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Nah man, not finished yet...

Girl I
you just mighta just try-ta a muhfuckin fast 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 way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, you're hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fuckin guy
I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it a Mogwi
Cuz it will turn into a and run over kids women & men
Vrrrrrn vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a in its engine
Bitch gimme them digits while 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 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 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 like pool balls
You won't think of this shit, yeah honey you called?
here I come, havoc on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put money on Shady, fuck that other weak 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, when clash and
Get your brains so bad
You gonna have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood 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 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 it pops up

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

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 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 little slut-cunt-whore, I know you more
Bitch time to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
Every flow, got it
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 feel any
Eat heart out Hannibal, Understandable 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 try to follow or compare boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, the fuck outta my hair boy

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