Lyrics:
Oh yeah
Come on
Woo
Huh
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
We at it again, everybody now
Hands in the air, it's a stick up, stick up
No funny business or you get lit up, lit up
ain't what I'm callin'
But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in
well-lit door
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me
You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can
on by the time I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine sweet Sue was a havin' fits
That villain said gimme the deed to your ranch or I'll blow you all
on by the time I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine sweet Sue was a havin' fits
That villain said gimme the deed to your ranch or I'll blow you all
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody
drip (drip)
Check what I do, the check'll clear too
Pull up like a drive-thru, so check your rearview
I don't care how long it take to get a opp back
Bitch, I'm back and it's up, PSA (whoa, whoa)
I'm too fleek to take off all my shit at TSA (fleek)
I know we met today, but I'ma need that shit
accident
Couldn't seem to circumvent
Your dizzy exhilaration
Clouding my concentration
I'm lit, don't you get it yet
See this circus in my head
I'm
screaming that it’s lit to be black
While under attack
See the system
Done had more twistin
Then backwards caps
Blackity blackity black
Massa is back in his
Judging by the way that it looks
I might be a sham
Michael said it best back in the day
"Do we give a damn?"
I can do it all with a dream
Do just as I say
So come on
Jump in the fire
So come on
Jump in the fire
Jump by your will or be taken by force
I'll get you either way
baby, hey baby, hey!
Hey baby baby
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
All the boys get the girls in the back
I'm
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
I lit the match
I lit the match
I saw another monster turn to ash
Felt the burden lifting from my back
Do you recognise a nervous twitch
That
Do just as I say
So come on
Jump in the fire
So come on
Jump in the fire
Jump by your will or be taken by force
I'll get you either way
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back
get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't
I don't get upset
'Cause I don't get upset
'Cause I don't get upset
Here it is verse trace back at my place
The scene was set because I set it before
Uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Litness and fuckery she can't get enough of me (nuff of me)
We roll em up we
(it's lit)
You get chills, that's alright
You stay down, down for life
Out the field, in the wild
Up my hill, it's a mile
You come still with
the bitch gets back, oh, oh, oh
Eat meat on Friday, that's all right
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get
the bitch gets back, oh, oh, oh
Eat meat on Friday, that's all right
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get high
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