Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble – big trouble – and if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You were just what the doctor ordered
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer, it's must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pinnacle walk when I half cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and killing off it
Every since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut sacks
I'm a emcee still as honest but as rude as indecent as hell all syllables
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