Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your But I'm only to get this one chance Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Shady, you're on) Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know If 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 You were just what the ordered
I'm to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a must be in my genes I got a laptop in my pocket My go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from rap profit a living and a killing off it Ever since Bill was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his I'm an MC as honest But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, (Kill 'em all with) slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop You don't really get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac The same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing That I'll still be to break a motherfuckin' table Over the of a couple of faggots and crack it in half Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath the fact How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a It's disastrously bad For the wack I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as
I'm beginning to like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, box? Let me show you maintaining shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap like I have got Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful loves to root for a nuisance Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but for the moon since MC's get taken to school with music Cause I use it as a vehicle to a rhyme Now I lead a new full of students Me? I'm a of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N- -W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position To Run DMC and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Even I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame On the of shame You fags think it's all a game 'til I a flock of flames Off of planking, tell me what in the fuck are you gay looking boy So gay I can barely say it a straight face looking boy You a massacre Like you watching a church take place looking boy Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say boy You get a up, pat on the back And a way to go from label everyday looking boy Hey, looking boy, you say looking boy? I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy I'mma for everything I have Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face boy Basically boy you're never gonna be To keep up with the pace looking boy
'Cause I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God All my from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racing the track, call me Nascar, Nascar Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard,
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these I'm totin' And I should not be I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a head, a zombie floating But I got your mom deep I'm out my noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle I'm a doberman, pinch in the arm and pay homage, pupil me, my honesty's brutal But it's futile if I don't utilize what I do though For good at least in a while So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through times But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you Rappers are hungry looking at me it's lunchtime I know was a time where once I Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe grind So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you Appeal with the skin of mine You get too big and here come trying to, Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall LP One where I tried to say I take kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a and a nine See if I get away with it now I ain't as big as I was, but I've Morphed into an immortal coming the portal You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 And I know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows You're like normal, fuck normal And I just a new Raygun from the future To just come and shoot ya when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he like a fag at Maywhether's pad Singin' to a man while they played Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the channel So Ray J went to the radio station the very next day "Hey, Fab, I'mma you" Lyrics coming at you at speed, (JJ Fad) Uh, sama lamaa duma you assuming I'm a human I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of So that anything you saying off of me and it'll glue to you I'm never stating, more than never How to give a motherfuckin' audience a like it's levitating Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever For the day that they can say I fell off, be celebrating Cause I know the way to get 'em I make elevating music, you make music Oh, too mainstream Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, confuse it not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap Doc Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em it I don't know how to make songs like I don't know words to use Let me know it occurs to you While I'm ripping any one of these verses as you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently you How many I gotta murder to, Prove that if you're as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh! School flunkie, pill But look at the the skills brung me Full of myself, but still I bully cause I make me do what I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you, ill I speak in tongues But it's still tongue in cheek, you I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, chunky, but funky But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and Angels fight with devils, here's what they want me They asking me to some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter that I had Then you may be a patient and more sympathetic to the situation And the discrimination But fuck it, handing you lemons, make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women how the am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't it for Satan It's a mistake if you think I need to be overseas And a vacation to trip a broad And make her fall on her face and don't be a Be a king? Think not, why be a king when you can be a