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What's your favorite scary movie? Yo, Slim Shady Yo, Royce 5'9" Y'all wanna make a movie? What? What? We got the film right here Yeah, I'm one of them pretty rappers, buck if I really have to I'll really slap ya, King of Detroit Who they namin' the city after? (What?) Scandalous partners, whose gram and hammer's the hardest Enter your heart with content you don't wanna start with Expert, Bad and Evil is comin' soon MCs get stuck head first back in they mother's womb The shit is written, in my eyes, I'm the illest MC spittin' (What?) Leavin' all of you cats shitty kittens I gotta diss you, my niggas be cockin' pistols Shot and split you, fuck splittin' the profits with you (What?) Six percent of y'all niggas is just pretend Cliques with guns, niggas who think we're dead Act bully and blast for the fast penny My auto is fully, plenty of niggas pack a semi Speak thoughts, yo, you get paid (What?) Rhymin' about it is the sweet part You can't be street smart with a cheap heart 5'9", A street nigga with deep feelin' (What?) I keep illin', my steez willin' to keep killin' (What?) Fuck rap, a lotta y'all all is just acts Trust that, you rhyme all wack on rough tracks Bust and then we all black when you get bust back at Fuck that, you get blast at, you get laughed at And I'ma spit thunder (What?), stick to my guns Niggas finished before they gimmicks, one-hit wonders What? Big balls, that's why when I spit, your clique stalls I'm a pitbull, I'm just dog, I'm just raw (What?) Split y'all, holler and stall, then I diss y'all All of y'all niggas get pissed off, claimin' you pissed off Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie? Rappers comin' in with they team and carry toolies You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me We hard-hittin', directin' and starrin' in it Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie? Rappers comin' in with they team and carry toolies You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me We hard-hittin', directin' and starrin' in it The one man on the planet that'll drive off of the Grand Canyon Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin' Any man plannin' to battle will get snatched out of his clothes So fast, it'll look like an invisible man standin' I'm headed for Hell, I'd rather be dead or in jail Bill Clinton, hit this and you better inhale 'Cause any MC that chooses to go against me Is gettin' taken advantage of like Monica Lewinsky Came home in a frenzy, pushin' a ten-speed Screamin', "Aunt Peg," with three spokes stickin' out of my pant leg Fuck a headache, gimme a migraine, damn it, I like pain You should be anywhere that a mic ain't You rap knowin' you wack, you act up And I'm throwin' you down a flight of Steps, then I'm throwin' you back up 'em If they don't like the track, fuck 'em The rap struck 'em harder than gettin' Hit by a Mack truck and then backed up on And any half-assed known rapper to trespass Better be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly I'm sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie I'm free-fallin' feet first out of a damn tree To stampede your chest 'til you can't breathe And when I'm down to my last breath I'ma climb the Empire State Building And get to the last step and still have half left Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie? Rappers comin' in with they team and carry toolies You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me We hard-hittin', directin' and starrin' in it Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie? Rappers comin' in with they team and carry toolies You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me We hard-hittin', directin' and starrin' in it Bad, the Bad (The Bad meets the Bad) The Evil (Take the Evil with the Evil) Put 'em together (What? Nine-nine) Two times Slim Shady Royce da 5'9"