ladies and gentlemen, the musical equivalent of spilling a can of Rockstar on a pair of Dockers khakis is finally upon us. that's right folks, the greatest rapper on the charts graciously decided to cut a break for that guy who pulled an unloaded gun on Insane Clown Posse twenty years ago and give him another day in the sun.
behold, hark, and bask in the glory of fire bars like
Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies
and
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z
Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything
Are getting washed now, chika-chika-chika, like bathing
Young Hova, I know hittas like Yankees
witness the magic for yourself here
behold, hark, and bask in the glory of fire bars like
Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies
and
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z
Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything
Are getting washed now, chika-chika-chika, like bathing
Young Hova, I know hittas like Yankees
witness the magic for yourself here