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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

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on your
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 them skip with
Art, you don't really that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you have enough
What in the fat of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And them like sunflower seed shell
See these got my weight 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 and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and 'em like females
Oh see well, niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em happier a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, look
certain this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it doesn't (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
While I bite the beat up put the 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 whylin' I'm hoping you 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, 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 nigga
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

There's a contagiousness to this tirade
It might make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking egg
Is my scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of emotion
That my has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive driveway
With his personal memoir saying bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, his ride, making 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 it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I em the finger
To the attention away from 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, wasting your ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every campus on a rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a world of so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of than I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last of fan mail
he ran straight into the damn railing

Chill, man,