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[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Turn my mic up
Turn my mic up

[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
(Stay on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Stay on the left) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Stay on the right) Ayo, calm down n***a
(Stay on the left) f**k it, blackout n****s!
Oh my Lord

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Another casket down
Sprinkle the ash, you’ll get your a** kicked, bow
Frown while I s**t on your crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cash cow
Do I make 'em say 'Wow! ', strip bowl
I see with the pound, click, pow
Low, click, click, pow, click pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics (now)
B*****s I’m making them skip with thou
Art, you don’t really want that when growl
Let me come and mop off the knock off when I pop off
What we do? Come through, you better lock doors
The wolves wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain’t have enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
F**k is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I’mma have these n****s nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower seeds, yo
See these skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I s**t on these males ‘til the speakers fell into the weed smell
N***a your tree fell, see them on Twitter, Facebook, or Instagramming, talking on email
I’m sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I’m slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop ‘em like females (gasp)
Oh see well, these n****s already know the way that I f**k s**t up, minus the details
The case is shut, your b***h remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient s***
Slap her down like she was a basement f**k
Swell up this s**t like I’m sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungratefully I painfully wake n****s up
Dragged all of these n****s and attacked them like f**k
I’m waiting for the taking while I break n****s neck like a bracelet
It’s kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking ‘til I’m blasted
All ratchet and racing (crunk) keeping over ‘em [?]
Until I’m leaving ‘em stuck
I got ‘em happier than a child in a park chasing a duck
When I’m chasing a buck it’s funny, n****s be chasing their luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I’m pushing their face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, ‘til this s**t circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the [?] surface, back the sound
Light up s**t that I toss up quick, worshiping guys look around me
Certain this s**t splatters click paint that’ll make ‘em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split s**t apart it doesn’t matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break ‘em and they know that it’s a classic
And the way it’s going you could easily get your a** kicked
See, me and Shady together we’re crazy
Like baking a bomb and them rabies like a pastry b***h, we’re that sick
[?] I’m suggesting you pay me, don’t make me wanna spazz (lalalala)
Like I’m crazy the craziest [?] b******s
While I bite the beat up put the [?] in a heater
I’m chopping your foot off now it’s mine and I’m putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin’ I’m hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long n****s is asking if the hook is [?] naw

[Hook: Busta Rhymes]

[Verse 2: Eminem]
My contagiousness to this [?] just might make ya sick
Just might make you sick so I [?]
My brain is just like a f*****g fried egg
Cause my mind’s scrambled cause I’m leaked
Never mind it, but go through such a wide range of emotions
There's a light contagiousness to this [?], it just might make you sick
So irate because my brain is just like a f*****g fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? Yes, narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
Who raps nasally, eyes hazelly, rhymes crazily
But sounds like [?] flow amazingly, speaking?
Kinda stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs Abraham Lincoln
Other than your husband's f*****g brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your a** down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, b***h, so I'm just a candidate
To come f**k up the whole party, me and [?] starting a campaign
To have every canvas on a f*****g rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much [?] and lsd
I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
F**k you telling me, fools? I was [?] shock
Raising hell up [?] when Penelope Cruz was still developing b***s
Me and Bus put it down like a sick pet
You're f*****g with [?] dawg, f*****g internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living s**t out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God [?] like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y’all, steady on the left, y’all
Step off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as commercial as my f*****g leo jet
Jealously’ll get you as green as a Geopet
I can see that you’re visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl, alert
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that a** shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a [?]
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of failure
So what does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don’t give a f**k about nothing like Stan mailing
His last piece of fan mail before he ran straight into the damn railing

[Outro:]
Chill, man, chill



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