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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 that was the one I had
Does this look like an arcade, trying to 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 em all fucking dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on ass like the fuckin fall guy
I don't gas my after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwi
Cuz it will turn a gremlin and run over kids 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 even ten 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, catch an 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 don't own me) Now we go, go, go
Get up baby get a on, like a u-haul
You can rack your brain like pool
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 on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the basket
You can count motherfuckin chicken 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we gonna get it
Like the & Titans, when they clash and
Get your bashin so bad
You gonna have Cobain 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 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 motherfuckin full of shit that stocked up
Me, I'm always shittin diarrhea at the

Till your crap out (pthhhhp)

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

So do not my way slut, because...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now that I got panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
Ima you why I came, so you stop asking me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I 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 from 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 your heart out Hannibal, Understandable why jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
resist 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't understand ya flow Understand my

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 outta my hair boy

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