Ha ha

Now now now unh

Professional 2 sh*t what

Staten Island up

In this muthaf**ka

Mr Meth

Rep rep rep rep rep rep

For the cause

Forever my niggas

Yeah we put our draws in it

Clue

Niggas is like

"oh my God not you"

Yes I'm in the flesh like

Hollow head's through your vest

No contest

With sex drugs and rock & roll

New tecs and Calicos

Word has it we move

Mathematic on rappers

Who don't add up you get broke

Battered and slapped up

Eight million stories in the nekkid

Call yo man Method

Straight guerrilla iller ni**a

Kill a murder record

My verbal shooter does it to you

Busting yo funky d**e maneuvers

But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee

I'm the Super Sperm

Splash it on your skin rub

It in like it's Lubriderm

Ten out of ten I'll be the

Men of all men I mean the

Creme de la creme a schemer

Sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima

True professional two

Now that Bush is President

Ni**a we all through

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder

Why I keep on ducking under

The bed when I hear thunder

Cause I ain't crazy

I say sh*t that's crazy to crazy people

To make 'em believe I'm crazy

So they can relate to me

And maybe believe in Shady

So they can be evil baby

I like that I'm only as crazy

As people made me

Believe me there'll be just

As many motherf**kin' murderers

And h****n users

Without Marilyn's music

But I figure I make my music

I don't care if you use it

To murder somebody

I just wanna be there when you do it

Now the parents are suing

Cause little Darren is screwing

Karen and Susan cause

I told him to do it on Clue's new sh*t

Now it's all ruined

The whole world is f**ked up

Cause of me

My attitude's "f**k it"

Like Pac's was at one point

Wanna come join pick up

A Glock and just point

Now everybody's killing

Everybody and everybody's bloody

And I'm just laughing like it's funny

Cause I don't really give a sh*t

I'm so motherf**kin' nutty

I don't give a f**k about nothing

My wrist is water and freeze

And mix this is

Audio Jesus the repent sh*t gets big

Keep it sharp like knife

In a pop device

So "Duro you gotta let it bump"

I came from a hard knock life

They say this kid be rude

Like this can't be true

I suck my own dick like

If I had a rib removed

Vampire sun go down

I'm still wyling

Bullets travel through the air

In the night like Phil Collins

Rock City baby knife

Through your throat 'til you're broke

Rise from the underground

Like sewer smoke

It's all shifty

And they all rich

We'll pump

Rumble over birds jungle urge

Walking like we talking drunk

While we stumble over words

Clue *inhale* Duro

*inhale* Slim *inhale* Meth *inhale*

Five *inhale* Nine

*inhale* Hold up *inhale* breath

It's just Mr Meth and DJ Clue

I ain't crazy

I just do what the beats say do

It's just Slim Shady and DJ Clue

I ain't evil

I just do what the beats say do

I ain't bad

I just do what the beats say do

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