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Nah man, not quite yet...

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

While he's tryin to roll a snowball but, 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 your like pool balls
You won't ever think of shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same
You can every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet ass that, we gonna get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, when they and
Get your bashin so bad
You gonna have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a on a fag's asshole
Now let's take that line, run it up the flag pole with
See if he's cool with it, don't there and look stupid at me bitch
I ain't in the mood for the shit, gif my dick, Google it it pops up

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

Till your speakers out (pthhhhp)

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

So do not my way slut, because...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now that I got panties in a bunch 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 you want more
Bitch time to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
flow, got it mastered
So every last word, hat you fags heard
Comes straight from the ass
Yeah, in words, I'm a bass-turd
Lookin' at me like a Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I don't feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, Understandable why jealous
animal, I got cannibal magnetism
Can't resist 'em now can ya
Shady, I don't understand ya 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 my hair boy

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