Shit, they think I'm Illuminati, so fucking ignorant That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the point oh boys Yaowa, you know who finna fall out So kill the rumors, it ain’t happenin'; I’ma rap 'til I'm fossil fuel, The now-famous performance by the Shady Records roster at the 2011 BET Awards. En loquera, ese that be my choice

Ruthless as Eazy, nigga, approach, I'm squeezin' You hear that? SHIT! [Verse 2: Joe Budden] I throw up the A, I take 'em to school, I give 'em a grade I'm Shady Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze

In an old '89, no piece if you pay me And if Marshall want me to clap, then, homie, I deploy game over Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside a frickin' shoebox with a shoehorn You think you fucking with us [Verse 4: Joe Budden] When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor So most y'all hope I'm vegan; nope, I'm beefin' It's thundering cause I'm cussing up a storm if you wondering, SHIT! I'd be a horrible magician, 'cause I'd fuck a trick up Leave you niggas floating in water, then go and drown a fish Is y'all lowered the bar like limbo, you know who you are Produced by Yelawolf’s in-house producer, Will Power. Opposition, I'll body quick as Bugatti engines Suck on these nuts, bitch, hang it up Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce Now my bitch a dancer, I'm about as sick as cancer And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly will 'til he gets hicc-ups?

[Hook] [Verse 1] If it died, you other crews wouldn't survive the smell I’m roaming in the shadows and vatos can't locate me To see your perro droppin' When I unleash these beastly hordes on your CD stores Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight I stay on my toes in every direction I’m roaming in the shadows and vatos can't locate me

Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice Cause the vatos in the West will put a fierro through my chest We cornered the market, like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac I'm do-or-die dope, and you can make the sticker sittin' on the door of that Phantom your suicide note I write until my right arm veins sore ... Lil Shady Boy's "Tha Statement Pt. So I can put these babies in a fetal position Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger And spit in his frickin' big kids meal [Outro: Eminem & Yelawolf] Like De la Hoya in drag when cameras come Before I write your shit, pause, inhaling hella kush Fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile's directed directly at you FUCK! Don't ask what the squeegee's for Don't put a K in front of that, though, when I MC I tell you like I tell my Spanish chick All I got was hang tight, shady wanna be shady wanna be a thug, my whole life I never knew what a healthy mom was she was always smack back, she got aids when I was four fifteen years later she ain't here no more, I was born into this life my child hood was off the hinges, I never played with toys I was playing with syringes, I wasn't born with a silver spoon the one I had had a stain, it was black from the …

Game over! Between his stick shift in his frigging pickup Bang bang, bang bang, House Gang, chainsaw They're gettin' elbows to the penis Is like tryin' to steal a transvestite from Eddie 'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me While I'm cyber-sexin' with Jessica Alba via Skype It's raw, you keeping acting like you don't know Mouse, nigga

[Verse 5: Royce Da 5'9"] Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for Popping the trunk, my pump will stay cocking the round Airwaves the same, now the stereo's typical Driving slower than an old lady They call me crazy cause I made it This is an all day slaughter I don't need to know you better, Don't ask me nothin' about Budden, I beat my girl too, That's why I ride around in a Rolls, like Wiz Khalifa do, You don't kill, but your father will, like Jaden Smith, You fly, but I ain't going down on no landin' strip, Spiritual steelo swing, like Cee-Lo Green, Get out the camera with your B-Roll bling, We cornered the market, like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac, Ayo, lyrical miracle, spiritual individual, criminal, Wanna stop it? 30 with the "L" is what they gave my perro Shady Call me a clown, but you love what the clown's sanging Think my bread is her paper to burn Yeah, this what two million singles sold
That's why I ride around in a Rolls, like Wiz Khalifa do White with an attitude, alphabet soup is on my plate This game is over Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown Way I bounce off the asphalt with cat paws, glass jaw Crazy, how the fuck could you son me? I’m roaming in the shadows and vatos can't locate me Will be like Nas doin' gospel or R&B—you crazy? Don't ask me nothin' about Budden, I beat my girl too
Rappers need to keep it trill, give me a beat to kill They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing And y'all ain't even real, you 'bout to die in this cypher Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage 'Cause I'm not the king of this microphone booth Me pushin' up daisies, that thought is impossible All I got is Z's, they sleepin' on me, I can't get 'em awake Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told

Is it dust we 'bout to kick up?

I’m looking for my perro, the one that they call Shady Get out the camera with your B-Roll bling This is the BET, Shady 2.0 Cypher 2011 Or the holy water, acid raps that'll eat these floors Diggin' a ditch for different spitters



I react, I attack Put a brick inside that Xerox when I print up a page I'm a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying [Intro: Eminem] So I lock her out, and now she doubt David is Stern Is puke lukewarm? You think you fucking with us Stay fly like unlimited fare I bump the Fat Boys and eat rat poison, take meteor showers Seen in the studio near a needle with a mean lean Must be outta your mind Ayo, lyrical miracle, spiritual individual, criminal Everything you kick weak, your spit kung fughesi Quit tryna bite me and pinch, you wench, sit still! My perros got my back loco, all through the night Yelling "Go Shady!" Aside from its lyrical content, the song also went viral due to Royce’s “Hi Rihanna” line. I shit logs and I piss river brown And I watch from the couch of the VIP like a potato Of Notorious, Pun and L; get the big picture? Now I'm a step on you, bring it to your yard


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