SO TELL ME, WHEN YOU TOOK THE PRACTICE SCHOLASTIC APTITUDE TEST
DID YOU KNOW THE ANSWERS OR DID YOU JUST GUESS?
YOU RELY ON GIMMICKS TO AMUSE YOUR FANS
AND ACT ALL URBAN TO JACK-UP YOUR SOUND-SCAN.
WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH YOU? HOW COME YOU RHYME
MONOSYLLABICALLY?
IS ATROPHY SHRINKING YOUR ENTIRE VOCABULARY?
YOUR STYLE’S LIKE GARBAGE CANS MEANT TO BE TAKEN OUT ON A
WEEKLY BASIS.
EVER SINCE YOU WERE BORN YOU’VE BEEN IN A STATE OF
SUSPENDED ANIMATION.
YOU LOOK LIKE SNUFFALUFFAGUS AND AUSTRALOPITHECUS.
ME CRAY, YOU ABACUS.
BUT ENOUGH ABOUT YOU, LET’S TALK ABOUT ME
AND HOW SINGLE-HANDEDLY I REDEFINED THE SCIENCE OF RADIO
ASTRONOMY,
MAKING NOBEL PRIZE WINNERS QUESTION THEIR NOTIONS OF REALITY.
OH, BUT I DIGRESS… YOU PLAY SORRY, I PLAY CHESS.
KING’S PAWN TO B3, CHECKMATE, GO GET SOME PERCASETS.

shmokin weed shmokin weed doin coke drinkin beers drinkin beers beers beers rollin fatties smokin blunts who smokes the blunts we smoke the blunts rollin blunts and smokin blu....

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Ummm... Not the real Slim Shady?