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Nah man, not quite yet...

I think
you just mighta just try-ta pull a 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 in your walk way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, while hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle when I by
Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fuckin fall guy
I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a
Cuz it will turn into a gremlin and run over women & men
Vrrrrrn vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its
gimme them digits while your cringin'
Not by the hair on my
Will I spen-spend even ten on you
Since when do you think it's cost me a pretty penny
Shit if I think a pretty
Just image how beautiful, a is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, catch an by his toe

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

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

Till your speakers out (pthhhhp)

Ha, what? Girl you got a hot butt, a lit cigarette (Chit- chigarette)
But you won't get a hot Sunday 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 the fuck for
Now look you slut-cunt-whore, I know you want more
Bitch it's to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
Every flow, got it
So every last word, hat you fuckin' fags
straight from the fish's ass
Yeah, in words, I'm a bass-turd
Lookin' at me a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I don't feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
Can't 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I understand 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 even medium rare, stay the fuck outta my 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?
Well bitch, I'm back with shit for that ass
In ya trunk (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Thank you for out. Hope you enjoyed the show.
Until time... peace.