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INTRO VOICE: Welcome back to the stage of history.

EMINEM: Yo, Slim Shady, Yo Ill fuckin.I'll

I'll puke eat it and freak you, Battle?, I'm too weeded to speak to, the only key that I see to defeat you would be for me to remove these two adidas and beat you, and force feed you with both, and on each foot is a cleat shoe. I lift you up your feet so fast with a roundhouse you'll think i'll pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you. (Bitch)
I Ain't no fuckin G I'm a cannibal, I Ain't tryin to shoot you, i'm trying to chop you into pieces and eat you. Rap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass, then have you with open gash you, strapped to a soaking matress.
Coke and acid, Black magic, cloaks and daggers, fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis.

I'm so bananas, I'm showing up to your open casket, to fill it full of explosive gases and close it back with a lit match in it, while i sit back and just hope it catches, blow you to fragments, laugh, roll you and smoke your ashes.

CHORUS: X2
I see the light at the end, but everytime i take a step it gets dim, tell me is this hell we livin in?.
If so heaven's gotta be better but if we're hellbound whatever let's go down.

OTHER RAPPER:
Am i the worst, because i never go to church? I run a red light, then side swipe a hearse. I'ma drink till my liver rott, see the doc, leave the ER, then heed a more for a liquor shot, fuck the liver spot.
One day we all gon' die, but when i die ima be show ha. Then ima get up and walk
leavin the concrete bear with the chalk outline still there.

I smoke till i choke and i sex a lot. I got a quartz on my chain but it's just a rock.
Now if I pray every night, do i still have to hold my tray very tight?
You feel me dog? I dun did so much shit while on earth, I smoke, I drink, I curse and i make matters worse, i bust my gun first,
And then i chat with your corpse since way back i was one who never life back tour.

See me at the pearly gates, your lyin, wearing a noah face, nickel nine at my waist, god just lost faith, angels greet me but i don't reply back, just show me to my quarters, and yo near retiring.

Chorus

Intro voice:Maxi will seriously rule, but the soul still burns....Final battle, fight!

Analyse the strength of my game like Lee Corso, call me a lost soul with a vest on my torso, And of course yo I'm no strange to danger, like christ in the manger, feel a whole range of my anger.

I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound, and beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds.
My pen battles sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger, tie your wife to the back of a black jag and i drag her. 10 blocks, untie the bitch and i still bag her, give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager.

My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel, my flow spill like using the wrong end of a funnel.
Everyday i grow more older, and more colder, fly you to colorado roll you over with a boulder, i know you want to retaliate but you won't dare. Cuz you're fucking with some niggers like this who just don't care

CHORUS X2

INTRO VOICE:Times up, you lose