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

Know when the cats get
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
Skip grounds 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
traffic dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them with thou
Art, you really want 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 they
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you ain't enough
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, have these niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like seed shell
See these got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
Nigga tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on until they cripple
See I like I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this like I'm sticking sticks in their 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 niggas like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me 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 happier a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit I toss
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger a boulder
Break 'em and know that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together crazy
Like baking a and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come Haiti, I'm suggesting 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 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 blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, black out

There's a contagiousness to this tirade
It just might you sick
So irate with this my is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow
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 saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive
And drive straight through the gay pride parade
Cause here I- wait, did the world pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the
To take the attention away from my stinking 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 is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode a campaign
To every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it to the days of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up
Fuck you me, fools? I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it like a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you prick
With Biggie and kicked the shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem 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 you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,