[Intro: Eminem & Da 5'9"] I've always at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, completely fucking obliterate your opponent by saying anything and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a reaction from the crowd. So nothing's off limits I need you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the pool
1] Before this kicks off, let me set my in this tees 'Cause I'm dottin' i's every I cross one of these not a redeeming quality at all in me It's impossible, like an implausible dream Positive clean intervene But they're all altered and mean Assault and demean, tossed and being lost in the scheme in-between a brainwashing machine Like an Islamic regime, a jihadist radical Suicide that's seeing Ariana sing her last song of the evening And as the audience the damn concert is leaving Detonates the strapped to his abdominal region I'm not gonna finish that, for obvious But your dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em I'm not Middle but I'll make a bitch Raqqa hijab And at least a extra in the T-shirt Headscarf and a piece of tarp underneath the carpet, la vista I go on the beats to a paradox on the beach And a pair of crotchless underwear on a terrorist watch Gettin' head in the sand an embarrassed ostrich shit sprayer Bitch who you talkin' to, like Apple wristwear Endangered species in this ABC a bit scarce Prey's decreasing, I extinction like disc players Told this she's hot as Jada Pinkett And stared 'til I made her think it Said, "Maybe we just get married." She's me, I placed my feet with my hips square Tell her, "Turn around," spread her for me, then I hit bare Leave her stretched out like a baby on Ric Flair As I ripped her, anal in a split rear Spray Febreze in the hair Make her tryna get air I for keeps, there's no escaping me, I have a bitch scared And to me, and throw away the key And be so afraid to leave That even if she up breaking free she'll just sit there Tryin' to scrape up enough courage and to get up It's impossible like rapin' a We stay and fuck You're close, for you, what? My idea, you comin' too, it's you up With smelling after I Quaalude your cup That'll you up if you try to stray like a pup Hate to get bogged in details But bitch, I'm like the dog pound females My brain is corrupt, real life, Hillside I a skank's neck 'til it's triangular Shape but it's upside down, and my mouth gonna shut And mention me in your raps if it makes you a Or helps you rake in the duckets, I want in pub 'Cause I tryna get in your bars like I'm waiting the club But if you put me in lines, I'm takin' a cut
2] Get a million writers inside of a room in it Try to get every of every possible line to spit Every punchline, every combination that with it Bitch, a whole can't see me, there's no i's in it Head so big, I shot ten times in it Tryna commit suicide in it, five minutes And I survived shit Someone's gonna me, who? Battle me and win, a fucking fallacy too You name one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*, You fantasy, rally your troops, try to boost the Only I start a movement's a bowel I even give a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the booth Not a "nah" or a "boo" 'Cause even though I'm allergic to the crap that you When I'm 'bout to out, I don't mean get a rash from it too when I say I have allergies, I actually do But that's just an analogy, I've never had a to you
3] Creature from the Black I up and I smack the moon You're grief struck that I'm back so Your for this afternoon Creep up a pack of hoodlums We pack a like Capri Sun Heat tucked like we snuck in a submachine gun We stuck in a bun, with a bag of shrooms Cup of lean up in the room Justin Bieber in a school Selling dust and reefer when your is to him Don't adjust speaker I'll the stripes off of a fuckin' zebra when I'm at the zoo Huffin' 'til I gag from fumes Fuck Christina a plastic spoon While I some G-Funk and blast some Snoop 'Cause her g-cups are massive, huge! fun for me just to grab a boob Plus my got an attitude My Weiner's in a combative mood Come and suck a mean one it's mad at you I tongue and cheek, what you asslicks do you love to eat butt, it's sad but true
4] I just sprung a suddenly What I think in my gut become in sync My thoughts and my stomach up with each other Ink touches the pad, boom! the day Dre gave me beats, I was made elite That's basically what me me Creating stink, 'til tats are fading ink Who's the Think we're still debating, wink ADD, and put out an APB 'Cause take LAPD and me layin' in the street For you to see beat And I'll bet ya they'd need 'Cause I'd have to be stomped by men to suffer a defeat I please Jesus to make me decent Inhaling the ingredient of pain relievers, and saline I take three Aleves, break these fevers, I'm ailing I stay free of divas and screamin' they keep schemin' on me Vading the women at bay Like Laci Peterson, fetuses Legs and have been weighted, chained in semen It's demon—and wait! Even if it takes meat cleavers to believers Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to deviant Breakbeat, eat her like meat Emcees take like AMC theaters ringleader, depraved king Who media hates Which makes easier, still under scrutiny Villainous smooth criminal, livin' With the Reese Witherspoon Who was bruised, with a broom It's in two pieces, and lays in it Bit with a chewed leash, and his leapin' it in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, sleep in it R-A-P the shit, still and I poop, pee it It's a spillage, a leak, waste deep feces The syllables ooze fecal, feel like renewed leases 'Cause my brain 'em
5] Like excretion, it's simultaneously As I'm givin' these fools grief, they're the blues 'Cause even if stealin' my shoes, Just to fill 'em's a huge A hill and too steep Obey these demons, we're in cahoots Keep feedin' me blank As as I sink these teeth And I'm killin' the leaf Time to shake these again Wait, that phrase repeat again Killin' the leaf, shake these trees again Get the rake, but it ain't me 'em
6] Vicodins, new prints, I them and chew them The whites and the mixed with nitrus balloons And I like to gluesticks, put Ricin on toothpicks On the mic I'm ruthless, a crisis, a nuisance Who I I give two shits If they wanna license my to entice with Then use the shit like it's the blueprint for ISIS
7] Excuse me while I into space for a few In a or haze, glazed over, crazed warp loon Mental cased off, had a straight-forward view But you bozos keep the flamethrower fuel No one's ever sank lower, shrewd, and way more Beast-mode like a lawn-mower rolled thru it And this has little to do bein' gay, boy It's just where the wordplay's But ain't I can say or do ain't no excuse, the way I go at you {censored} You say I'm screw-faced So if I look your way, you're if looks could kill, I could start a hate-war too 'Cause I'd murder you straight by turnin' the gaze on you
8] Let's it back before the tightly-worn pants To the Nike, Jordan, The Lee's, Jordache, and the white tees Lightning storms might be fast Such a forecast! But you're slightly hoarse, rasp the cyphering or-gasp, but still reciting your raps While you're tightening grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past your heiny's sore, that's 'Cause you still finished fuckin' wiping your ass From the before last No good, but rap I'm too-good-for-my-own-good at adulthood, I'm a grown-up brat Where your cojones at? Mine are always being rode, in They're frozen, you seen a cul-de-sac? So big fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em back
9] Dick so long, need a For that, gotta unroll it and fold it So difficult to wrap in the pro-filactic, it it So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I lay it flat it's like a mat Make a bitch she's in aerobics class The bear you don't poke its back The backbone of rap, your fuckin' lead singles are my bonus When I appear, my stop Hearts fall in stomach, their spirits drop flop, their gears lock, severe shock Fear at the thought Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top I'm in the sky I talk Bitch, I'm so fly I walk, my ears pop
Oh, and I'm playin' ladies, you know I love you I got a for a line