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

Know the cats get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
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 them classics, now
Bitches I'm making them with thou
Art, you don't really want that I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't enough
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like three
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like
Oh see well, these niggas already the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing 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 buck it's funny, niggas be they luck
I be them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and the sound
I light up shit that I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters 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 a boulder
Break 'em and they know that it's a
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long 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, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It just might make you
So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it
I just pulled up in Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying bi
a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid question is
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get
And wake up the next day the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the
But this up for debate, this 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, fools? I was shock
Raising up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick
Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain a world of hurt 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 better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More of success than I am of failure
So what does that ya?
on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,