Master of the Art

Time to welcome the Master uh eh do I half to you laugh when I say shady Aftermath I have a genie in a bottle rub the lamp I'm the champ never planned it all began when he asked for the real slim shady to stand

Understand that i'll never give a damn to much pressure I pleasure whoever but still my own man i'll get my own fans say goodbye fucking deny me because a stan I don't need you damn program POW slam wham scram

wannabe be going ham when you rappin on the jam ace exam blood sacrificing a lamb something to be Analyzing what you never understood lighting room up shining as the king of writing rising smiling as I'm rhyming

Fantasizing a new future so enticing getting exciting few and fewer places to be hiding I'm conniving driving championship record breaking Agonizing silence amplifying

Vandalize entire instrumental mids lows and highs on the rise and I wont stop until I reach the prize I'm strategizing to confiscate and record break never stop makin music this life I didn't choose

I'm Stop correcting consumed by it and I just sit there take, nothing to lose I fucking told you dude that I don't need you I come unglued pursue remember clever artist master of it cause its exactly what I do a master of the art now this true

verbally assassinating demonstrating a reason for people to be hating I'm just waiting and debating how long its gonna take don't mistake me waitin as me hesitatin I'm concentrating on making something that's so amazing life changing breaking barriers scarier

bury er your deep inside work and suppressed at the bottom of the mess lurks insert here insults the jerk from the cloudy foggy murky water I emerge to purge the remaining feeling that you thought u had I'm one bad mad mother fucker aren't you glad that I don't need you Dad