hello whats up ? i dont even care today just like yesterday and the day before that have been well shit the day befor the day before yesterday~ me and my friend tyler went to 31st centry and played counter strike for 3 hr.s the end . . . . Intro: People (people)!! It feels so good to be back! (Back!) Ladies (ladies) and Gentlemen (gentlemen), introducin' the new (new) and improved (improved), you (you) know who (know who) Verse 1 Never been the type to bend or budge, the wrong button to push, no friend of Bush I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese I'm a pitbull off his leash All this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo, I'm back now, I've come to release this info I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple, can-a-bitch don't want no beef with Slim? Noooo! Not even on my radar, so won't you please jump off my dick, lay off and stay off and follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from séance to séance, aw-a-aw-sh-a-aw Chorus (2x) C'mon now, let's all get on down, let's do-si-do now, we gon' have a good ol'time Don't be scared, 'cuz there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout, let your hair down, and square dance with me! Verse 2 Let your hair down to the track, yeah, kick on back Boo! The boogie monster of rap, yeah, the man's back With a plan to ambush this Bush administration, mush the Senate's face in, Push this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say Somethin' you might not like, this white hot light that I'm under, no Wonder I look so Sunburnt, oh no I won't leave no stone unturned Oh no I won't leave, won't go nowhere, do-si-do, oh, yo, ho, hello there Oh, yeah, don't think I won't go there, go to Beirut and do a show there Yeah, you laugh till your muthafuc*in'as* gets drafted, while you're at Band camp thinkin' the crap can't happen Till you fu*k around, get an Anthrax napkin, inside a package wrapped in saran wrap wrappin' Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin', fuc*in' assassins hijackin' Amtracks crashin' All this terror America demands action, next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's a*s askin' To join the Army or what you'll do for they Navy You just a baby, gettin' recruited at eighteen You're on a plane now, eatin' their food and their baked beans I'm twenty-eight, they gonna take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy? When I say Hussein, you say Shady My views ain't changed, still inhumane, wait, arraigned two days late, the date's today, hang me! Chorus (2x) Verse 3 Nothin' moves me more than a groove that soothes me, nothin' soothes me more Than a groove that boosts me Nothin' boosts me more, or suits me beautifully, there's nothin' you can do to me, stab me shoot me Psychotic, hypnotic product I got it the antibiotic, ain't nobody hotter and so on And yada yada, god I talk a lotta hem de lay la la la, oochie walla walla um da dah da dah da but you gotta gotta keep movin', there's more music to make, keep makin' new sh*t, produce hits to break the monotony, what's gotten into me? Drugs, rock, and Hennessey, thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies On your knees, got you under siege, somebody you would give a lung to be Hun-ga-ry, like a fuc*in' younger me, fu*k the fee, I can get you jumped for free Yeah buddy, laugh, it's funny, I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing I'm past bluffing, pass the K-Y, let's get ready for some intense, serious as* fu*kin'! Chorus (X2) Outro Dr. Dre, wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas, wants to square dance with me X to the Z, wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes, wants to square dance with me Cana-bitch, won't square dance with me Fan-a-bitch, won't square dance with me Canada-bis, don't want no parts of me Dirty Dozen, wants to square dance with you Yee-Haw!!! edited by me P.S. Emin3m is cool