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(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

when the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
while I shit on your crown
Skip town will 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 dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them with thou
Art, you don't really that when I growl
Let me come let me and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I never stop,
What we do? through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No need to up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you have enough
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like seed shell
See these skills got my up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a 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 me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a basement
Swell up this like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack like apes in the cut
I'm for the taking 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 racing keeping 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em than a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this circling back around
more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain this splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit it doesn't matter (rip)
Your up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
'em and they know that it's a classic
And the way it's you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
While I bite the up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now 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 is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm 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 contagiousness to this
It just make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my mind (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 up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause I- wait, did the world 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 thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in you was thinking
An of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you imitations
Are a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation ever seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
What kind of stupid question is
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
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 down
See me on a ballot? I'm running for clown
democrat, bitch, so I'm just a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode a campaign
To have every campus on a rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the
But this ain't up for debate, this is
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 asleep on the up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
You're with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot
Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan
But if you too fly for coach get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More of success than I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,