3.The Last Hit (Feat. Eminem)
作词：Milo Berger, Marshall Iii Mathers, Eric Meltzer
Shady that's me
High and mighty trilogy
Back with the flyest material
Shady, Shady
That, that, that's me
High, high and mighty trilogy
Back with the
Funky beats
Packin' this third eye, pursue a cyclops
They trade in they high tops for nice sized white 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
InTaco Bell screamin', viva gorditas
Bring all your dogs, I give 'em rabies
They never had a chance like my two aborted babies
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 unattended 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's
in 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 grave diggin' with Marilyn man'
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 a rhyme？)
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, leavin' 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
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
Any disease out there I'm willin to catch it
Slim Shady
All praises to the high and mighty
Slim Shady, naughty rotten rhymer
Mr Eon, illest rhyme dropper
Slim Shady, naughty rotten rhymer
Mr Eon, illest rhyme dropper
Slim Shady
Naughty rotten rhyme, rhyme, rhymer
Mr Eon
Illest rhyme drop, drop, drop, rhyme dropper
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