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Slim
Slim
Shady

Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube filled
And pop the same that got Tupac killed
Spit to these hoes, like a soap opera episode
And punch a bitch in the nose, till her whole explodes

There's three things I hate, girls, women and
I'm that to walk up and drop-kick midgets
They call me Boogie Night, the that walks awkward
Stick figure a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg

through the airport, sluggish, walkin' on crutches
Hit a [incomprehensible] luggage
It's like a dream, I can't snap out, I out, I back out
I'm lookin' for [incomprehensible] to beat the crap out

I'm bringin' you rap two middle fingers
I you off in French, then translate in English
Then I'ma off the face of the planet and come back
Speakin' so much Spanish, Pun even understand it

Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim
Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim motherfuckin'
Won't you busa rhyme for me, Slim Shady
Won't you rhyme for me, boy?

I had a huge attitude, off staticky
Mad at you, had you mad at me
I'm not a commodity, I'm an
Who oddly enough developed a Halloween following

It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an
College girls live in an world
Full of earl, head twirls time the toilet swirls

Covered in throw-up and I to grow up
I won't budge, I tell a grown-up to shut up
I this rap game suspenseful 'cause now I got a impulse
To give you wrote with a pencil

And the paper on you, choppin' down the oakwood
'Cause everything you wrote in your notebook was no good
And as as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin'
You motherfuckers are puttin' your words together for

Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Shady
Won't you busa for me, boy? Slim motherfuckin' Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Shady
Won't you busa for me, boy?

the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors
We get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on shit daily
What you want? What you Is it hot? Is it hot?

Turn the music up, we gon' the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to
Me and Slim Shady, on shit daily
What you What you want?

A person another planet
Might disagree you
Well if you my opinion
It comes from right on Earth

Slim Shady,
Timbaland, Slim

I'm and suicidal with no friends
Holdin' a gun no handle, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin' tecs at you until you see fuckin' legs
With the bullet and the exit wounds layin' next to you

mad dog, foamin' at the mouth
Fuck mouth, my whole house is at the couch
Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a
And every window out on the way down to the ground

Woke up to a staff, got up and laughed
Chopped 'em in half, suffocated the mask
Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and beefin' again
Slide back to and stand in the crossfire

Y'all better call the police I kill this track
Don't Missy, get back
Uhh, I'ma put you all in the
Uhh, and I'ma you MC's die

Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her
I think done pissed her off this time
Yo, I'ma have to you through your chest and
Uhh, you have to clean up the mess

rainin', rainin' and it's pourin' loud
Never fear, pissy Missy's through the crowd
Uhh, I hear the gats go
Who shot me Bitch get down

Don't walk when I talk, I never talk I smile
Lay 'em on down, they lived underground
For the that me and Timbaland, we found
Get your ass later or get your ass kicked now

Uhh, one, two
Misdemeanor, Slim
Timbaland,
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Cool, cool,
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