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Nah man, not quite yet...

I think
you just mighta just pull a muhfuckin fast one I'm mad
You just hurt my god damn feeling, and that was the one I had
this look like an arcade, trying to play games, see the saw blade
See the silhouette, of a stalker in walk way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, while you're hog
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog when I walk by
Colt on a mule, stuntin on that 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 digits while cringin'
Not by the on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I even ten cents on you
Since when do you it's gonna cost me a pretty penny
Shit if I a penny's pretty
Just image how beautiful, a is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, catch an by his toe

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

If he hollers better let him go

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

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

Till 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 own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now that I got your in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you asking me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you want
Bitch time to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
Every flow, got it
So every last word, hat you fags heard
Comes straight 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 in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any
Eat your out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
resist 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't understand ya flow my flow?

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

You can look, you can and point
But you can't touch I'm too
I get it man, is there a void
All this weak shit, am I, steroids?
Well bitch, I'm with some shit for that ass
In ya trunk (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.