Renaissance

Album: The Death of Slim Shady (2024)
Charted: 13 20
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  • With balls, in his durag, he sags, fearin' no man
    He stands, pen in his hand like Edward Scissorhands
    Will slice competition and just goes about his business
    Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig
    Shenanigans, and all his wacky antics in the papers
    Shady's danglin' a baby tangled in a blanket, stranglin'
    Him, hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit
    Child endangerment, dark brain arcane, but it Mark Twainin' it
    You aren't tamin' it, sharp pain in the heart
    Aimin' a bar, chamber to carve names in it
    Start sprayin' and start ravin' on beats, stark ravin' it
    You're at arm's length, you're in harm's way of it
    'Bout to show your ass why I'm still a pain in it
    You wanna know how I do it? I can't explain this shit
    Mechanic's brain with a pinch of Big Daddy Kane in it
    But I can show you the ropes 'til you get the hang of it
    Elephantiasis of the nuts, element
    Of Intelligent Hoodlum, Arrested Development
    Cella Dwellas and Wise Intelligent, since elementary
    Through Hell I went, accelerant from lack of melanin
    Failin' in school, smart eloquent
    Helped me to rebel against shit so well and vent
    So eloquently, yet, I was irrelevant
    Soon as I quit givin' a fuck, I started to sell a bit
    Now let's travel inside the mind of a hater
    'Cause I don't see no fans, all I see's a bunch of complainers
    "Kendrick's album was cool, but it didn't have any bangers
    Wayne's album or Ye's, couldn't tell you which one was lamer
    Joyner's album was corny, Shady's new shit is way worse
    Everything is either too tame or there's too much anger
    I didn't like the beat, so I hated Might Delete Later"
    You nerdy pricks would find somethin' wrong with 36 Chambers
    It's what they do to the greats
    Pick apart a Picasso and make excuses to hate
    So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face
    Stupid, you ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral, wait (hm) Writer/s: Luis Resto, Marshall Mathers
    Publisher: ME GUSTA MUSIC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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