[Verse 1:YourFavouriteShady]
I'm the realest Shady rapper, the one that people hate
I'm the king of the game, they can never replicate
I spit fire on the mic, leaving haters in dismay
I'm the master of the rap craft, I can never sway
Rhymes sharper than a razor blade, ain't no mistake
Got the flow so cold, it's like I'm in the arctic
Got these haters so mad, they're gonna need some Prozac
Off the dome, no script, I'm going insane
Foul language flowing, I don't give a damn
All these haters talking shit