DESCRIPTION:
Six "verses" composed of six couplets. Sick.

Produced by ShadyKnight

Lyrics:
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Potent eloquence with lethal intelligence.
No one can stop me like a stampede of elephants.
What's the relevance? I'll get a mental kid
To beat you so bad, you'll be ID'd by your dental prints.
Tell your next of kin I bring war and pestilence.
They wrote a book about me at the end of the Christian testaments.
I never use accellerant, I do it for the hell of it.
I'll cause a storm like I'm in control of the elements.
I've gone celibate, stay out of women's delicates;
I only date women so my friends can fuck the relatives.
My only estimate: people only think less of it
'Cause I rap so well, I put their skills at a deficit.

So stop stressin' it; you could learn a lesson, kid.
You gotta' understand that you're messing with a veteran.
You'll never benefit unless you hear the rest of it;
To conquer ShadyKnight, insane skills are a requisite.
I still represent Surrey 'til the death of it.
I'm high on life, like I took two caps of Mescaline,
Or five Excedrin's; but getting high on medicine
Is not MC2's way into heaven, if they'd let us in.
I'm the Edison of rap and irrelevance;
I'll leave you wide-eyed and open-mouthed like a pelican.
If you yell again, or even try to tell a friend
I'll just deny it while I'm writin' raps on MSN

Then I'll edit them to be proof and evidence
That I entered my room in June and haven't left it since.
Are you the president? You only rap with predicates;
And like George Bush, you have a strong lack of etiquette.
That's not the best of it. You're so full of estrogen
That people run away 'cause they're scared you'll PMS again.
You're so elegant, dating Ellen Degeneres;
You say you're a guy, but you're just too damned feminine.
I'm being generous; you could go sing for Genesis,
And fill in for Phil Collins as the lead degenerate.
"Ladies and gentlemen, can you share on my sentiment,
And not make fun when I present this fine specimen?"

Fact: My last lines were gettin' kinda wack;
But I guess that's what I get for spittin' while I take a nap.
I could be in the bath and still bust your verse in half;
I laugh at the fact that people need effort to rap.
'Cause my tactic's ass-kick, and get sarcastic later
It get's drastic fast kid, I'm here to casket haters.
I'm a dominator when it comes down to written rhymes.
If I took my time, you'll be sure I'd be gettin' mine.
I've only started to grind. I've just conquered my shine.
But I'll tell ya, these lines are all that's on my mind lately,
And it make's you want to hate me.
"How can Shady really be crazy?
He's nerdy like a white Wayne Brady"

I'm not insane, crazy, psychotic or mental
I just live in Surrey, like seven blocks from Central.
There's no parental advisory when I write rhymes
Most of the time, unless there's something on my mind
And it's making me think thoughts that run the negativity tip.
I'm not gonna stop 'til I see lucidity drip
From the walls and the ceiling, with a bloody moon;
Don't think you guys will be hearing the end of that soon.
I'm past goonin' around and being a clown
I'm here to astound, while never taking anybody down.
If you haven't noticed by now, I never mention names.
If you think the tension's aimed at ya', you've got you to blame.

I only bring the shame to people that openly take it;
Is it MY fault if I'm great and you hate it?
And if you're glad that I made it when I hit the top,
You can avoid the flames from the spits that I'll drop.
I know I'm hot when it comes down to verbal play,
Drop top lyrics so heavy they smash your vertebrate.
I got words to say, rappin' for long periods.
Months and years I could keep doing this, I'm serious.
Keep my raps crazy, to make you fools delirious.
I don't need to front, but I like to stay mysterious.
But I'm curious to hear how it's gonna sound
So I'ma post this now, and end this with a "PEACE OUT!"