my mic up my mic up
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga (Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga (Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas! Oh my
when the cats get down Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow! Frown while I shit on crown 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 them with thou Art, you don't want that 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 wolves eat, be by they lockjaws No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw And if you ain't enough What in the fat of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the is callous Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas And they nails and dribbling in wetness And nibble them like sunflower shell See these skills got my weight up like three whales And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until cripple See I cook like I'm a weed sale And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck up, minus the details The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my but kind of an ancient slut Her stomach down like she was a basement Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in gut So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully 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 and drinking 'til I'm blasted All ratchet and racing over 'em blacking Until I'm 'em stuck I got 'em happier than a child in a park a duck When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they I be lacing them up like boots when I'm they face in the mud (ahh) I fling while I spit 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, around It's certain this shit splatters click that'll make 'em scatter Shameful the way I shatter, split apart it doesn't matter (rip) Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a Break 'em and they know that 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 rabies like a pastry bitch (we that sick) Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna Like I'm a crazy Israeli, While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a I'm your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm you protect your child And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the has died, naw But the beat is
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down (Steady on the left) em, black out nigga
a light contagiousness to this tirade It just might make you So with this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg Is my scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded But go such a wide range of this emotion That my has gotta squeeze through it sideways I just pulled up in Davis' driveway With his personal saying he's bi Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, him cry "rape" then arrive naked And drive straight through the gay pride Yippee-Ki-Yay Cause here I- wait, did the just pee on my leg? And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll em back in the times (Shady) Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I em the finger To take the attention away from my stinking 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, you're wasting your ink So if is any indication of what you may be facing You better a distinction cause you fake imitations Are leaving a bad taste, fuck a bad impression That's the worst impersonation I've ever and Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes But sounds he may need 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 that was this weekend? You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass 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 Flipmode starting a To have campus on a fucking rampage Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get And up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades But this up for debate, this is undebatable Shady for president, ho, don't me go take it back to the days of old Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so NoDoz and LSD I almost fell asleep on the wake up Fuck you telling me, I was living shock Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing Me and Bus put it like a sick pet You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet "I sit in front of my computer all day and on Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song" Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick With Biggie and the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets I'm so full of that I sweat fog Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all Step off of it or you get stepped on as commercial as my fucking leo jet Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet I can see that visibly upset, dawg Alert, alert, girl, Once you went into the house of pain a world of hurt so Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan But if you too fly for coach better get them get arms and freaking hands flailing Jump like Van Halen, and for a damn tailwind More afraid of success I am of failure So what does tell ya? on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing Like mailing his last piece of fan mail Before he ran straight the damn railing
Chill, man,