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

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

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

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

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

Replay my race
When I was chasin' the at eighteen
Eight years later his in Beijing
No choice I cream, so

Stat Quo, we're

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

I just deal with the I receive
By rolling my sleeves sure was a breeze
I bring him to his knees
And tell him "Suck my dick" I take a bow and
With a sack of unmarked cheese

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

in the hood be askin', where I be
Dogg, I'm out in Hawaii, like it? Drink my pee
song for the "Detox" LP
Feet fail he

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

Bobby Creek, we're

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

No regret, live by a you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas won't be certified 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

a chance, at the dance, without a Bow tie
Shady Records re-introduce you to Mow-ti
So high, of the light they have given me
And the haters like a shofurr because it's me

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

I can prove I'm 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 eight too

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

The between me and you, I already done it
And lived the street life, niggas run away 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
Some of the feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, death in me

I take life through the pen, by the way see
Or have you in the pen like American meat
I'm connected gettin' 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 contract, Shady's back, nigga

Ha! I you we was back
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