Lyrics:
Shady
I unpack the heat with my oven mitts
I tip-toe around in my Chucks and shit
Hi, I'm the Black Slim Shady
I killed Dr. Dre in my basement last
brother
It's time maybe for you to grow up, Doctor Deer
My name is Azrael
And I've been watching this shit-show
I don't understand what's happening here
that's Woos-a
D Town with the politics gotta work in some crew time
Podcast, that's on the way
Hit the line so we could Chop It Up
Politicts with the crew
forget Emmett Till
And my Latin Hispanic brothers and sisters are you not with me?
Heard a podcast 75 percent bubbled white on the US census
C’mon, Black
with you, from a distance, I accepted you
From the podcast, I been kind of skeptical
This ain't our first clash, this is just one of the several
I
retro jeans
And a leather jacket on top
Puts the red colour lipstick on
And rides her Harley Davidson
Puts her oversized black shades on
Mascara with
Dr. Bombay, Dr. Bombay
Yo, we got a patient in the front
that's ahhh... suffering from an oversized gluttius maximus
And she want to know can you
movies
Podcast and
Everything between
They like MYCOL
What's happening
Positivity
Cause all my dreams
They happening
And all i see is
DLiNX
Im in
Music
I lose a fan but I'mma be fine
Dr. Feelgood, didn't think I still could
Make funk real good
Take it then I looped it
Make you say -
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
hey, he's cool in every way
Sometimes he loves to sing that old black magic
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who
everything
Back Black Black
Black leather jeans, black jacket, black sunglasses
Black boots dr. martins stumping what's really good
What really hood
I'm up in
Black lungs off that black magic
Unsung lay in black caskets
Ain't no Black nuns, we got Black pastors
Earn funds off the Black masses
We got
“P” Black Owned verse 1
Yo I’m Blessed to be a blessing, microphones I’m testing, teaching a history lesson like I’m college professin, my brain is
at the crossroads
You full of shit reciting shit from clips you seen on Narcos
It's black and white like barcodes
Fuck them podcast and talk shows
No love songs just
Dr-dr-dr-drastic existence
Rainin' down like thunderclouds tearin' up the underground
Dr-dr-drastic existence
Spin, whip, or huff around once, I go
with confidence to be what I am today and that's, you know, like I want to start a podcast with her because of that because I want others to hear this
society
The Civil Rights Movement was a time of revolution
Open up our minds to conscious evolution
So we can pave a way to a common solution
Dr.
this darkness darkness is all I see
Everybody knows when you’re in a big black hole
(In the big black hole)
Doctor doctor take a look at my soul I said
to sing that old black magic
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who feels good to be alive
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll
cool in every way
Sometimes he likes to sing that old black magic
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who feels good
were her scars from the fight after
The podcast with lotsa black humor that had led to their laughter
The night was black with no moon but,
She thought
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long, I'm runnin' out of time
I need a doctor, call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long, I'm runnin' out of time
I need a doctor, call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
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