🎤Please Stand Up🎤 by 🖤 Axel 🖤

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May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

You walk in loud like you’re ready to kill,
But your storm dies fast, no skill.
You spit your rage like a broken gun,
Every shot misses, every fight undone.
You flex your pride like a sacred blade,
But every swing is weak and frayed.
You claim the throne with trembling breath,
But every word smells like death.
You fake the heat you never felt,
You copy flames you never melt.
You throw your name like a deadly dart,
But every hit falls far apart.
You want the chaos? You can’t keep pace.
You want the crown? You lose the race.
You think your shadow cracks the ground,
But every step is barely sound.
You call yourself the darkest star,
So stand up, shadow, show who you are.
If you’re the beast you pretend to be,
Then rise, shadow, prove it to me.

I see the fear behind your roar,
You’re not the threat you’re aiming for.

Will the real shadow please stand up ?
I’m tired of ghosts who act too tough.
Your cardboard crown ain’t strong enough.
If you’re the storm, then call my bluff.
I’m done with copies, I want the rough.
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

You spit your venom like you’re built for war,
But every drop hits the floor.
You raise your voice like a loaded blade,
But every cut is dull and frayed.
You claim your rage is carved in bone,
But every scream is overblown.
You talk like you invented pain,
But you can’t handle your own vein.
You brag your darkness scars the air,
But every cut is just despair.
You want the throne? Then bleed for real.
You want the fire? Break the seal.
You call yourself a monster king,
But every roar is just a fling.
You say your silence kills the night,
But it’s too soft to start a fight.
You think your shadow rules the room,
But it just echoes your own doom.
You claim you’re chaos from afar,
So stand up, shadow, show who you are.
If you’re the storm you swear to be,
Then rise, shadow, right in front of me.

I see the fear behind your roar,
You’re not the threat you’re aiming for.

You walk like thunder but break like glass,
You fake the storm but never surpass.
You claim your rage is forged in steel,
But every blow forgets to feel.
You talk like you’re the final threat,
But every move is just regret.
You flex your pride like holy art,
But every line falls far apart.
You want the throne? Then take the hit.
You want the fire? Burn with it.
You call your lies a masterpiece,
But every truth you touch decease.
You say your shadow owns the night,
But every step betrays your fright.
You think your silence shakes the air,
But it just proves you’re unaware.
You claim your darkness scars the sky,
But every scream is just a cry.
You call yourself the fallen star,
So stand up, shadow, show who you are.
If you’re the chaos you swear to be,
Then rise, shadow, right in front of me.

I see the fear behind your roar,
You’re not the threat you’re aiming for.

Ha-ha
I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

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🤟🔥🖤🥀🖤🔥🤟 May I have your attention, please? May I have your attention, please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here You walk in loud like you’re ready to kill, But your storm dies fast, no skill. You spit your rage like a broken gun, Every shot misses, every fight undone. You flex your pride like a sacred blade, But every swing is weak and frayed. You claim the throne with trembling breath, But every word smells like death. You fake the heat you never felt, You copy flames you never melt. You throw your name like a deadly dart, But every hit falls far apart. You want the chaos? You can’t keep pace. You want the crown? You lose the race. You think your shadow cracks the ground, But every step is barely sound. You call yourself the darkest star, So stand up, shadow, show who you are. If you’re the beast you pretend to be, Then rise, shadow, prove it to me. I see the fear behind your roar, You’re not the threat you’re aiming for. Will the real shadow please stand up ? I’m tired of ghosts who act too tough. Your cardboard crown ain’t strong enough. If you’re the storm, then call my bluff. I’m done with copies, I want the rough. 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? You spit your venom like you’re built for war, But every drop hits the floor. You raise your voice like a loaded blade, But every cut is dull and frayed. You claim your rage is carved in bone, But every scream is overblown. You talk like you invented pain, But you can’t handle your own vein. You brag your darkness scars the air, But every cut is just despair. You want the throne? Then bleed for real. You want the fire? Break the seal. You call yourself a monster king, But every roar is just a fling. You say your silence kills the night, But it’s too soft to start a fight. You think your shadow rules the room, But it just echoes your own doom. You claim you’re chaos from afar, So stand up, shadow, show who you are. If you’re the storm you swear to be, Then rise, shadow, right in front of me. I see the fear behind your roar, You’re not the threat you’re aiming for. Will the real shadow please stand up ? I’m tired of ghosts who act too tough. Your cardboard crown ain’t strong enough. If you’re the storm, then call my bluff. I’m done with copies, I want the rough. 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? You walk like thunder but break like glass, You fake the storm but never surpass. You claim your rage is forged in steel, But every blow forgets to feel. You talk like you’re the final threat, But every move is just regret. You flex your pride like holy art, But every line falls far apart. You want the throne? Then take the hit. You want the fire? Burn with it. You call your lies a masterpiece, But every truth you touch decease. You say your shadow owns the night, But every step betrays your fright. You think your silence shakes the air, But it just proves you’re unaware. You claim your darkness scars the sky, But every scream is just a cry. You call yourself the fallen star, So stand up, shadow, show who you are. If you’re the chaos you swear to be, Then rise, shadow, right in front of me. I see the fear behind your roar, You’re not the threat you’re aiming for. Will the real shadow please stand up ? I’m tired of ghosts who act too tough. Your cardboard crown ain’t strong enough. If you’re the storm, then call my bluff. I’m done with copies, I want the rough. 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Ha-ha I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up 🤟🔥🖤🥀🖤🔥🤟

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