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

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

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

Yo his verses were crazy, on "Renegade" beat
But I ain't never bought no CD of Shady
And all I hear is pop tunes on the Radio
And they play 'em 20 in a row daily

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

So maybe the eighties made me
I've been tryin' to get my weight up the ace Slim Shady
Gave me the gate key, the way
So lately, my stakes gets each day

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

Stat Quo, we're

This is what I eat, sleep and breath and my kids
Would it fulfill all my family needs
I treat the mic the block, fuck with my rocks, and squeeze
Critics me to underachieve

I deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves was a breeze
I him right to his knees
And tell him "Suck my dick" I take a bow and
With a full of unmarked cheese

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

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

got me bent like Cranberry and Belvee
I'ma die
Boss in the game, what the fuck gon' tell me?
A towns auntre, Aftermath,

Bobby Creek, we're

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

No regret, by a code you don't know 'bout
niggas 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
Records re-introduce you niggas 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 I am the apitomee
I give a fuck about ya nigga I'm just livin' me
We the reason for the so I'm breezin' through the track

I can prove I'm here to do something you do
From to hand coke sales, from my revenue
I ain't been to a function, I ain't snuck a weapon through
'Cause my background a one eight seven too

To the block, I'm the truth to the cops, I'm the of this
And niggas still out there, you just 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 already it
And lived the street life, niggas run away if
You follow my life, in a midwest
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the

You can find me right now, on the C.A.
I'm on the roof of the building, shooting at
Some of the homies opposition can't kill me
I'm a obituary, death lived in me

I life through the pen, by the way I'ma see
Or have you raped in the pen like American
I'm connected weight from 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 block on tip, two for of crack
I'm in a lifetime contract, back, nigga

Ha! I you we was back
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