How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half That Ill still be able to break a motherfuckin table The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while Im practicing Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac You dont really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sackīut as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill em all with) They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbotīut for me to rap like a computer must be in my genesĮver since Bill Clinton was still in office Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Im beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap GodĪll my people from the front to the back nod, back nod If that means, what I think it means, were in trouble, big trouble,Īnd if he is as bananas as you say, Im not taking any chances Just a feeling Ive got, like somethings about to happen, but I dont know what Somethings wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, youre on) Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
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