, because...
(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
And now that I got your in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you stop asking me what the for
Now you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you want more
Bitch it's time to put the back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
flow, got it mastered
So every word, hat you fuckin' fags heard
straight from the fish's 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 heart out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
Can't 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't understand ya Understand my flow?

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

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