If the taints can't take you on a date, you mistake me for a gentleman Will be like Nas doin' gospel or R&B—you crazy? Is puke lukewarm? And spit in his frickin' big kids meal And y'all ain't even real, you 'bout to die in this cypher There will be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor So unafraid to die you'd think I did it before Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight Definitively finish you, my fist take out that eyeball Driving slower than an old lady Like drogas on the calles, these hynas get malillas So competition's a contradiction So most y'all hope I'm vegan; nope, I'm beefin'
So I can put these babies in a fetal position Look like without having to sell your soul
I'm Shady Will there ever come a day when they could slay me? But before you pick a pepper, you better pick up your heater You ask me why do I keep her, I say it's cheaper to And my method is of deadly illusions
[Chorus: Eminem] 2" song with lyrics. Like De la Hoya in drag when cameras come All my homeboys, 2.0 Boys Don't blame y'all for being trash, fans are coppin' it Did you just put your six-inch heel through my Benz windshield?! They call me Anchorman, I hold down the ship Ayo, lyrical miracle, spiritual individual, criminal Is it dust we 'bout to kick up? Give me peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown Guard your jewels and avoid large tools Or could it be the devil? I’m looking for my perro, the one that they call Shady Wanna stop it? Now I'm a step on you, bring it to your yard By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip Felons, crooks, going door-to-door I made it right before their eyes, like I was Benihana's Anything que quieras, enemy in sight This the Slaughterhouse of pain, flow brown, tight and heavy If you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck Like an E when you add an I-N-G Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moiss It gives me more power Hi, Rihanna! And I watch from the couch of the VIP like a potato Conjuring up a spell of a deadly execution So let me go get this automatic weapon You liars and actors, I'm the genuine article
And all bitches rattle [Chorus: Eminem] It's over, control my whole coastal region Have you ever been so panicked in this paranoid dimension Everything you kick weak, your spit kung fughesi Fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile's directed directly at you
And if Marshall want me to clap, then, homie, I deploy game over Cause just like the rest I'll have these vatos R-I-P Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside a frickin' shoebox with a shoehorn, So I can put these babies in a fetal position. They're gettin' elbows to the penis Swallowin' a popsicle, playin' tonsil pool [Verse 2] Them lead showers is coming, fuck is you saying? Joell, yo, tell Joe I need his Thousand dollar frames I prefer to see the world through As if flashin' across the news Snap out your dream, you gots to take action Rappers, I'm your daddy, I tell you straight as this Shady Lyrics: Pure uncut Heroin / I react, I attack / Enemigas they collapse like carga, it's that needle in my vein / Pumping through my system, going straight to my brain / En loquera, ese Say I'm from the new school
This is the BET, Shady 2.0 Cypher 2011 Plus the vato wants to get me for fucking with his lady The radio's the crime scene, the masses are the hostages Could it be in my mind hearing dead homie spirits http://www.facebook.com/pages/BEST-of-Chicano-RAP/124897630925886 You see that four-headed monster in the storm looms? Yeah, big deal, I took some little kid's Big Wheel 'Cause I'm not the king of this microphone booth 2" song with lyrics.
Skinny jeans don't mean your ass shoot Call me a clown, but you love what the clown's sanging Somebody mention they got a Crooked, highly fiction
Point out the greatest rapper alive, I'll headshot him We cornered the market, like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
White Dawg, get 'em! A psychotic rhymer, I'm kind of a (Dahmer) Gotta figure here you won't get bigger if you on shrooms I’m roaming in the shadows and vatos can't locate me You ain't cool, you wack, with your foolish act Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool With proper spittin', hottest writtens and compositions Is Nicki livin' with you? You don't kill, but your father will, like Jaden Smith To take a dump during a brain fart, chump
My skin's thick, so the critics ignored Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile So I'm well-prepped if you just want war Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice Get out the camera with your B-Roll bling (The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there Too many people still eatin' sleeping pills The four quarters doin' all the eatin' Believe me, dopest West-Coaster breathin' Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see these horns? You tell me you love my music again, we go together Suck on these nuts, bitch, hang it up Spiritual steelo swing, like Cee-Lo Green I'm a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying You gon' need a priest, at least three swords Weak lyricists get disfigured I’m looking for my perro, the one that they call Shady Leave you niggas floating in water, then go and drown a fish There's lightning, BITCH! Pour ice in their pants, and the first one who pees gets a black eye Or the holy water, acid raps that'll eat these floors Yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be Or is it cause I lost it? I smell shit and piss, know where it's coming from [Hook] [Verse 5: Royce Da 5'9"] Before I write your shit, pause, inhaling hella kush Shit, they think I'm Illuminati, so fucking ignorant And Los is the location where your enemy just might Me pushin' up daisies, that thought is impossible Welcome to Nayhood, big in the 'jects, G Can she duct-tape and Velcro a fetus? I’m roaming in the shadows and vatos can't locate me The talented Slaughterhouse quadruplet of Royce Da 5'9", Joell Ortiz, Joe Budden, and Crooked I come together with Yelawolf and Slim Shady himself for a posse cut built for Rap Genius to reverse-engineer, The title is a reference to the fact that Em’s label Shady Records recently revamped their roster.
Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for
You're 'bout to see peace destroyed, it'll never be restored You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist Lil Shady Boy's "Tha Statement Pt. And as for me, you ask when I'm gone, will he be mourned? I know you could tell by the tone of my voice
[Verse 4: Joell Ortiz]
Bogart for arts, we go hard I like writing, but I will stick this pencil in your ass, Us and Yelawolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push, Like we selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mushed, If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody, They call me Anchorman, I hold down the ship, If you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say, We came to monopolize the game, Illuminati is here, Yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be, So quit fucking the dog before we start calling YOU Bizarre, and the first one who pees gets a black eye, Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce, Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war, Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight, Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger, Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck, There will be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor, And you going to need the best doctors, House nigga, I'm Mozart, I compose dark shit with no heart, Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile, And that's as close as I get to a pyramid, Yelling "Go Shady!"
That I'm panicked, I rob the connection 'Til you fuck around and get dropped I'd be a horrible magician, 'cause I'd fuck a trick up Need results from my actions, mistakes I'll exonerate
Put these mothafuckas in a box, then I send 'em away, Put 'em in a gray 'llac and pop the trunk, Movin' keys I can relate, 'cause I live in the cage, I throw up the A, I take 'em to school, I give 'em a grade, Plenty of white boys to pick from this year, But before you pick a pepper, you better pick up your heater, Better speed up, or at least in my case Adidas, I'm out this bitch, drinkin' Sprite by the two-liter, If they teachin' how to Dougie, I'm condonin' droppin' out, Forced to wild, y'all birthed me, then gave me up, I'm grown, I ain't watchin' the throne, I'm sabotagin' it. I'm do-or-die dope, and you can make the sticker sittin' on the door of that Phantom your suicide note Ortiz keep the fire ready; and tryin' to put me out Don't play like Tyler Perry Game over! It probably will smell like cologne made out of bits of panther On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics Don't ask me nothin' about Budden, I beat my girl too Subliminal in your swimming pool… (Boooooo!) Think my bread is her paper to burn Yaowa, you know who finna fall out Soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all's we know 'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor
With a bunch of meatheads like, "Fuck it, I'll just feed 'em a cow." That's why the haters envy, kinda wanna send me llamas Piranha mentality with a Jaws bite all night Will there ever come a day when they could slay me? Come out the shadows, I heard this vato hates me Sip liquor, spit like a sick mixture Smothered in chloroform, so she can go get her groove on? They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold With a huge johnson, boobs and a monstrous tube In an old '89, no piece if you pay me
So get your wax on, like Daniel San, or I'ma have to run Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze Yelling "Go Shady!" Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup I'm out this bitch, drinkin' Sprite by the two-liter I throw up the A, I take 'em to school, I give 'em a grade I’m all like anesthetic cause too long I’ve been a thief Rappers need to keep it trill, give me a beat to kill An easy E for effort; that's WWA If punks had award, you status whores categore In my youth I'd throw shots, the fad was dodgin' it Shady Records… My perros got my back loco, all through the night Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage The vatos of disciple and I come like a beast [Verse 5: Crooked I] En loquera, ese that be my choice Crazy, how the fuck could you son me? Bye, Rihanna!
I see it's no escape through the gates with no trace Better speed up, or at least in my case Adidas