My highly trained Strattonites, my killers My killers who will not take no for an answer You're now swimming in infested waters Down in these parts, it get the deadliest I wear the crown, so my heart weigh the heaviest Built for this shit, I'm pressure-fit, re-up, then I repress a brick I grab that jelly jar, then I shock it like a jellyfish Can't name a nigga better than this 227 veteran Auntie been closet-smoking though my AP is a skeleton From shopping at Marshalls to who they sent the marshals after Still under martial law though, I'm the ghetto Marshall Mathers Never practiced martial arts, was too advanced from the start Had a spot around the corner from Advanced Auto Parts Came a long way ducking narcs, me and Shan at the park Wops said we need a press, told 'em to hand me a scarf Took two half zips I separated from the other two halves A cut that I added, then I two-stepped it with a durag On Schoolcraft with Sporto, we always had the last laugh Vacuum-sealing hundreds, counting twenties by the trash bag Let's get it My youngins quick to turn a nigga to a hashtag For the Jack God, it ain't no telling what can happen What make it even crazier, I'll get you fat for a ten My lil' nigga, he gon' spin like he from Tasmania The devil is a lie, I made him pay for my sins Ain't know that Satan had a twin, his name was Damien Who gave his life over to God when he betrayed to him Who showed him the difference between platinum and palladium See those little black boxes? They're called telephones I'm gonna let you on a little secret about these telephones They're not gonna dial themselves, okay? Without you, they're just worthless You're now rocking with the greatest Laker Quick to shoot my shot like I was Jason Prater Iced-out techno marine wire aviators Five bricks in the ceiling, me and lil' mommy chilling Before a nigga had children, I was the babysitter Chaperoning on them field trips, I had that maggie on me Let any nigga play with Blocks, I bet he make the paper Even the newscaster know them Detroit niggas shoot faster Say he from the East, it must be two Gratiots How you ain't thinking what you say before you speak out? Rock with my gang, I never been the type to reach out Outside the circle niggas, they don't be outside with us We know they perfect, tell them niggas turn they savage up I had enough of pillow-talkers tryna dap me up Over a mil' in Santanas, tell 'em to add me up Hate catching cramps in my fingers when I be bagging up Don't ever let these niggas see your mix after you add the cut My youngins quick to turn a nigga to a hashtag For the Jack God, it ain't no telling what can happen What make it even crazier, I'll get you fat for a ten My lil' nigga, he gon' spin like he from Tasmania The devil is a lie, I made him pay for my sins Ain't know that Satan had a twin, his name was Damien Who gave his life over to God when he betrayed to him Who showed him the difference between platinum and palladium When I face my problems, I show up in the back of a limo Wearing a two-thousand-dollar suit and a forty-thousand-dollar gold fucking watch Let's get it