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What’s your favorite scary movie?
Yo, SLiM Shady!
Yo! Royce 5’9″!
Y’all wanna make a movie?
What?…
We got the film right here
What?
ÃYeah I’m one of them pretty rappers buck if I really hafta. – I really slap ya!
King of Detroit who they namin’ the city after. (what?)
Scandalous partners! – Whose grammar hammers the hard shit
Into your heart with – content, yo who wanna start with
Experts! – Bad and Evil is comin’ soon
MC’s get stuck, head first back in they mother’s womb
This shit is written! – In my eyes I’m the illest MC spittin’ (what?)
Leavin’ all of you cats shittin’ kittens
I gotta diss you! – My niggas be cockin’ pistols
Shot and split you! – F*ck splittin’ the profits with you! (what?)
Six percent, of y’all niggas is just pretend
Clicks with clits! – Pussy niggas stink with dicks! (what?)
Niggas act bully – and blast for the fast penny
My auto is fully – plenty of niggas packin’ Semi!
Speak darts. Yo you get paid? (what?) Rhymin’ about it is the sweet part
You can’t be street smart with a cheap heart!
5’9″ a street nigga with deep feelin’ (what?)
I keep illin’, my steez willin’ to keep killin’. (what?)
F*CK RAP! A lot of y’all all is just acts
TRUST THAT! – You rhyme all wack on rough tracks!
BUST and then we all black when you get bust back at
F*CK THAT! You get blast at. – You get laughed at
And I’m a spit thunder (what?) stick to my guns
Niggas is finished before they gimmicks – one-hit wonders. (what?)
Big balls! – That’s why when I spit, your clique stalls
I’m a pitbull! – I’m just dog, I’m just raw. (what?)
Split y’all! Holla: „It’s on! ” Then I diss y’all!
All of y’all niggas get pissed on claimin’ you pissed off
Y’all want drama? – Wanna make a Scary Movie?
Rappers comin’ in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin’! – Directin’ and starrin’ in it!
The one man on the planet that’ll drive off of the Grand Canyon’
Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin’
Any man plannin’ to battle will get snatched out of his clothes so fast
It’ll look like an invisible man standin’
I’m headed for Hell! – I’d rather be dead or in jail!
Bill Clinton! – Hit this! – And you better inhale!
Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
Is gettin’ takin’ advantage of like Monica Lewinksy? (leave me alone!)
Came home in a frenzy, pushin’ a ten speed. Screamin’ to Aunt Peg. (AUNT PEG!)
With three spokes stickin’ out of my pant leg
F*ck a headache! – Give me a migraine! – Damn it I like pain (AHH!)
And you should be anywhere that I might gain
You rap knowin’ you wack! – You act up!
And I’m throwin’ you down a flight of steps then I’m throwin’ you back up ’em!
If they don’t like the track, f*ck ’em!
The rap struck ’em, harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck a then backed up on!
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for the second „Celebrity Deathmatch”. (Ding! Ding!)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (Hurry up man!)
I’m sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie
I’m free-fallin’ feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest till you can’t breathe!
And when I’m down to my last breath
I’m a climb the Empire State Building and get to the last step and still laugh. – Half bent!
Bad…
Uhh!
The bad…
When the bad meets the bad…
Uh-huh!
Yo…
The evil!
Take the evil with the evil
Put ’em together
What? 5’9″!
Two times… SLiM Shady… Royce Da 5’9″!
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