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Nah man, not quite yet...

Girl I
you just mighta just try-ta pull a fast 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 play games, see the saw
See the silhouette, of a stalker in walk way, better cooperate
Or get sautéed, and rotisserie, you're 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 gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwi
Cuz it will into a gremlin and run over kids women & men
vrrrn! motor so big you can fit a midget in its engine
Bitch gimme them digits while cringin'
Not by the on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spen-spend ten cents on you
Since when do you think gonna cost me a pretty penny
Shit if I think a pretty
image how beautiful, a quarter is to me
Ee-nee-mee-nee-my-nee-moe, an eskimo by his toe

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

If he hollers better let him go

(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 think of shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, havoc on the beat, I it
Evil, I see and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that weak shit
Put your eggs in the same
You can every motherfuckin chicken 'fore it hatches
Cuz, you can bet ass that, we gonna get it crackin
Like the Kraken & Titans, when they and
Get brains bashin so bad
You gonna have Kurt Cobain asking to autograph on a stained napkin
Unfashionable, as rational as a rash on a fag's asshole
Now let's take line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if cool with it, don't stand there and look stupid at me bitch
I ain't in the mood for the shit, gif my dick, it till it pops up

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

Till speakers crap out (pthhhhp)

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

So do not my way slut, because...
(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
And now that I got 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 look you little slut-cunt-whore, I know you want
Bitch it's time to put the math back in the
Cuz I'm a (problem), run boy!
flow, got it mastered
So every last word, hat you fags heard
Comes straight the fish's ass
Yeah, in other words, I'm a
Lookin' at me like a killed Kenny, gas in the tank? still plenty
No morals, are instilled in me, so remorse, I really feel any
Eat your out Hannibal, Understandable why you're jealous
animal, I got cannibal magnetism
Can't resist 'em now can ya
Shady, I don't understand ya flow my flow?

Bitch I flow, like 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 don't get it man, is a void
All this shit, what am I, steroids?
Well bitch, I'm back some shit for that ass
In ya trunk (Hemorrhoids)
And boys...
(You don't own me) Now we go, go, go
you for coming out. Hope you enjoyed the show.
Until time... peace.