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