Eminem - Rap God - Song Lyrics

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 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 slap box, slap box?
 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
 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 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
 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-
 -W.A, 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

'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 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 time warp 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 uh!
 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 sympathetic to the situation
 And understand the discrimination
 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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