The Last Hit ( Featuring Eminem) (explicit) - The High And Mighty

Slim Shady, that's me

Iron Mic Trilogy, back with the flyest material

Shady, that's me

Iron Mic Trilogy, back with the funky beats

Packing the third eye rush you it's cyclops

They trade in their high tops for night sized white rocks

Words in my right, they pass my left ear

write the

next year

Bear this grenade, you got stunned like virgins

Who that cat splurgin' instead of rehearsin'?

Tough guys, DJ Travi, your high rise

Lookin' more like Ronald then the f**kin' fry guys

Go on uptown, f**kin' senoritas

In Taco Bell, screamin', ‽Vivas Gorditas”

Bring all your dogs, I give 'em rabies

They never had a chance, I might chew up all their babies

Pope John Paul, the second, brain like Satan

Have your vegan girlfriend cookin' up bacon

I'm obituite with that sh*t that you hit

Slow my spliff with ya 'cause mine to pick wit her

My nine is limpin' ya, six deep when I spray rounds

Hit you with 12 shots in mid air an' four more on the way down

This eight straight strays to a kid's hair on the playground

You lay down on a stretcher, don't get carried away now

No pun intended, snapped out of your whip

An' leave it unattended before I whip out this gun an' 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

the airbag, hit the corner an' park it

Corner o' the market, I got her tied up in a chair an' gag

B**ches get smacked an' grabbed by the hair an' dragged

Like cave-women, while I'm grave diggin' with Marilyn Mans

If you got a bowl of hash, better cash it

Dollar signs flashin', I'ma take ya last hit

An' if you're spittin' whack sh*t on the microphone

I'ma snatch it outta your hand, so fast I'ma detach it

So if you got a bowl of hash, better cash it

Dollar signs flashin', I'ma take ya' last hit

I'm flabbergasted, off two tabs of acid

Threw my baby's mother in a hatch-back an' latched it

Yo, Eon's whack now, how you dig that?

Couldn't get on my record if you were straight rap

Desecrate

with these rhymes I be totin'

Let's go back online an' 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 an' steal my whole seed

The quickenin', did a briss at the crispenin'

I'm exercisin' to upliftin' the foot stage

This thing's the nicest, I keep tellin' you

What the f**k this guy on the corner been sellin' you?

I'm e-mailin' you, at the wrong website

Misspellin' you, break you an' put the fear of Hell in you

Escape above you, stuff 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 the murdered virgin at church

The first person who searchin' the earth for the motherf**ker

That pulled the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first

You don't curse an' hit with your own words

Leave me alone, b**ch, I get on my own nerves

An' if I don't got two balls an' a middle finger to throw up

Then I'm takin' off both shoes an' stickin' each middle toe up

If y'all got a bowl of hash, better cash it

Dollar signs flashin', I'ma take ya last hit

An' if you're spittin' whack sh*t 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

Dollar signs flashin', I'ma take ya last hit

I'm flabbergasted, off two tabs of acid

Threw my baby's mother in a hatch-back an' latched it

Any disease out there, I'm willin' to catch it

Slim Shady, all praises to the High an' 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 rhymer

Mr. Eon, illest rhyme dropper

Slim Shady, naughty rotten rhymer

Mr. Eon, illest rhyme dropper