there’s no need to say shit you already know the question is just how far will this go how far will he take it? and when will he stop? shady man i done told you once homie to easy up but you just won’t listen will ya, nah i guess not you just can’t can ya, man i can’t stand ya you’re rotten, what you plottin’ for us? man when are you gonna let up i guess things are gonna get much worse ‘fore they get better
holy toledo it’s angelina jolie amigo she told me yo shady just hand your penis to me i’ll deep throat and brad if you try to stand between us then we’re gonna see bro who was a fantasy i don’t mean to damage your ego you faggots wanna rassle i shove a f-cking jar of vaseline up inside your asshole and rope it shut with a lasso couple of crushed lexapro broken up wit the capsule or paxil just incase i aint dope enough wit the raps though coke is cut with tobacco smoke it up then go wacko this is what happens when you mix a cocunut with tabasco shady let go, the hoe has been choked up enough let her ass go not till jessica simpson lets go of the tuna casserole i used to love her hooters now carmen elektra cuter strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her i’m off my f-cking meds but i’m on an electric scooter i might just scoot by and shoot my mum in the neck with rugers spit in jasons face while i vomit on freddy krugar they can’t even get jeffrey dahmer to pet the cougar now i’m gone get the rectal thermometer, get the lubra- cation and get the patient some darvocet to chew cuz
there’s no need to say shit you already know the question is just how far will this go how far will he take it? and when will he stop?
b.o.b i done told you once homie to easy up, geez there’s no need to say shit you already know the question is just how far will this go cause i will never lay down? and i will never let up? (i guess things are gonna get much worse ‘fore they get better)
with the soul of a sharman i leave the beat than vomit like a bullemic woman with an uneasy stomach i pass by people on the street they seem like sheep and zombies stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in so can you hear me coming eminem this beat is absolutely disgusting it’s probably go diseases on it i’m just being honest, i can see the comments i can see the evolution as we creep up on it i put that music in your veins like a needle junkie shit i just do this for the haters, i dont need the money i diarrhea on track so it needs plunging somebody tell these girls please release my undies nobody really understands my language i find it complicated just to hold a conversation but still i got a whole lot of patience sittin’ back watching earth from my space station
there’s no need to say shit you already know the question is just how far will this go how far will he take it? and when will he stop? shady man i done told you once homie to easy up but you just won’t listen will ya, nah i guess not you just can’t can ya, man i can’t stand ya you’re rotten, what you plottin’ for us? man when are you gonna let up i guess things are gonna get much worse ‘fore they get better
oh my gosh i put natasha bendingfield in a washer watch it go from rinse to spin cycle its like i got ya hypnotising like i gotcha i gotcha pychologically f-cked i would like an apology what tell that psycho to stick a tyco and a white tricycle up his butt and glue the seat of bicycle to his nuts i’m as cold as a muthaf-cking icicle on my nut i aint nuttin’ nice, man i like to pull knives and i like to cut the poster addict for post tramatic stress i guess this is the most dramatic i’ve been in a while this is the closest that its come to the marshall mathers i can hear him start to gather i don’t paint the portrait of the picture perfect partridge family this aint your orphan annie, no this is more uncann