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Nah man, not finished yet...

Girl I
you just mighta just try-ta pull a muhfuckin one I'm mad
You hurt my god damn feeling, and that was the last one I had
Does this look like an arcade, trying to games, see the saw blade
See the silhouette, of a stalker in your walk way, better
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, while hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass the fuckin fall guy
I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a
Cuz it will turn into a and run over kids women & men
Vrrrrrn vrrrn! so big you can fit a midget in its engine
Bitch gimme them digits your cringin'
Not by the hair on my
Will I even ten cents on you
when do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny
Shit if I think a penny's
Just image how beautiful, a is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, catch an by his toe

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

If he better let him go ya'll

(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Get up baby get a move on, like a
You can rack your brain like balls
You won't ever of this shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I it
Evil, I see and speak it
put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the basket
You can count every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it
Cuz, you can bet your ass that, we get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, when clash and
Get brains bashin so bad
You gonna Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a asshole
Now take that line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if he's cool with it, don't there and look stupid 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 your stocked up
Me, I'm shittin diarrhea at the mouth

your speakers crap out (pthhhhp)

Ha, Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit cigarette (Chit- chigarette)
But you get a hot fudge Sunday from me

So do not my way slut, because...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now that I got your panties in a bunch and bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you stop asking me what the for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I you want more
it's time to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
flow, got it mastered
So every last word, hat you fuckin' heard
straight from the fish's ass
Yeah, in words, I'm a bass-turd
at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still plenty
No morals, are in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, Understandable why you're
Fuckin' animal, I got magnetism
Can't 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't understand ya Understand my flow?

I flow, like Troy Polamalu's hair, boy
Don't you try to follow or compare boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, stay the outta my hair 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 weak shit, what am I, steroids?
Well bitch, I'm back with shit for that ass
In ya trunk (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Thank you for out. Hope you enjoyed the show.
Until time... peace.