Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Last Hit (Feat. Eminem), artist - The High & Mighty
Date of issue: 23.08.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Last Hit (Feat. Eminem) |
«High and Mighty Trilogy"→Mr. Eon |
«Back with the flyest material"→Erick Sermon |
«Shady… Sh… Shady!"→Eminem |
«That that… that’s me!"→Eminem |
«High. |
High and. |
Mighty Trilogy"→Mr. Eon |
«Back with the…"→Erick Sermon |
«Funky… beats» |
Packin this third eye, pursue a Cyclops |
They trade in they high tops for nice sized Withe rocks |
(Excuse me) Words in my right, that pass my left ear |
Your style is ass-out like the Bulls are next year (you're GONE) |
Fear this veneer, you get stung like virgins |
Who that cat splurgin instead of rehearsin? |
Tough guys, degentrify your high rise |
Lookin more like Ronald than them fuckin Fry Guys |
Go on uptown fuckin senoritas |
In Taco Bell screamin, «Viva gorditas!» |
Bring all your dogs — I give em rabies |
They never had a chance like my two aborted babies (WAAAH!) |
Got Pope John Paul the 2nd, prayin to Satan |
Have your vegan girlfriend cookin up bacon |
on barbituates with that shit that you hit |
Smoke my spliffs withcha, cause spinal bifida |
My nine is liftin ya, six feet when I spray rounds |
Hit you with 12 shots in mid-air and four more on the way down |
as eight strays graze through a kid’s hair on the playground |
You lay down on a stretcher (Don't get carried away now!) |
No pun intended, just hop out of your whip |
and leave it un-attended before I whip out this gun and end it Unless you want it dented with bullet holes any minute |
Cause I can leave your Infinite full of those even if someone’sin it Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and park it Corner the market, I got her tied up in a chair and gagged |
Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged |
like cavewomen, while I’m gravediggin with Marilyn Man' |
Chorus: Mr. Eon, Eminem |
If you got a bowl of hash better cash it You got a satchel, flash it, I’ma take your last hit |
And if you spittin wack shit on the microphone |
I’ma snatch it outta your hand so fast I’ma detach it So if you got a bowl of hash, you better cash it You got a satchel, flash it, I’ma take your last hit |
I’m flabbergasted off two tabs of acid |
Threw my baby’s mother in the hatchback and latched it Yo yo, «Eon's wack now,"how you think that? |
Couldn’t get on my record if you were shrink rap (can I get arhyme?) |
Desecrate a crate with these rhymes I be totin |
Let’s go back online and jerk off on your modem |
I got stupid mucus from these loose lips |
My loose leaf leave your whole persona weak |
to the point that you stand up on your feet, best retreat |
Let’s go back in time and steal my whole steez |
The Quickening, did a bris at the christening |
I’m exercisin, doing liftings and twistings |
Instinct’s the nicest, I keep tellin you |
What the fuck this guy on the corner been sellin you? |
(Here — buy this) I’m e-mailin you, at the wrong website |
and mispellin you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you |
Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the nurse in a purse |
Disperse like I added too many words in a verse |
Slim Shady, a perverted version of birth |
Drivin off, leaving a murdered virgin at church |
The first person who searchin the earth for the motherfucker |
that pulled the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first |
(Kill his ass) Get thrown curves, and hit with your own words |
Leave me alone bitch! |
I get on my own nerves |
And if I don’t got two balls and a middle finger to throw up |
I’m takin off both shoes and stickin each middle toe up |
(Fuck y’all!!!) |
Any disease out there I’m willin to catch it… |
Slim Shady… |
All praises to The High &Mighty |
Outro: scratches by DJ Mighty Mi |
«Slim Shady», «naughty rotten rhymer» |
«Mr. |
Eon», «illest rhyme dropper» |
«Slim Shady», «naughty rotten rhymer» |
«Mr. |
Eon», «illest rhyme dropper» |
«Slim Shady» |
«N…nau.naughty…ro.ro.rotten rhyme… rhyme.rhy.rhymer» |
«Mr. |
Eon» |
«Illest rhyme drop… drop.drop.dro.dro.rhyme dropper» |