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Nah man, not quite yet...

Girl I
you just mighta just try-ta pull a fast one I'm mad
You just hurt my god feeling, and that was the last one I had
this look like an arcade, trying to play games, see the saw blade
See the silhouette, of a in your walk way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, you're hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fall guy
I don't gas my Mercedes midnight, I treat it like a Mogwi
Cuz it will turn into a gremlin and run over women & men
vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its engine
Bitch them digits while your cringin'
Not by the hair on my
Will I spen-spend ten cents on you
Since when do you think it's cost me a pretty penny
Shit if I think a penny's
Just how beautiful, a quarter is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, catch an by his toe

While he's tryin to a snowball but, don't make him lose his cool

If he hollers better let him go

(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
Get up get a move on, like a u-haul
You can rack brain like pool balls
You won't ever think of shit, yeah honey you called?
here I come, havoc on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your in the same basket
You can count every motherfuckin 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we gonna get it
Like the Kraken & Titans, when clash and
Get your brains so bad
You have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a asshole
Now let's take that line, run it up the flag with Elton
See if he's with it, don't stand there and look stupid at me bitch
I ain't in the mood for the shit, gif my dick, it till it pops up

Ya'll are so motherfuckin of shit that your stocked up
Me, I'm always shittin at the mouth

your speakers crap out (pthhhhp)

Ha, what? Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit (Chit- chigarette)
But you won't get a hot fudge Sunday me

So do not my way slut, because...
(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
And now that I got your panties in a and your bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you stop asking me the fuck for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you more
Bitch it's time to put the math back in the
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
Every flow, got it
So every last word, hat you fuckin' heard
straight from the fish's ass
Yeah, in words, I'm a bass-turd
Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I don't feel any
Eat your out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got magnetism
Can't 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I understand ya flow Understand my flow?

I flow, like Troy Polamalu's hair, boy
Don't you dare try to follow or boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, stay the fuck outta my boy

You can look, you can stare and
But you touch I'm too clairvoyant
I don't get it man, is a void
All weak shit, what am I, steroids?
Well bitch, I'm back with some for that ass
In ya trunk (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Thank you for coming out. you enjoyed the show.
next time... peace.