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Nah man, not quite yet...

Girl I
you mighta just try-ta pull a muhfuckin fast one I'm mad
You just hurt my god feeling, and that was the last one I had
this look like an arcade, trying to play games, see the saw blade
See the silhouette, of a stalker in your way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, while you're hog
MCs get so quiet, you can hear em all fucking dog whistle I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, 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! so big you can fit a midget in its engine
gimme them digits while your cringin'
Not by the hair on my
I spen-spend even ten cents on you
Since when do you think gonna cost me a pretty penny
if I think a penny's pretty
Just image how beautiful, a is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, an eskimo by his toe

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

If he hollers better let him go

(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
Get up get a move on, like a u-haul
You can rack your brain pool balls
You won't ever think of this shit, yeah you called?
Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your in the same basket
You can count every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it
Cuz, you can bet ass that, we gonna get it crackin
Like the & Titans, when they clash and
Get your brains so bad
You gonna have Kurt asking to autograph on a blood stained napkin
Unfashionable, about as rational as a rash on a fag's
Now let's take that line, run it up the 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 that stocked up
Me, I'm always shittin at the mouth

Till your speakers out (pthhhhp)

Ha, what? Girl you got a hot butt, a lit cigarette (Chit- chigarette)
But you won't get a hot Sunday from me

So do not my way slut, because...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
And now I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
Ima show you why I came, so you stop asking me what the for
Now you little slut-cunt-whore, I know 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 every last word, hat you fuckin' heard
Comes straight from the ass
Yeah, in other words, I'm a
Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the Yeah still plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I really feel any
Eat heart out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
animal, I got cannibal magnetism
Can't resist 'em now can ya
Shady, I don't ya flow Understand my flow?

Bitch I flow, 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 fuck my hair boy

You can look, you can stare and
But you touch I'm too clairvoyant
I get it man, is there a void
All this shit, what am I, steroids?
Well bitch, I'm with some shit for that ass
In ya elephant (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You own me) Now here we go, go, go
Thank you for coming out. you enjoyed the show.
next time... peace.