my mic up my mic up
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas! Oh my
Know when the get down the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow! Frown while I shit on your 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 dropping them classics, flip now Bitches I'm making skip with thou Art, you don't really that when I growl Let me let me come and mop up the knock offs When I pop off I stop, cause What we do? through, you better lock doors (Pause) The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw And if you have enough in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen Fuck is going on? with the beat and the raps is callous Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous And clipping nails and dribbling in wetness And them like sunflower seed shell See these skills got my weight up heavy like three 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 shook banging on retail until they cripple See I like I'm slanging a weed sale And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like Oh see well, these niggas already the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an slut Her stomach down she was a basement fuck Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in gut So graciously, ungraciously, I wake niggas up Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like in the cut I'm waiting for the while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck It's kinda me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking Until I'm 'em stuck I got 'em happier than a child in a chasing a duck When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be they luck I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they 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 shit that I I quit worshiping Gods, look certain this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter Shameful the way I shatter, shit apart it doesn't matter (rip) Your head up off your shoulders, bullets than a boulder Break 'em and they know that it's a And the way it's going you could get your ass kicked See, me and Shady we're crazy Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a bitch (we that sick) Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me spazz I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards While I the beat 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 and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child And I been blacking out so long niggas is if the hook has died, naw But the beat is
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga
There's a light contagiousness to this It just might you sick So irate this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded But go through such a wide of this emotion That my rage has gotta through it sideways I just up in Clive Davis' driveway With his personal memoir he's bi Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, him cry "rape" then arrive naked And drive straight the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the (Shady) out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger To take the away from my stinking face it was bringing Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking An of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then So if is any indication of what you may be facing You better make a distinction cause you fake Are a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression That's the worst impersonation I've ever and Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, crazily But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally kind of stupid question is that? Hey Mrs. Lincoln than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend? You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot See me on a ballot? I'm running for clown Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate To fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign To have every campus on a rampage Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Glass ashtray smashed, champagne on the lampshades But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD I almost fell on the wake up show you telling me, fools? I was living shock Raising hell up in shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs Me and Bus put it like a sick pet You're fucking with dawg, fucking internet bloggers "I sit in front of my computer all day and on Everything, I'm an expert on everything, sucks, play the next song" Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot With Biggie and the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong Son of God I'm not soft a wet log, force never gets clogged I'm so full of that I sweat fog Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left, Step off of it or you get on soft Bout as as my fucking leo jet get you as green as a Chia Pet I can see that 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, came to hit you a fan favorite But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn More afraid of success than I am of So what does that ya? That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about Stan mailing his last piece of fan mail Before he ran straight into the damn
Chill, man,