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can stop and nothing can change it
And you better just make new arrangements
If you you the top and king of the castle
You about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new

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

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

Yo his verses crazy, on that "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
When they speak on hip-hop legends is amaze me
I thought the formula was to hit mainstream
And it big b-b-big b-b-baby

So maybe the made me crazy
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 better day

Replay my relay
I was chasin' the afee at eighteen
Eight years his voice in Beijing
No choice I cream, so

Stat Quo, back

This is what I eat, sleep and breath and feed my
Would it fulfill all my needs c'mon
I treat the mic like the block, fuck with my rocks, and
Critics me to underachieve

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

I it hard to believe 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 with Dre and E

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

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

Bobby Creek, back

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

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

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

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

I can prove I'm here to do something you do
hand to hand coke sales, from my revenue
I ain't been to a function, where I ain't snuck a weapon
'Cause my reveals a one eight 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 my street ethics, to the booth
And the shady crime fam, Al in his youth

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

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 the pen, by the way I'ma see
Or have you in the pen like American meat
I'm gettin' weight from MS 13
With S.K's, A.R's and fourteens

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 tens of
I'm in a lifetime contract, Shady's back,

Ha! I you we was back
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