Book of Rhymes

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1. I don't smile, I don't frown, get too up or get too down (nah)
2. I was here, so were you, you came and went, I stuck around (yeah)
3. Still here now, stop me how? Your opinion's like a broken calculator
4. That shit doesn't count
5. Shut your motherfuckin' mouth
6. I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)
7. Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had
8. I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)
9. Get 'em all off my pad (Yeah), every thought that I had
10. Haven't used all the tricks I have
11. So like my balls, I'm in my bag (my bag)
12. Get a little teste when I'm mad (I'm mad)
13. Sick of wrestling this iPad (iPad)
14. Unsuccessfully, I might add
15. And I know it's bеst to leave it lie
16. But even I get obsessed with reading everything
17. And let it get the best of me 'til I snap ('til I snap)
18. But I need to get off the internet (get off the internet)
19. I need to get on the mic (get on the mic)
20. You need to get off the internet (internet)
21. You need to get you a life
22. Why you waste time just to comment on shit? (Comment on shit)
23. Especially shit you don't like (shit you don't like)
24. Don't like it, don't listen
25. But don't tell me 'bout your favorite rapper rippin'
26. Some shit he didn't write (shit he didn't write)
27. What happened to Slim? He was no cap with the pen
28. He used to rap like the people his music was for
29. He was exactly like them
30. The dude who used to be poor, why can't he tap into him?
31. Can't use that excuse anymore
32. He's mad at the wind, he's in a nuclear war
33. With a cloud, he's yellin' at it again
34. I talked to your mother, she told me she loved me
35. All she wanna do is just hold me and hug me
36. Wants nobody but me, she showed me the Dougie
37. Can I get a witness like notary public? (Preach)
38. She said, "Kick some fly shit" (fly shit)
39. I said, "I got wings on my ass" (wings on my ass)
40. Told her my dick's a cockpit (dick's a cockpit)
41. I fly by the seat of my pants (seat of my pants)
42. Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded
43. This instru's mental (this instru's mental) to mini-bars, incidental charges
44. When did it start? I been cold-hearted in this heart since kindergarten
45. Mental sharpness which makes Slim a walking dentist office
46. Bitch, I invented flossin'
47. Yeah, I used to wonder (I used to wonder)
48. Where my next meal's gonna come from (meal's gonna come from)
49. Now, I just wonder (now I just wonder)
50. Where my next mill's gonna come from (mill's gonna come from)
51. I cannot have no success (have no success)
52. Unless when I finally make it (finally make it)
53. I get to remind all the haters (remind all the haters)
54. Who shitted on me when I'm on my way up (I'm on my way)
55. My floor is y'all fool's ceilings
56. If I was you, I would step or find yourself twisted
57. That's how you'll wind up like spiral stairs
58. I will swear on a stack of Bibles
59. I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols, I don't care
60. It's Music to Be Murdered By
61. So Bon Iver can swallow a fuckin' Ja Rule bobblehead
62. And die slow like Alzheimer's (ha-ha)
63. Lone sniper, I hold a microphone like a loaded rifle
64. My dome's brighter, all I spit from my skull's fire
65. All that's missing's a motorcycle with the chrome wires, spoke tires
66. And y'all are flow biters, so I don't gotta
67. Explain why they call me your ghostwriter
68. I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)
69. Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had
70. I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)
71. Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had (Illa)
72. Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, it's in my bag
73. I tend to get a little testy when I'm mad
74. But gift of gab and pen to pad turn temper tantrums into anthems
75. Put lips to ass and kiss the cracks, spit your damnedest
76. You're still gonna hit the canvas
77. Rippin' rappers, veterans to whippersnappers
78. Mr. Mathers is killin' this shit, villainous wit with scant less
79. Syllables rip the planet, biblical shit's fittin' to hit the fan
80. Anybody wanna go tit for tat's gonna get hit with that
81. Then the amygdala hippocampus is gonna trigger the ignoramus
82. To think of the most ridiculous shit to spit then
83. Pit it against these pitiful rappers
84. Insidious, these idiots wittiest shit against me shitty as MC Hammer's
85. Get your whole squad, send a task force in
86. If you want it, you're 'bout to get what you asked for then
87. Put your helmet on, strap your chin
88. You're 'bout to get you a crash course in
89. Who not to start a motherfuckin' rap war with
90. Or to go against, fuck would you wanna do that for?
91. No offense, but are you retards slow or dense?
92. A fuckin' penny has more sense
93. Yeah, now you gotta get killed
94. But it's not a big deal, but every thought is so ill
95. And so methodical, thought I swallowed a pill
96. I'm starting to feel like I'm an automobile
97. With Barnacle Bill inside the car at the wheel
98. Inside a carnival
99. 'Cause I'm plowin' into everyone who wrote snidey articles
100. And that explains why the fuck you clowns are all in my grill
101. Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame, choice I made
102. Swore someday the world would pay less to lose
103. More to gain, daughters raised
104. Yesterday, glory days, adored and praised, ignored the hate
105. Addressed the fake, toured with Dre, tore a page from Jordan came
106. Destroyed the game before you came, enjoy your stay
107. Before it's gone away
108. But the more you claim that you're gonna point and aim
109. If it joined a gang, your shit isn't going to bang
110. You're just boring, lame and more of the same
111. You have an enormous chain, but a stormless brain
112. The most you can form is rain
113. Your shit is pointless, same as a scoreless game
114. So, bitch, quit lyin', you're denyin' like Mr. Porter's name
115. Borderline bipolar disorder since my stroller
116. Eyes rollin' back in my skull like Eli Porter
117. Fire mortar (brr) rounds, Ayatollah, every iota I load up
118. I owe to my motor mouth
119. This is my note to self
120. Sometimes you're gonna bomb
121. So you just might have to blow yourself up with no one's help
122. I just wrote it down in my book of rhymes
123. Preemo, take us out
124. Writin' in my book of rhymes
125. My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes
126. I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside
127. Writin' in my book of rhymes
128. My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes
129. I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside