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Shady, me
High & Mighty Trilogy back with the fliest
Shady, Shady, me
High and Mighty Trilogy back with the beats

this third eye, pursue a Cyclops
They trade in they high for nice sized white rocks
Words in my right, that my left ear
Your is ass-out like the Bulls are next year

Fear veneer, you get stung like virgins
Who that cat splurgin' of rehearsing'?
Tough guys, your high rise
Lookin' more like than them fuckin' Fry Guys

Go on uptown senoritas
In Taco screamin', "Viva gorditas"
all your dogs, I give em rabies
They had a chance like my two aborted babies

Got Pope John Paul the second, to Satan
Have your vegan girlfriend cookin' up
On with that shit that you hit
Smoke my withcha, 'cause spinal bifida

My nine is liftin' ya, six when I spray rounds
Hit you twelve shots in mid-air and four more on the way down
As eight strays graze through a hair on the playground
You lay down on a stretcher, don't get carried now

No pun intended, hop out of your whip
And leave it un-attended before I out this gun and end it
you want it dented with bullet holes any minute
'Cause I can leave your Infinite full of even if someone's in it

Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and it
Corner the market, I got her tied up in a and gagged
Bitches get smacked and by the hair and dragged
Like women, while I'm gravediggin' with Marilyn Manson

If you got a bowl of hash better it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take last hit
And if you spittin' wack on the microphone
I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma it

So if you got a of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, take your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two of acid
Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and it

Yo yo, Eon's wack now, how you think
Couldn't get on my record if you shrink rap
Desecrate a crate these rhymes I be totin'
Let's go online and jerk off on your modem

I got stupid mucus these loose lips
My leaf leave your whole persona weak
To the point that you stand up on your feet, retreat
Let's go back in time and my whole steez

The Quickening, did a bris at the
I'm exercisin', doin' liftings and
Instinct's the nicest, I tellin' you
What the fuck guy on the corner been sellin' you?
Here, buy

I'm you at the wrong website
And you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you
Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the in a purse
Disperse like I added too many in a verse

Slim Shady, a perverted of birth
Drivin' off, leavin' a murdered at church
The first person who searchin' the earth for the
That the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first

Get thrown curves and hit with own words
Leave me alone, bitch, I get on my own
And if I don't got two and a middle finger to throw up
I'm takin' off both shoes and stickin' middle toe up

If you got a bowl of hash better it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma your last hit
And if you wack shit on the microphone
I'ma snatch it outta your hand so I'ma detach it

So if you got a bowl of hash, you better it
You got a satchel, it, I'ma take your last hit
I'm off two tabs of acid
Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and it

Any out there, I'm willin' to catch it
Slim Shady, all praises to the High &

Slim Shady, rotten rhymer
Mr. Eon, rhyme dropper
Slim Shady, rotten rhymer
Mr. Eon, illest dropper
Slim Shady, rotten rhymer
Mr. Eon, rhyme dropper