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(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

Know when the cats get
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown I shit on your crown
Skip town grounds will on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them skip thou
Art, you don't really want when I growl
Let me come let me and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you ain't have
in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is
Bang on another song, I'mma have niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and in wetness
And nibble like sunflower seed shell
See skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on 'til the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm a weed sale
And I triple and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All and racing keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em than a child in a park chasing a duck
I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I quit worshiping Gods, look
It's certain this shit splatters click paint make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get your ass
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli,
While I bite the beat up put the in a heater
I'm chopping foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the I'm hoping you protect your child
And I blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It just might you sick
So irate with this my brain is just a fucking fried egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through a wide range of this emotion
That my rage has squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis'
With his memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then naked
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I em the finger
To the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are leaving a bad taste, making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the whole party, me and starting a campaign
To every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the up show
you telling me, fools? I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot
With and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get on soft
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More of success than I am of failure
So what that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like Stan his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran into the damn railing

Chill, man,