Turn my mic up
Turn my mic up
(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) f- it, blackout, n-
(Oh, my Lord) lower the casket down (down)
Sprinkle the ash, or get your a- kicked, pow (pow)
Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town (town)
Ground zero, Shapiro, the king cash cow (cow-cow)
Do I make ′em say "Wow"? Strip (ow)
Bow, I sit with the pound, click (blaow) blaow
Click, click (blaow) click (blaow)
Stop traffic, dropping them classics, flip now
B-, I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don′t really want start, when I growl (growl)
(Rawr, rawr, rawr)
Let me come and mop up the knockoffs
When I pop off and never stop, 'cause
When we do come through, you better lock doors (pause)
The wolves wanna eat, peep how they lock jaws
No need to cook up the c-, you see? We cop raw
And if you ain't had enough-
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal fahrvergnügen f- is goin′ on?
Back with the B.A Baracus, callous bang, on another song
I′ma have these n- nervous and clippin' they nails and dribblin′
And witness them, nibble them, like sunflower seed shells
See these scales, got my weight up heavy, like three whales
And I s- on these males, 'til it′s stinkin'
Fouler, than a weed smell, n-, your tree fell
See how they Twitter, Facebook and Instagrammin′ an email?
Talking I'm sick, I got them shook and I bang 'em at retail
Until they cripple, see I cook, like I′m slangin′ a w- sale
Until I triple bred, and whoop 'em and drag ′em like females
Oh, see well, these n- already know
The way that I f- shit up, minus the details, the case is shut
Your b- remind me of replacement butt
Kind of an ancient s-, it's goin′ down like she was a basement f-
Swell up this s-, like I'm stickin′ steaks in they gut
So gracefully and graciously, I painfully wake n- up
Ragdolling these n-, and attackin' like apes in the cut, I'm waitin′ for the takin′
While I break n- neck, like a bracelet (fuck)
It's kinda like, me having a c- in the truck and drinkin′ 'til I′m blasted
Harassin' and erase a n- (what?)
Keepin′ 'em open and blackin' until I′m leavin′ 'em stuck
And got ′em happier, than a child in a park chasin' a duck
While I′m chasin' a buck these funny n- be chasin′ they luck
I be lacing them up, like boots when I'm pushin' they face in the mud (aah)
Missiles I fling, while I spit live wire ′til this s- circlin′ back around
With more fire for me to melt a brick surfacin' back a sound
While I light up s- that′ll cause a quick worship
And gather around, it's certain this s-′ll splatter cliques
Painful and make 'em scatter (blink)
Shameful, the way I shatter (split)
S- apart, it doesn′t matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders (with)
Bullets bigger, than a boulder
And they break 'em and they know it's (classic)
And the way it′s goin′, you could easily get your (a-kicked)
See, me and Shady together, we're crazy
Like baking a vomit and rabies cake, like a pastry b-
(We that sick) like I come from Haiti
I′m suggestin' you pay me, don′t make me wanna spaz
(Al-la-la) like I'm a crazy Israeli (b-)
While I bite the beat up, and I′m startin' to heat up (yack)
I'm choppin′ your foot off, now it′s mine, and I'm puttin′ my feet up (black)
Back to the hood and off to the wild and I'm hopin′ you protect your child
And I been blackin' out so long, n- is askin′ if the hook had died, nah
But the beat is fried
(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on-) (yo, chill, man-chill)
(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) f- it, blackout, n-
Apparently, 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- 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′s driveway
With his personal memoir, saying "He's bi"
Waving a nine, a picket sign, egging his ride
Making him cry, "R-" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade, "Yay, yippee-ki-yay", ′cause here I-
Wait, did the world just pee on my leg? And should I take it as a sign
Maybe to take 'em back into time? (Shady)
I stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave ′em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinkin' face it was bringin′
Changed the whole complexion of the game
But just in case you was thinkin' an inklin' of replacin′
The kingpin of crazy, you′re wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of what you may be facin'
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
Who raps nasally? Eyes hazely?
Rhymes crazily, but sounds like he may
Need some Flonase when he's speakin′?
What kind of stupid question is that?
"Hey, Mrs. Abraham Lincoln!"
"Other than your husband's f- brains that were leakin'"
"How′d you think that play was this weekend?"
You ain′t the real Slim Shady, sit your a- down, f- (ew)
See me on a ballot, I'm runnin′ for class clown
Rich Democrat, b-, so I'm just the candidate
To come f- up the whole party
Me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every campus, on a f- rampage
Act my god damn age? I am-eight
So let′s get smashed and wake up the next day
With the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, h-, don′t make me go take it back
To the days of old, with Sway & Tech radio
When I was takin' so much NoDoz and LSD, I almost fell asleep on the Wake Up Show
F- you telling me, fools? I was rippin' shop, raisin′ hell up in Drew′s
When Penelope Cruz was still developing bo-
Me and Bus put it down, like a sick pet
You're f- with vets, dog, f- internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day"
"And comment on everythin′, I'm an expert on everythin′, everythin' sucks-play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freakin′ laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living s- out you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God, I'm the S.O.G like a wet log, pores never get clogged
′Cause I′m so full of self-esteem, that I sweat fog
Yes, yes, y'all (wah) steady on the left, y′all
Step off, 'fore you get stepped on soft? ′Bout as commercial as my f- Learjet
Jealousy'll get you green as a Chia Pet, I can see that you′re visibly upset, dog
Alert, alert, girl-alert
Once you enter in my house of pain, you're in a world of hurt so (jump around, jump, jump)
Get that a- shakin' (jump around, jump)
Came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them arms and freakin′ hands flailin′ and (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 nothin′
Like Stan mailin' his last piece of fan mail before he ran straight into the damn railin′
Yo, chill, man-chill
