Calm Down (feat. Eminem)

Turn my mic up
 Turn my mic up
 (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
 (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
 (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
 (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
 Oh my Lord
 Lower the casket down
 Sprinkle the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
 Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town
 Ground zero appear on the king cash cow
 Do I make 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
 I sit with the pound, click, pow
 Blow, click, click, pow, click, pow
 Stop traffic dropping them classics, flip now
 Bitches I'm making them skip with thou
 Art, you don't really want start when I growl
 (rawr, rawr, rawr) let me come and mop up the knock offs
 When I pop off I never stop, cause
 When we do come through, you better lock doors (PAUSE)
 The wolves wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
 No need to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
 And if you ain't have enough
 What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
 Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
 Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
 And clipping they nails and dribbling in wetness
 And nibble them like sunflower seed shell
 See these skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
 And I shit on Ishmaels 'til they're stinkin' foul and my weed smell
 Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
 See I cook like I'm slanging a weed sale
 And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females (gasp)
 Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
 The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
 It's going down like she was a basement fuck
 Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
 So gracefully, ungraciously, I painfully wake niggas up
 Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
 I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
 It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
 Around and racing (crunk) keeping 'em over and blackening
 Until I'm leaving 'em stuck
 I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a duck
 When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
 I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
 Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
 With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
 While I light up shit that I toss
 I quit worshiping Gods, look around
 Exerting, the shit splatters click painful that'll make 'em scatter
 Shameful the way I shatter, should have parted the matter (rip)
 Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
 Break 'em and they know that it's a classic
 And the way it's going you could easily get your ass kicked
 See, me and Shady together we're crazy
 Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we're that sick?)
 Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz (Alalala)
 Like I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
 While I bite the beat up and I'm starting to heat up
 I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
 Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
 And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
 But the beat is fried!
 (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
 (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
 (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
 (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
 Oh my Lord
 There's a light contagiousness to this tirade
 It just might make you sick
 So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
 Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) narrow minded
 But go through such a wide range of this emotion
 That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
 I just pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
 With his personal memoir saying he's bi
 Waving a nine, a picket sign, egging his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
 And drive straight through the gay pride parade yay Yippee-Ki-Yay
 Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
 And should I take it as a sign? Maybe to take 'em back into times (Shady)
 Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
 To take the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
 Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
 An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
 So if this is any indication of what you may be facing
 You better make a distinction cause you fake imitations
 Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
 That's the worst impersonation I've ever seen and
 Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
 But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
 What kind of stupid question is that?
 Hey Mrs. Abraham Lincoln
 Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
 You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
 See me on a ballot? I'm running for class clown
 Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a candidate
 To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
 To have every campus on a fucking rampage
 Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
 And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
 Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
 But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
 Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
 Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
 I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
 Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living shock
 Raising hell up in jews when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
 Me and Bus put it down like a sick pet
 You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
 "I sit in front of my computer all day and comment on
 Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
 Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
 With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
 Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, pores never get clogged
 I'm so full of self-esteem that I sweat fog
 Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left, y'all
 Step off or you get stepped on soft
 Bout as commercial as my fucking Learjet
 Jealously'll get you as green as a Chia Pet
 I can see that you're visibly upset, dawg
 Alert, alert, girl, alert
 Once you enter in my house of pain, you're in a world of hurt, so
 Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
 Jump around, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
 But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
 Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
 More afraid of success than I am of failure
 So what does that tell ya?
 That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
 Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan mail
 Before he ran straight into the damn railing
 Chill, man, chill