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can stop and nothing can change it
And you better just make new livin'
If you think you the top and of the castle
You to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new asshole

All I hear is I'm the best at this and I'm at that
But I don't my name, no name brought up in rap
And I usually trip or damn get caught up in that
But when say one of the best

I'm nowhere thought up as that, not even the league
As Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or
The name me somewhere at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that verse, or that Jay-Z

Yo his verses crazy, on that "Renegade" beat
But I never bought no whole CD of Shady
And all I hear is pop come on the Radio
And they play 'em 20 in a row daily

And they well maybe the same reason they don't say me
When they speak on legends which is amaze me
'Cause I thought the formula was to hit
And make it big b-b-big

So maybe the eighties me crazy
I've been tryin' to get my up since the ace Slim Shady
Gave me the key, paved the way
So lately, my gets better each day

Replay my race
When I was chasin' the afee at
Eight later his voice in Beijing
No I chase cream, so

Stat Quo, back

is what I eat, sleep and breath and feed my kids
Would it all my family needs c'mon
I treat the mic like the block, with my rocks, and squeeze
expecting me to underachieve

I just deal with the hate I
By rolling back my sleeves was a breeze
I bring him right to his
And him "Suck my dick" I take a bow and leave
With a sack full of cheese

I it hard to believe who to pull or proceed
To be G's and claim runnin' shit nigga I run me
As a kid, said I had a mouth on me
The same mouth got me the deal Dre and E

in the hood be askin', where I be
Dogg, I'm out in Hawaii, don't like it? my pee
Record for the "Detox" LP
don't fail he

Niggas got me like Cranberry and Belvee
die wealthy
Boss in the game, what the fuck they tell me?
A towns auntre, Aftermath,

Bobby Creek, we're

Y'all y'all block, they sent me to corner that
Rap game's an old flame, my nigga I want 'em
Like mic check, pimp for what it's I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some that ain't right yet

No regret, live by a code you don't 'bout
Y'all won't be certified till I show I
Go out on a limb 'em 'cause I'm wid him
Put a barrel to the apparel of you and some of

Stand a chance, at the dance, a Bow tie
Shady Records re-introduce you to Mow-ti
So high, of the light that have given me
And the haters like a shofurr because driven me

To a view with a vendetta I am the
I don't give a fuck about ya nigga I'm just me
We the reason for the season so I'm breezin' the track

I can I'm here to do something you never do
From to hand coke sales, from my revenue
I ain't been to a function, where I ain't snuck a weapon
'Cause my background reveals a one seven too

To the block, I'm the truth to the cops, I'm the proof of
And niggas out there, you just gotta shoot
I carry over my street ethics, to the
And the crime fam, Al Capone in his youth

The difference between me and you, I done it
And the street life, niggas run away from if
You follow my life, in a blunted
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the

You can find me now, on the C.A. streets
I'm on the of the building, shooting at police
of the homies feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, lived in me

I take life through the pen, by the way see
Or have you raped in the pen like meat
I'm connected gettin' weight MS 13
With S.K's, A.R's and Mini

I'm Cashis, the of the real, with a strap
On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, a rap
Get the on tip, two for tens of crack
I'm in a lifetime contract, back, nigga

Ha! I told you we was
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