Eminem - Rap God (Explicit)
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(upbeat music)
♪ Look, I was gonna go easy on
you 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 are just what the doc 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 slap box, slap box ♪
♪ They said I rap like a robot ♪
♪ So call me Rap Bot ♪
♪ But for me to rap like a computer ♪
♪ It must be in my genes ♪
♪ I got a laptop in my back pocket ♪
♪ My pen will 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 as
indecent as all hell ♪
♪ Syllables, skill-a-holic,
kill them all with ♪
♪ This flippity, dippity,
hippity hip-hop ♪
♪ You don't really wanna
get into a pissing match ♪
♪ With this rappity brat packing a MAC ♪
♪ In the back of the Ac' backpack ♪
♪ Rap crap, yap, yap, yackety-yak ♪
♪ 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 motherfucking 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 maxi pad ♪
♪ It's actually disastrously
bad for the wack ♪
♪ While I'm masterfully
construction this masterpiece ♪
♪ 'Cause 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 slap box, slap box ♪
♪ 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, pew ♪
♪ MCs get taken to school with his music ♪
♪ 'Cause I use it as a
vehicle to bus the rhyme ♪
♪ Now I lead a new
school full of students ♪
♪ Me, I'm a product of
Rakim, Lakim Shabazz ♪
♪ 2PAC, N.W.A, Cupe, 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 induct them ♪
♪ Into the motherfucking
Roll and Roll Hall of Fame ♪
♪ Even though I'll walk in the church ♪
♪ And burst in a ball of flames ♪
♪ Only Hall of Fame I'll 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 a plank and tell me what
the fuck are you thinking ♪
♪ Little gay looking boy ♪
♪ So gay, I can barely say it
with a straight, looking boy ♪
♪ You're witnessing a massacre ♪
♪ Like you're watching
a church gathering ♪
♪ Taking 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 every day, looking boy ♪
♪ Hey, looking boy, what
you say, looking boy ♪
♪ I got a hell yeah
from Dre, looking boy ♪
♪ I'ma work for everything I have ♪
♪ Never asked nobody for shit ♪
♪ Get outta my face, looking boy ♪
♪ Basically, boy, you're
never gonna be capable ♪
♪ Of keeping up with the
same pace, looking boy ♪
♪ 'Cause 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'll be Thor and I'll be Odin ♪
♪ You rodent, I'm omnipotent ♪
♪ Let off then I'm reloading ♪
♪ Immediately with
these bombs I'm toting ♪
♪ 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 in ♪
♪ And doodle enough rhymes ♪
♪ To maybe try to 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, I'm back from
"The Mathers LP 1" ♪
♪ When I tried to say I'll take
seven kids from Columbine ♪
♪ Put them 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'm morphing into an immortal ♪
♪ Coming through the portal ♪
♪ You're stuck in a time
warm from 2004 though ♪
♪ And I don't know what the
fuck that you rhyme for ♪
♪ You're pointless as Rapunzel
with fucking cornrows ♪
♪ You write normal, fuck being normal ♪
♪ And I just bought a new
ray gun from the future ♪
♪ Just to come and shoot ya ♪
♪ Like when Fabulous made Ray J mad ♪
♪ 'Cause Fab said he looked
like a fag at Mayweather's pad ♪
♪ Singing to a man while he 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'ma kill you ♪
♪ Lyrics coming at you
at supersonic speed ♪
♪ Uh, summa, lumma, dooma,
lumma, 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 say is ricocheting off of me ♪
♪ And it'll glue to you
and I'm devastating ♪
♪ More than ever demonstrating ♪
♪ How to give a motherfucking
audience a feeling ♪
♪ Like it's levitating, never fading ♪
♪ And I know the haters
are forever waiting ♪
♪ For the day that they
can say I feel off ♪
♪ They'll be celebrating ♪
♪ 'Cause I know the way
to get them 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 them lose it ♪
♪ I don't how to make songs like that ♪
♪ I don't know what words to use ♪
♪ Let me when it occurs to you ♪
♪ While I'm ripping any one of
these verses that versus you ♪
♪ It's curtains, I'm
inadvertently hurting you ♪
♪ How many verses I gotta murder ♪
♪ To prove that if you were half as nice ♪
♪ Your songs you could
sacrifice virgins too ♪
♪ Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie ♪
♪ But look at the accolades
these 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 check, fuck you ♪
♪ I'm drunk, so Satan,
take the fucking wheel ♪
♪ I'ma sleep in the front seat ♪
♪ Bumping Heavy D and the
Boyz still Chunky but Funky ♪
♪ But in my head ♪
♪ There's something I can
feel tugging and struggling ♪
♪ Angels fight with devils and
here's what they want from me ♪
♪ They're asking me to eliminate
some of the women hate ♪
♪ But if you take into
consideration the bitter hatred ♪
♪ I have, then you may
be a little patient ♪
♪ And more sympathetic to the situation ♪
♪ And understand the discrimination ♪
♪ But fuck it, life's handing you lemons ♪
♪ Make lemonade then ♪
♪ But I can't batter the women ♪
♪ How the fuck am I supposed
to bake them a cake then ♪
♪ Don't mistake him 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 ♪