Search results for 'Shady Records' Page #31

you on with my bare hands then snap record it
Burn it in a CD and jerk off to it
I like getting off to stuff that's morbid 
An addition

Thug Lord

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament [Clean]

2001

Laryn Hill, my shit's sore as steel
I'm real, like Slim Shady, bitch quit ignorin' skills
I kill, niggaz better stop smokin fry, and poppin' pills, I

Like Chad Kennedy and his crew
Fuck all the rest of y'all haters on YouTube
I'd rather be spreading the money for my dawgs
The real Slim Shady is crazy

wear it as an alter ego,
Rap games full of snakes wearing sheep’s clothes,
They aint got shit to say when in my presence or if we close,

Fuck a record

test me

In my mind I'm Gretzky I'm Pesci

Lately imma monster like shady

Maybe it's a white man that saves me

Maybe it's the same john who played me

on the radio
Look its tpain
NOPE Just another wanker tryin to autotune the game

Jay Z makin my ears grow mold
Shady on too much valium to tell him that he old

not -
Is someone that nobody can take advantage of
Just don’t sign with no shady ass managers
Watch your back to make sure no one damage ya
And you good

on ya record but all you did was rob
He be sayin that he hard he js actin like the rock
No I never been afraid of hoppin outta car

Shootin at ah crib Ian

express how my life get,
N****s hit the stu just to lie again,
Press record and I’m vibe’n and the chords I’m recite’n in sound like soul,
All my n****s do

ambition check that ego at the door,

Life I just live then I go and press record,

Big facts I been speaking yeah I speak it from the soul,

God can you

lived it
I was raised in the nineties born in eighty-eight
My intro to rap was a Slim Shady tape
Are you kidding me?
Nah man it made my battles
Me,

the game like Tom Brady
These rappers chances looking slim just like shady
Niggas locked behind my bars I'm taking out prisoners
Sit back relax recieving my

and kill the fucking record

I'm here to do the opposite of what I'm told
Pick up a brick and turn that shit in to gold
Hold my head high and laugh

with a new flow
Saying that I sound like Slim Shady during 8 Mile
You signed your life away to record labels
While I'm signing big ol' voluptuous

The same rich kids are prepared to reign
Until a man of the people emerges
It’s rare to find an elected
Politician with a clean record
My hatred

Eric Andre
You can say I’ve gone shady, it’s no surprised if called crazy
I’m just a messenger giving jazz like Art Blakey
Put my record in rotation, now

roads our paths shady
Oppressors got us poisoning each other for profits it's past crazy
This haps daily cause it's hard to find shine
When the Blind lead

Economics looking shady in this aftermath
Passing hard like a marshal arts master class
Learn about their pain
Better yet learn how to pronounce their names

a rap, record it, and then polish
Make it flawless, keep it modest, 
Worry about what’s the latest and the hottest.
Do something stupid, ask, “shit, (shit,

felt like you sick as hell
You got sickle cell
And you shady lately
My life, ya, my life
And lately I don't feel right
I see them shadows every night

praise me you'd think I was Shady or Jay-Z, my ex's would just say I'm crazy

Out of my mind, so how is it racing
Write a whole song then go back and erase

I’m a legend
And I reckon my records
Are breaking every single record
Known to man in a second
The world ain’t ready for the return of the mic
Murdering

of Harvie Nichols and Selfridges
Even when me and Shady was Abel and Caine
We worked our magic separately like Angel and Blaine
Came into this game with

glasses are weird
But I'm allergic to inferiors Ima need a nap and some Benadryl
Let me set the record straight time to educate
I don't need to medicate