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

Know when the cats get
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 traffic dropping them classics, now
I'm making them skip with thou
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? Come through, you better lock (Pause)
The wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to up the coke, you see me chop 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, I'mma have these nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling in
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like 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 shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a weed
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing over 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a chasing a duck
When I'm a buck 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 spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back
With more fire for me to the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I quit Gods, look around
It's 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 it's a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake a pastry bitch (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 the beat 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 I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(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 light to this tirade
It just might make you
So irate with my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through such a wide range of this
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive driveway
With his memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive
And straight through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause I- wait, did the world 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 thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking face it was
Changed the complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're your ink then
So if this is any indication of what you may be
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck 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 of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you that play was this weekend?
You the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go it back to the days of old
Where and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets
I'm so full of that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
Step off of it or you get on soft
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see that visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
you went into the house of pain hearing a world 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 better get them get arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So what does that ya?
That on a scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his piece of fan mail
he ran straight into the damn railing

Chill, man,