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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 hurt my god 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, cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, you're hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle when I by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on 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 kids & men
vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its engine
Bitch gimme them while your cringin'
Not by the on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spen-spend ten cents on you
Since do you think it's 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 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 on, like a u-haul
You can rack your brain like balls
You won't ever think of shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see hear and it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other shit
Put eggs in the same basket
You can count motherfuckin chicken 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, when they and
Get brains bashin so bad
You gonna have Kurt Cobain to autograph on a blood stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a fag's
Now let's take that line, run it up the flag with Elton
See if he's cool with it, don't stand 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 that your stocked up
Me, I'm shittin diarrhea at the mouth

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 me what the fuck for
Now you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you want more
it's time to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
flow, got it mastered
So last word, hat you fuckin' fags heard
Comes straight the fish's ass
Yeah, in words, I'm a bass-turd
at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I really don't any
Eat your out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
Can't resist 'em now can ya
Shady, I don't understand ya flow my flow?

Bitch I flow, like Polamalu's hair, boy
Don't you dare try to follow or 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 a void
All this weak shit, am I, steroids?
Well bitch, I'm 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.
next time... peace.