Turn my mic up
Turn my mic up
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the left) f** it, blackout n***as!
Oh my Lord
Know when the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get your a** kicked, pow!
Frown while I sh** on your crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cash cow
Do I make 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit with the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, click pow
Stop traffic dropping them cla**ics, flip now
b**hes I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't have enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
f** is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these n***as nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower seed shell
See these sk**s got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I sh** on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed smell
n***a your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these n***as already know the way that I f** sh** up, minus the details
The case is shut, your b**h remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient s*ut
Her stomach down like she was a basement f**
Swell up this sh** like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake n***as up
Ragdolling these n***as and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break n***as neck like a bracelet, f**
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, n***as be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this sh** circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up sh** that I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain this sh** splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split sh** apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that it's a cla**ic
And the way it's going you could easily get your a** kicked
See, me and Shady together we're crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry b**h (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli, ba*tards
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long n***as is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is fried
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Steady on the left) f** em, black out n***a
There's a light contagiousness to this tirade
It just might make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a f**ing fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, f** making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham Lincoln
Other than your husband's f**ing brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your a** down f*ggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for cla** clown
Rich democrat, b**h, so I'm just a candidate
To come f** up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every campus on a f**ing rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Gla** ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
f** you telling me, fools? I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing b**bs
Me and Bus put it down like a sick pet
You're f**ing with vets dawg, f**ing internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything s**s, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living sh** out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as commercial as my f**ing leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl, alert
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that a** shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of failure
So what does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a f** about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn railing
Chill, man, chill