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[Intro] Nah man, not quite finished yet! [Verse 1] Girl, I think you just might have tried To pull a motherfuckin’ fast one. I’m mad You just hurt my goddamn feeling And that was the last one I had Does this look like an arcade, trying to play games? See this saw blade? See this silhouette Of a stalker in your walkway? Better cooperate Or get sauteed and rotisseried while you’re hog-tied MC’s get so quiet you can hear A motherfucking dog whistle when I walk by Colt Seavers on a mule stunting on that ass Like a fuckin’ Fall Guy! I don’t gas my Mercedes After midnight, I treat it like a Mogwai Cause it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids Women and men - "Vrinn Vrinn!" - motor so big You can fit a midget in his engine Bitch, gimme them digits, why you cringin’? Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin will I spend spend Even 10 cents on you. Since when Do you think it’s gonna cost me a pretty penny Shit, if I think a penny’s pretty Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me Eenie-meenie-miney-mo, catch an eskimo by his toe While he’s trying to roll a snowball But, don’t make him lose his cool If he hollers better let him go y’all [Hook] You don't own me Now here we go, go, go! [Verse 2] Get up baby, get a move on like a U-Haul You can rack your brain like pool balls You won't ever think of this shit "Yeah, honey, you called?" Well here I come Havoc on a beat, I wreak it Evil: I see, hear and speak it Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit Put your eggs in the same basket You can count every motherfuckin’ chicken fore it hatches Cause you can bet your ass we gonna get it crackin’ Like Kraken and Titans when they're clashin' Get your brains bashed in so bad You’re gonna have Kurt Cobain askin’ To autograph a bloodstained napkin Unfashionable and about as rational As a rash on a fag’s asshole Now let’s take that line run it up the flagpole With Elton, see if he’s cool with it Don’t stand there and look stupid at me Bitch I ain’t in the mood for this shit Get my dick, Google it, til it pops up Y’all just so motherfuckin’ full of shit That you stopped up Me I’m always shitting diarrhea of the mouth Till your speakers crap out, "pfft, huh what?" Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit cigarette (chig-chigga-ret) But you won’t get a hot fudge sundae From me so don’t strut my way, slut because… [Hook] [Verse 3] And now that I got your panties in a bunch And your bowels in an uproar I'ma show you why I came So you stop asking me what the fuck for Now look, you little slut, cunt whore I know you want more Bitch, it’s time to put the math back into Mathers Cause I’m a fuckin’ problem, run boy Every flow, got it mastered, so Every last word that you fuckin’ fags heard Comes straight from the fish's ass Yeah, in other words I’m a "bass-turd" Looking at me like I killed Kenny Gas in the tank? Yeah, still plenty No morals are instilled in me so remorse I really don’t feel any Eat your heart out, Hannibal, understandable Why you’re jealous, fucking animal? I got cannibal magnetism Can't resist em, now can you, ho? “Shady I don’t understand your flow”, understand my flow? Bitch, I flow like Troy Polamalu’s hair boy Don’t you dare try to follow or compare boy I’m raw, you ain’t even medium-rare Stay the fuck outta my hair, boy You can look, you can stare and point But you can’t touch, I’m too clairvoyant I don’t get it man, is there a void? All this weak shit, what am I, steroids? Well bitch I’m back, with some shit for that ass And your trunk: elephant, hemorrhoids And remember boys… Thank you for coming out I hope you enjoyed the show Until next time, peace