2.0 boys

eminem

ryan's a homocidal misfit

i write the solution of biophysics

on the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics

this my admission to having violence psychotic

with the vile polish politics by the way i'm higher than the eiffel tower tip

i like writing but i will stick this pencil in your ass before i bite ya shit

pause

inhale hell n kush

us and yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push

felon's

crooks

going door to door like he's selling books

dolly parton style

melons mush

now my bitch dancer

i'm bout as sick as cancer

if you could swallow my style

you probably rip ya pants off

if you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody

it'd probably smell like cologne made out of bits of panther

they call me anchor man

i'll hold down the ship

leave you niggas floating in water and go and drown a fish

fuck i'm fucking heinous

i'll make you fucking famous

them lead showers is coming

fuck is you sayin'

fuck

it's fucking raining

shit

it's lightening

bitch

its thundering

cause i'm hushing up i'm a storm if you wonderin'

shit

you could muster up a thought

to take a toter? and a brain fart

want urine in your face

all you had to do was say it

you wish you woulda just stayed pissed off in the first place

we came to monopolise the game

illuminati is here

yeah

human oddities

at odds with us

just whats gotta be

cause we started out cold and it snowballed

we froze

soon as we rolled up on these hoes

all's we know is you over the bar like limbo/limbaugh

you know who you are

so quit fucking the dark before we start callin' you bizaare

shit screw the boots

ya'll dun raped a pitbull

fell in love with shih-tzu

this is directed directly at you

and as for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint

you must be huffin'

fuck a ballsack if the taints can't take you on a date

you mistake me for a gentleman

your 2000 and late man

will-i-aint

i'm the bad guy

type of guy that will drag 5 girls up on stage

pour ice in their pants and the first one who pee's gets a black eye

you must be outta ya mind

you think you fucking with us

suck on these nuts

bitch hang it up

this game is over

puffing loosies

watching i love lucy with gary busey

crazy

how the fuck could you son me? i'm shady

will there ever come a day when they could slay me?

i don't know

fifth month

black and yellow insect

maybe

til then i kill the bad man tryna slay me

everything you kick weak

your speak kung fu yazy

all my homeboys

2.0 boys

nickle

i just picked up a phantom

look how it rolls

royce!

even if i wanted to quit

i ain't got no choice

verses keep coming

i should invoice my own voice

you should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist

hoes be like diamonds in your chain

man

so moist

bang bang bang bang

house gang

chainsaw

here to kill you pussy's

don't ask what we came for

i write til my right arm vein's sore

forearm feel like thor's arm in a gang war

you hear that yaowa

you know who finna file out

definitively finish you

my fist stick out that eyeball

piranha mentality with a jaws bite all night

coming up

never saw light

but never lost sight

jets and movers

cess-poolers

meth abusers

you step to us

text rugers to respect the shooters

my men think in sync

roll with the best crew

move to the beat of the same drum without lex luger

welcome to nay hood

bigger than jects

g

cheated death multiple times without riggin the deck

so i'm well prepped if you just want war

there'll be blood everywhere

you be laying on the louboutin floor

it's raw

you keep acting like you don't know mouse

nigga

and you gon' need the best doctors

house nigga

guard your jewels and avoid large tools

cause after i spill you at the light

you be in a car pool

keep your distance from idiots

cause the truth told

they food for thought's rotten

they gems are fool's gold

need results from my actions

mistakes i'll exonerate

i'm martin king staring at a picture of obama's face

talking funds

niggas ain't never seen stock

i don't need the key to the game

i pick a mean lock

you must be outta ya mind

you think you fucking with us

suck on these nuts

bitch hang it up

this game is over

takeoff

you invited inside of the mind of a psychotic rhymer

i'm kind of a dahmer

i'm grinding

now rappers are lining up jackers

i'm climbing up ladders

i buy enough clappers to retire you factors

fire at drama

you liars and actors

i'm the genuine article

but read me wrong

get my gun and split you to particles

particles

tell me when and i'm there

not only heir to the throne

but my chair is suspended in air

stay fly like a limited fare

you got us pegged wrong

my circle don't fit in with squares

i smell shit and piss

know where it's coming from

you stepped on number two just to be number one

now i'ma step on you

bring it to yo yard

bogart for arts

we go hard

you frauds just blow hard like broads

i coast guard the west

i'm mozart

i compose dark shit with no heart

i got no jim beam in the liver

getting head like clean clippers

with haters on my dick like a jeans zipper

when i throw up 16's like i drink liquor

you think you seen sick? well

bitch

you ain't seen sicker

then i'll crack

and then i'll hop around in a hospital gown

popping the trunk

my pumper stay cocking the round

i shit logs and i piss river brown

cause i drink creek water and spit the river nile

and that's as close as i get to a pyramid

shit

they think i'm illuminati

so fuckin' ignorant

sick with a grin

here with this pen

so innocent

but when you win

they say you a sin

but in the end

they jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing

skinny-ass pants sagging

it's only yourself you playing

call me a clown

but you love where the clown's hanging

and the freakshow's at the county carnival then you pay

bitch

i'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark

yelling go shady" driving slower than an old lady

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