Unhhhhhh
It's like sounding like I just had a stroke
Unhhhh
(We smoked it all!)
[Chorus]
They think I'm Slim Shady, Asher Roth
Keep judgin', Ha**lehoff
I hang with trees, McIntosh
I made another track, you were jackin' off
They think I'm Slim Shady, Asher Roth
Keep judgin', Ha**lehoff
I hang with trees, McIntosh
I made another track, you were jackin' off
[Verse 1]
No tard on the mic, go hard, bo*er-like make tracks that you get mad at
Smilin', makin' hits like domestic violence, where the motherf**in' stepdads at?
Right here if you're where I'm from, we never wanna do what our parents done
Mine smoked weed, I got a pair of blunts so I guess I'm a hypocrite a little bit drunk
Bro go adjust to me, front for a month then f**s with me
I'm in a whip with a chick got d** with me, and I spit it and admit that publicly
Ever quit that sh** it'll be reluctantly, got a list of the villains that I must defeat
And my life just changed so abrupt-a-ly, but I'm alive and I'm twenty-five luckily
Cause I'm Spose (Spose motherf**a), glorious
Still doin' work, laborious
The Audacity, f** yes!
I'm monumental, I'm statuesque
[Chorus]
They think I'm Slim Shady, Asher Roth
Keep judgin', Ha**lehoff
I hang with trees, McIntosh
I made another track, you were jackin' off
They think I'm Slim Shady, Asher Roth
Keep judgin', Ha**lehoff
I hang with trees, McIntosh
I made another track, you were jackin' off
[Verse 2]
MCs got beef like a bistro, hate or relate to the people
Every time I preach get my priest on, mics I'm a beast on, Nissan whip it like Devo
And I don't sell kilos, and me on the line's kinda like Ray Allen with the free throws
And I don't do the dougie or the jerk when I lurk on a verse doin' work, Home Depot
Or Lowes (Lowes), Spose (Spose)
Little bit of weed spittin' trees where the green gra** grows (Grows) so (so)
That's how I think you are on the mic, you blow (blow) oh (no)
Got Nathan on my neck and wrist no (ho) mo (bro) go
Keep jerkin' off to my pho-tos
I'm awesome, f**in s**cellent
Your sh**'s week, excrement
That kid Spose, gotta hand it to
He still k**s it, Van der Sloot