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Nah man, not quite 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 like an arcade, trying to play games, see the saw blade
See the silhouette, of a stalker in your walk way, cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, you're hog tied
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all dog whistle when I walk by
Seavers on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fuckin fall guy
I don't gas my after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwi
Cuz it will turn into a gremlin and run over women & men
Vrrrrrn vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a in its engine
gimme them digits while your cringin'
Not by the on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spen-spend even ten on you
Since when do you think it's gonna me a pretty penny
Shit if I a penny's pretty
image how beautiful, a quarter is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, an eskimo 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 baby get a on, like a u-haul
You can rack your brain like balls
You won't think of this shit, yeah honey you called?
Well I come, havoc on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see hear and it
Lady put money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same
You can count every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it
Cuz, you can bet ass that, we gonna get it crackin
the Kraken & Titans, when they clash and
Get brains bashin so bad
You gonna have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a blood napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a asshole
Now let's that line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if he's cool with it, don't stand and look stupid at me bitch
I ain't in the mood for the shit, gif my dick, Google it it pops up

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

Till your speakers 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 don't own me) Now 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 the fuck for
Now look you little slut-cunt-whore, I you want more
Bitch it's to put the math back in the Mathers
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
Every flow, got it
So last word, hat you fuckin' fags heard
straight from the fish's ass
Yeah, in other words, I'm a
Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? Yeah still
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I really don't any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, why you're jealous
Fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
Can't 'em now can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't understand ya flow my flow?

Bitch I flow, Troy Polamalu's hair, boy
Don't you dare try to follow or boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, stay the fuck 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 this weak shit, what am I,
Well bitch, I'm with some shit for that ass
In ya trunk (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Thank you for coming out. Hope you the show.
next time... peace.