Featuring Eminem Intro: (scratches) (Eminem)- "Shady!" (Eminem)- "that's me" (Mr. Eon)- "Iron Mic Trilogy" (Erik Sermon)- "back...with the flyest material" (Eminem)- "Sh....Sh....Shady!" (Eminem)- "that...that.....that's me" (Mr. Eon)- "Iron Mic Trilogy" (Erik Sermon)- "back with the...funky...beats"
Mr. Eon: Packing the third eye rush you it's cyclopse They trade in their high tops for night sized white rocks Words in my right, they pass my left ear It's solid decked out write the books for next year Bear this grenade you got stuck like virgin Who that cat splurgin' instead or rehearsin? Tough guy, dj travi your high rise Looking more like ronald then the fuckin fry guys Go on uptown fucking senoritas In Taco Bell screaming "vivas gorditas!" Bring all your dogs i give em rabies They never had a chance i might chew up all their babies (Eminem: waaah!) Pope John Paul the second, brain like satan Have your vegan girlfriend cooking up bacon I'm obituite with that shit that you hit Slow my flick with ya cause mine to pick wit her
Eminem: My nine is limpin ya six deep when i spray rounds Hit you with 12 shots in mid air and four more on the way down The eight straight strays to a kid's hair on the playground You lay down on a stretcher (Don't get carried away now!) No pun intended, snapped out of your whip And leave it un-attended before i whip out this gun and hit it Unless you want it dented with bullet holes any minute Cause i can leave your Infinite full of those even if someone's in it Snap the airbag, hit the corner and park it You wanted a market, i got her tied up in a chair and gag Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged Like cave-women, while i'm grave diggin' with Marilyn Man
Mr. Eon: If you got a bowl of hash better cash it Dollar signs flashin' i'ma take the last hit
Eminem: And if you're spitting whack shit on the microphone I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast i'm gonna detach it
Mr. Eon: If you got a bowl of hash better cash it Dollar signs flashin' i'ma take the last hit
Eminem: I'm flabergasted off two tabs of acid Threw my baby's mother in a nap sack and latched it
Mr. Eon: Yo, "Eon's whack now", how you dig that? Couldn't get on my record if you were street rap Get the greater rate with these rhymes i be totin' Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem I got stupid mucus from these loose lips My loose leaf leave your whole persona weak To the point when you stand up on your feet {you} best retreat Let's go back in time and steal my whole seed The quickening, did a ?briss? at the crispening I'm exercisin', to uplifting the foot stage This thing's the nicest, i keep telling you What the fuck this guy on the corner been selling you? (Eminem: "here buy this")
Eminem: I'm e-mailing you, at the wrong website Mispelling you, break you and put the fear of hell in you Escape above you, stuff the nurse in a purse Disperse like i added too many words in a verse Slim Shady, a perverted virgin at birth {or "version of birth"}
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