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Nah man, not quite yet...

I think
you just mighta just try-ta pull a muhfuckin one I'm mad
You just hurt my god damn feeling, and was the last one I had
Does look like 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, while hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can em all fucking dog whistle when 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 like a
Cuz it will turn into a and run over kids women & men
vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its engine
Bitch gimme them digits while your
Not by the hair on my
Will I spen-spend ten cents on you
Since when do you think it's gonna me a pretty 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, don't make him lose his

If he better 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 like balls
You won't ever think of this shit, yeah you called?
Well I come, havoc on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak
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 & Titans, when they clash and
Get brains 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 line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if he's cool with it, don't stand there and 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 crap 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 own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you stop asking me what the for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I you want more
Bitch it's time to put the math back in the
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
flow, got it mastered
So every last word, hat you fuckin' heard
Comes from the fish's ass
Yeah, in other words, I'm a
Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the Yeah still plenty
No morals, are in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, why you're jealous
animal, I got cannibal magnetism
Can't 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't ya flow Understand my flow?

Bitch I flow, like Troy hair, boy
Don't you dare try to 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?
Well bitch, I'm with some shit for that ass
In ya trunk (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.