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

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

Fear this veneer, you get like virgins
Who that cat splurgin' instead of
Tough guys, degentrify high rise
Lookin' more Ronald than them fuckin' Fry Guys

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

Got Pope Paul the second, prayin' to Satan
Have your vegan cookin' up bacon
On barbiturates with that that you hit
Smoke my spliffs withcha, 'cause bifida

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

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

the airbag, hit the corner and park it
Corner the market, I got her tied up in a chair and
Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and
Like cave women, while I'm with Marilyn Manson

If you got a of hash better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma your last hit
And if you spittin' wack shit on the
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, flash it, I'ma your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two of acid
my baby's mother in the hatchback and latched it

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

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

The Quickening, did a at the christenin'
I'm exercisin', liftings and twistings
the nicest, I keep tellin' you
What the this guy on the corner been sellin' you?
Here, buy

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

Shady, a perverted version of birth
Drivin' off, leavin' a murdered at church
The first person who searchin' the for the motherfucker
That pulled the plug when 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 balls and a middle finger to up
I'm off both shoes and stickin' each middle toe up

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

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

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

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