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Rap God

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2016-12-23

  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 wrong I can feel it

  Its just I feel it in my guts

  Like something about to happen

  but I don’t know what

  If that mean what I think it means

  were in trouble big trouble

  And if he’s banana as you say

  I’m not taking any chances

  You’re just what the sound wants

  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

  it’s must be in my genes

  I got a laptop in my back pocket

  My pinnacle walk when I half cock it

  Got a fat knot from that rap profit

  Made a living and killing off it

  Every since Bill Clinton was still in office

  With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut sacks

  I’m a emcee still as honest but as rude

  as indecent as hell all syllables

  Killaholic kill em all with

  This ligiti hibidi hibidi hip-hop you

  don’t really want to get into it

  Put with this back pack

  and a mac in the back of the yak

  back pack rat yap yap yap

  Now at the exact same time I take

  these lyrically acrobats stunts while I’m practicing

  I’ll be able break a mother fucking table

  over the back of a couple of faggets and crack it in half

  Tony realize he was ironic I was under aftermath after the fact

  How could I not blow all I do is drop F bombs

  Give him a wraithbatat rapper having a rough time period

  Here is a maxi pad its actually disasterly bad

  For the for the master leak destructing master p ass

  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

  that shit ain’t that hard that hard

  Everybody wants the key and the secrets

  to rapping mortality like I have god

  Well to be truthful the blue prints

  simply raging youthful exuberance

  Everybody love the root of a nuisance

  50 got up like an asteroid and did

  nothing but shoot to the moon since “phew”

  Emcee get taking to school

  with this music cause I use it as a vehicle

  To bust a rhyme got to lead a school of new students

  Me I’m a product of Rakim Lakim 2pac N.

  W.A Cube Ren Easy 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 to the motherfucking

  Rock and 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 a game till 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 your watching

  a church gathering take place looking boy

  Oy vey that boy is 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 trey looking boy

  I’mma work for everything

  I have never asked nobody for shit

  get outta my face looking boy

  Basically boy you’re never gonna

  be capable to be keeping 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

  There own heart of the trailer park the white trash god

  Kneel before Generals Zod this planet

  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 there bombs I’m toteing

  And I should not be woken I’m 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

  Its me my honesty’s brutal

  But its honesty futile if I don’t utilize

  that I do though

  For good at least once in awhile

  so I wanna make sure somewhere chicken scratch scribble and doodle

  Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help

  get some people through tough times

  But I gotta keep a few punch lines

  Just in case cause even if you’re 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 a pharaoh grind

  So I crunch rhymes but sometimes

  when you combine a pill with the skin color of mine

  You get too big and since you like that one line

  I said Mathers LP

  When I tried take seven kids from Columbine

  Put 'em all in line add an AK-47 a revolver and one nine

  See if I get away with it now then I ain’t as big as

  I was but I’m morph into an immortal

  Coming through the portal

  But 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 like Rapunzel with fucking cornrolls

  fuck being normal

  And I just bought a new ray gun

  from the future to just come and shoot ya

  Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad

  pick a fight Mayweather pants on the door

  Man oh man that was a 24 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 super sonic speed (Ray J Fag)

  Uh sama lama dama lama you assuming I’m a human

  What I gotta do to get it through to you I’m superhuman

  Innovative made of rubber so anything you saying ricocheting off of me

  never stating more than demonstrating how to

  give a mother fucker feeling like he’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 that way to get ‘em motivated

  I make elevating music you make elevator music

  Oh he’s too mainstream well that’s what they doing jealous they confuse it

  Its not hip hop its pop cause I found a hella way to fuse it

  With rock shocked rap with Doc don’t to make them 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 the verse is huge

  inadvertently hurting you

  How many verses I gotta murder to prove

  that if you’re half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too

  School flunky pill junky but look at the accolades the skill brung me

  Full of myself but still hungry

  I bully myself cause I make me do that I put my mind to

  And I’m a million leagues above you

  Ill when I speak in tongues but its 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 and 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 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 cant batter other 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 to take a vacation to trip a broad

  And make her fall on her face don’t be a retard

  Be a king think not why be a king when you can be a god

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