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Rap God - Eminem ZW68AD67
Rap God - Eminem
Look
I was gonna go easy
On you and not
To hurt your feelings
But I'm
Only going to get
This one chance
Something's wrong
I can feel it
(Six minutes Slim Shady
You're on)
Just a feeling I've got
Like something's about
To happen
But I don't know what
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 taking any chances
You were just
What the doctor ordered
I'm beginning to feel like
A Rap God Rap God
All my people
From the front to
The back nod back nod
Now who thinks their arms
Are long enough
To slapbox slapbox?
They said I rap
Like a robot
So call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like
A computer must be
In my genes
I got a laptop
In my back pocket
My pen'll go off
When I half-cock it
Got a fat knot
From that rap profit
Made a living and
A killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton
Was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky
Feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude
And indecent as all hell
Syllables killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety gibbedy
Hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna
Get into a pissing match
With this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back
Of the Ac pack backpack rap
Yep yackidy-yac
And at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat
Stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able
To break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back
Of a couple of faggots
And crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic
I was signed
To Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow?
All I do is drop
F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having
A rough time period
Here's a maxipad
It's actually disastrously
Bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully
Constructing this masterpiece as
I'm beginning to feel like
A Rap God Rap God
All my people
From the front to
The back nod back nod
Now who thinks their arms
Are long enough
To slapbox slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining
This shit ain't that
Hard that hard
Everybody want the key
And the secret to rap
Immortality like
I have got
Well to be truthful
The blueprint's simply rage
And youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root
For a nuisance
Hit the earth
Like an asteroid did
Nothing but shoot
For the moon since
MC's get taken
To school with this music
Cause I use it
As a vehicle to
Bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school
Full of students
Me? I'm a product
Of Rakim Lakim Shabazz 2Pac N-
WA Cube hey Doc Ren
Yella Eazy thank you
They got Slim
Inspired enough
To one day grow up blow up
And be in a position
To meet Run DMC
And induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk
In the church and burst
In a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame
I be inducted in
Is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all
A game
'Til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking
Tell me what in the fuck
Are you thinking?
Little gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say
It with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre
Like you watching a church
Gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey that boy's
Gay that's all
They say looking boy
You get a thumbs up
Pat on the back
And a way to go
From your label
Everyday looking boy
Hey looking boy
What you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah"
From Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never ask nobody
For shit get outta my face
Looking boy
Basically boy
You're never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same
Pace looking boy
I'm beginning to feel like
A Rap God Rap God
All my people
From the front to
The back nod back nod
The way I'm racing around
The track call me
Nascar Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer
Park the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod
This planet's Krypton no
Asgard Asgard
So you be Thor
And I'll be Odin
You rodent I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading
Immediately with these
Bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But I'm just a talking head
A zombie floating
But I got your mom
Deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle
We have nothing in
Common poodle
I'm a doberman pinch yourself
In the arm and
Pay homage pupil
It's me
My honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if
I don't utilize
What I do though
For good at least
Once in a while
So I wanna make sure
Somewhere in this chicken
Scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to
Maybe to try and help get
Some people through tough times
But I gotta keep
A few punchlines
Just in case cause
Even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry
Looking at me
Like it's lunchtime
I know there
Was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap
Like I'm on my Pharoahe
Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes
But sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin
Color of mine
You get too big and
Here they come trying
To censor you
Like that one line
I said on "I'm Back"
From the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried
To say I take seven
Kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line
Add an AK-47 a
Revolver and a nine
See if I get away
With it now that I ain't
As big as
I was but I've
Morphed into an immortal
Coming through the portal
You're stuck
In a timewarp from 2004 though
And I don't know
What the fuck
That you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel
With fucking cornrows
You're like normal fuck
Being normal
And I just bought a new
Raygun from the future
To just come and shoot ya
Like when Fabolous
Made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said
He looked like a fag
At Maywhether’s pad
Singin' to a man while
They played piano
Man oh man that was
A 24/7 special
On the cable channel
So Ray J went straight
To the radio
Station the very next day
''Hey Fab I'mma kill you''
Lyrics coming at
You at supersonic speed (JJ Fad)
Uh sama lamaa duma lamaa
You assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do
To get it through
To you I'm superhuman
Innovative and
I'm made of rubber
So that anything you saying
Ricocheting off of me
And it'll glue to you
I'm never stating more
Than never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin'
Audience a feeling like
It's levitating
Never fading and I know
That the haters
Are forever waiting
For the day that they
Can say I fell off
They'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way
To get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music
Oh he's too mainstream
Well that's what they
Do when they get jealous
They confuse it
It's not hip hop it's pop
Cause I found a
Hella way to fuse it
With rock
Shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself
And make 'em lose it
I don't know
How to make songs like that
I don't know
What words to use
Let me know
When it occurs to you
While I’m ripping any
One of these
Verses diverse as you
It’s curtains
I’m inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses
I gotta murder to prove
That if you're
Half as nice at songs
You can sacrifice virgins too
School flunkie pill junky
But look at the accolades
The skills brung me
Full of myself but still hungry
I bully myself
Cause I make me do
What I put my mind to
And I'm a
Million leagues above
You ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue
In cheek fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan
Take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D
And the Boys
Still chunky but funky
But in my head
There's something
I can feel
Tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils here's
What they want from me
They asking me to eliminate
Some of the women hate
But if you take
Into consideration
The bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be
A little patient and more
Symphatetic to the situation
And understand the discrimation
But fuck it
Life's handing you
Lemons make lemonade then
But if I can't batter
The women
How the fuck
Am I supposed to bake
Them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake
If you think I need
To be overseas
And take a vacation
To trip a broad
And make her fall on
Her face and
Don't be a retard
Be a king?
Think not
Why be a king
When you can be a God?
