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Nah man, not quite yet...

Girl I
you just mighta try-ta pull a muhfuckin fast one I'm mad
You just hurt my god damn feeling, and 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 walk way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, while you're hog
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog when I walk by
Colt 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 turn into a gremlin and run over kids women & men
Vrrrrrn vrrrn! so big you can fit a midget in its engine
Bitch gimme them digits your cringin'
Not by the on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spen-spend ten cents on you
Since when do you it's gonna cost me a pretty penny
if I think a penny's pretty
Just how beautiful, a quarter is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, an eskimo by his toe

While tryin 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 your brain like balls
You ever think of this shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I it
Evil, I see hear and it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other shit
Put your eggs in the same
You can every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, they clash and
Get your brains 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 line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if he's with it, don't 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 shit that stocked up
Me, I'm always shittin diarrhea at the

Till speakers crap out (pthhhhp)

Ha, what? Girl you got a hot butt, a lit cigarette (Chit- chigarette)
But you get a hot fudge 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 in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you asking me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you want
Bitch 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
Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the Yeah still plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I really don't any
Eat heart out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got magnetism
resist 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't ya flow Understand my flow?

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

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