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Portland, Oregon, United States
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintainin' this sh- ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι have got
But I'm only goin' to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feelin' I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what (six minutes, six, six minutes)
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not takin' any chances (you are just what the doc ordered)