Rap God - Eminem ZW68AD67
Rap God - Eminem
Look
I was gonna go easy
On you and not
To hurt your feelings
But I'm
Only going to get
This one chance
Something's wrong
I can feel it
(Six minutes Slim Shady
You're on)
Just a feeling I've got
Like something's about
To happen
But I don't know what
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 taking any chances
You were just
What the doctor ordered
I'm beginning to feel like
A Rap God Rap God
All my people
From the front to
The back nod back nod
Now who thinks their arms
Are long enough
To slapbox slapbox?
They said I rap
Like a robot
So call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like
A computer must be
In my genes
I got a laptop
In my back pocket
My pen'll go off
When I half-cock it
Got a fat knot
From that rap profit
Made a living and
A killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton
Was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky
Feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude
And indecent as all hell
Syllables killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety gibbedy
Hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna
Get into a pissing match
With this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back
Of the Ac pack backpack rap
Yep yackidy-yac
And at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat
Stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able
To break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back
Of a couple of faggots
And crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic
I was signed
To Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow?
All I do is drop
F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having
A rough time period
Here's a maxipad
It's actually disastrously
Bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully
Constructing this masterpiece as
I'm beginning to feel like
A Rap God Rap God
All my people
From the front to
The back nod back nod
Now who thinks their arms
Are long enough
To slapbox slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining
This shit ain't that
Hard that hard
Everybody want the key
And the secret to rap
Immortality like
I have got
Well to be truthful
The blueprint's simply rage
And youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root
For a nuisance
Hit the earth
Like an asteroid did
Nothing but shoot
For the moon since
MC's get taken
To school with this music
Cause I use it
As a vehicle to
Bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school
Full of students
Me? I'm a product
Of Rakim Lakim Shabazz 2Pac N-
WA Cube hey Doc Ren
Yella Eazy thank you
They got Slim
Inspired enough
To one day grow up blow up
And be in a position
To meet Run DMC
And induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk
In the church and burst
In a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame
I be inducted in
Is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all
A game
'Til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking
Tell me what in the fuck
Are you thinking?
Little gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say
It with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre
Like you watching a church
Gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey that boy's
Gay that's all
They say looking boy
You get a thumbs up
Pat on the back
And a way to go
From your label
Everyday looking boy
Hey looking boy
What you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah"
From Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never ask nobody
For shit get outta my face
Looking boy
Basically boy
You're never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same
Pace looking boy
I'm beginning to feel like
A Rap God Rap God
All my people
From the front to
The back nod back nod
The way I'm racing around
The track call me
Nascar Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer
Park the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod
This planet's Krypton no
Asgard Asgard
So you be Thor
And I'll be Odin
You rodent I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading
Immediately with these
Bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But I'm just a talking head
A zombie floating
But I got your mom
Deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle
We have nothing in
Common poodle
I'm a doberman pinch yourself
In the arm and
Pay homage pupil
It's me
My honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if
I don't utilize
What I do though
For good at least
Once in a while
So I wanna make sure
Somewhere in this chicken
Scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to
Maybe to try and help get
Some people through tough times
But I gotta keep
A few punchlines
Just in case cause
Even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry
Looking at me
Like it's lunchtime
I know there
Was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap
Like I'm on my Pharoahe
Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes
But sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin
Color of mine
You get too big and
Here they come trying
To censor you
Like that one line
I said on "I'm Back"
From the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried
To say I take seven
Kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line
Add an AK-47 a
Revolver and a nine
See if I get away
With it now that I ain't
As big as
I was but I've
Morphed into an immortal
Coming through the portal
You're stuck
In a timewarp from 2004 though
And I don't know
What the fuck
That you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel
With fucking cornrows
You're like normal fuck
Being normal
And I just bought a new
Raygun from the future
To just come and shoot ya
Like when Fabolous
Made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said
He looked like a fag
At Maywhether’s pad
Singin' to a man while
They played piano
Man oh man that was
A 24/7 special
On the cable channel
So Ray J went straight
To the radio
Station the very next day
''Hey Fab I'mma kill you''
Lyrics coming at
You at supersonic speed (JJ Fad)
Uh sama lamaa duma lamaa
You assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do
To get it through
To you I'm superhuman
Innovative and
I'm made of rubber
So that anything you saying
Ricocheting off of me
And it'll glue to you
I'm never stating more
Than never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin'
Audience a feeling like
It's levitating
Never fading and I know
That the haters
Are forever waiting
For the day that they
Can say I fell off
They'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way
To get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music
Oh he's too mainstream
Well that's what they
Do when they get jealous
They confuse it
It's not hip hop it's pop
Cause I found a
Hella way to fuse it
With rock
Shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself
And make 'em lose it
I don't know
How to make songs like that
I don't know
What words to use
Let me know
When it occurs to you
While I’m ripping any
One of these
Verses diverse as you
It’s curtains
I’m inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses
I gotta murder to prove
That if you're
Half as nice at songs
You can sacrifice virgins too
School flunkie pill junky
But look at the accolades
The skills brung me
Full of myself but still hungry
I bully myself
Cause I make me do
What I put my mind to
And I'm a
Million leagues above
You ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue
In cheek fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan
Take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D
And the Boys
Still chunky but funky
But in my head
There's something
I can feel
Tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils here's
What they want from me
They asking me to eliminate
Some of the women hate
But if you take
Into consideration
The bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be
A little patient and more
Symphatetic to the situation
And understand the discrimation
But fuck it
Life's handing you
Lemons make lemonade then
But if I can't batter
The women
How the fuck
Am I supposed to bake
Them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake
If you think I need
To be overseas
And take a vacation
To trip a broad
And make her fall on
Her face and
Don't be a retard
Be a king?
Think not
Why be a king
When you can be a God?
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