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my mic up
my mic up

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm 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
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I 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 classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making 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? through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
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 on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, have these niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And them like sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my up heavy like three whales
And I shit on 'til the speakers fell into the weed smell
your tree fell, see how they 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 gram and 'em and drag 'em like females
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 ancient
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and them like apes 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 and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All and racing keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit back around
With more fire for me to the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I worshiping Gods, look around
certain this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it doesn't (rip)
head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and know that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
I bite the beat up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my up
Back to the hood and off to the I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the 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, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

There's a light to this tirade
It might make 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 such a range of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze it sideways
I just pulled up in Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And should I it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the
To take the attention away my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're your ink then
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes
But sounds like he may need FLO, nasally 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 was this weekend?
You the real Slim 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 up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so get smashed
And wake up the next day with the trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is
Shady for president, ho, don't me go take it back to the days of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I fell asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
Guess if I hopped out freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living 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 I sweat 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 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 ass shaking
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them and freaking hands flailing
like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of than I am of failure
So what does that ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran into the damn railing

Chill, man,