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(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) it, blackout niggas!
Oh my

Know when the get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown I shit on your crown
Skip town grounds appear 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 dropping them classics, now
I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No need to up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you have enough
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 they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a weed
And I triple and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I wake niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking I'm blasted
All and racing keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier than a child in a chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, 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 live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up that I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters click paint make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit it doesn't matter (rip)
head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know it's a classic
And the way it's you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like baking a bomb and a cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

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

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It just might make you
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through a wide range of this emotion
That my has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the
To take the away from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, wasting your ink then
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck a bad impression
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may some FLO, nasally speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and starting a campaign
To have every campus on a fucking
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
Glass smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
Where and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell on the wake up show
Fuck you me, fools? I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the 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
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing
like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of than I am of failure
So what that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck nothing
Like Stan mailing his piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,