Rap God
Eminem 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 (six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, 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 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 livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac', backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackity-yack
And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' 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 masterpièce

'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 nothin' but shoot for the moon since (pew)
Mc's get taken to school with this 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, 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-D.M.C 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'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 in the fuck are you thinkin'?
Little gay lookin' boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
You witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' 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 racin' 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 reloadin' immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
But I got your mom deep-throatin'
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothin' 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 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 lookin' 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 tryin' to
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One
When I tried to say, "I'll 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'm
Morphin' into an immortal comin' 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 fuckin' 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 Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singin' 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, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lama duma lama, you assumin' 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 ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' 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'll 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 rippin' 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 were half as nice, your songs you can sacrifice virgins too? Uh
School flunkie, pill junkie
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 and here's what they want from me
They're askin' 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 if 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?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's "Rap God" are complex and showcase his ability to rap at a supersonic speed. The song begins with Eminem talking to Slim Shady and feeling that something is about to happen. He then goes on to claim himself as a Rap God implying that he is the best rapper in the game. Eminem talks about his music-making process, how he got famous, his influences and how he started rapping. The song also highlights Eminem's struggles with drug addiction and his insatiable hunger to succeed in the game.


One interpretation of the lyrics could be that Eminem is using the phrase "Rap God" to show his superiority in the rap game. He claims that he is the best and that no one can touch him. His use of wordplay and his ability to rap at an incredible speed reflects his confidence. Eminem also talks about the challenging times he faced growing up and how he used his struggles to make him a better rapper.


The lyrics showcase Eminem's skills as a rapper, and the references he makes highlight his background and upbringing. The song is a celebration of his craft, and he seems to be enjoying himself as he raps. Overall, the song is a testament to Eminem's talent, and the lyrics display the hard work and dedication he has put into his career.


Line by Line Meaning

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
I initially planned to be gentle with you and avoid causing you emotional harm.


But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes)
However, I have this one opportunity to showcase my skills and make an impact.


Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
I have a sense that something is not right, and I can sense the pressure and responsibility on me as Slim Shady.


Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
I have an intuition that something significant is about to occur, but I'm uncertain of its nature.


If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
If my interpretation is correct, we are in a risky and problematic situation.


And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
If he is as crazy and unpredictable as you claim, I won't be taking any risks.


You are just what the doctor ordered
You are precisely what is needed in this situation.


I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
I am starting to perceive myself as an exceptional and supreme figure in the rap genre.


All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Everyone in the audience, from the front to the back, acknowledging and appreciating my music.


Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Who believes they have the reach and skill to engage in a vigorous boxing match?


They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
They claim I rap with a robotic precision, hence referring to me as 'Rapbot.'


But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
However, my ability to rap with the precision of a computer is inherently a part of who I am.


I got a laptop in my back pocket
I metaphorically carry a laptop filled with lyrical content and ideas with me at all times.


My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
My creativity and flow will unleash effortlessly when I have partially prepared.


Got a fat knot from that rap profit
I've earned a significant amount of money from my success in the rap industry.


Made a livin' and a killin' off it
I've not only earned a living but also made a substantial financial profit from my rap career.


Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
My success in rap has been ongoing for a long time, dating back to when Bill Clinton was the President.


With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
During that period, scandals involving Monica Lewinsky and Bill Clinton were taking place.


I'm an MC still as honest
Despite my fame and success, I remain true and genuine as a rapper.


But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic
However, my lyrics can be offensive and explicit, filled with explicit language and aggressive wordplay.


This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
Referring to the intricate and fast-paced style of hip-hop that I employ.


You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
You don't truly desire to engage in a verbal battle with me, a young and skilled rapper.


Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac', backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackity-yack
I carry a MAC-10 firearm in the back of my car, engaging in this braggadocious style of rap music.


And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that
Simultaneously, I strive to perform complex and impressive lyrical feats while refining my artistic skills.


I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
I possess the strength and ability to easily smash a table into pieces in an aggressive display of power.


Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Furthermore, I am capable of breaking a table over the backs of a few derogatory individuals, symbolizing my lack of respect for them.


Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
In retrospect, I find it ironic that I signed with Aftermath Entertainment after recognizing the controversial nature of my lyrics.


How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
How could I not achieve tremendous success? I consistently release music filled with explicit language, showcasing my aggressive and confrontational approach.


Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
Many other rappers are currently struggling in the industry, and I offer them a metaphorical Maxipad to deal with their issues.


It's actually disastrously bad
Their current situation is truly terrible and chaotic.


For the wack, while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece
As they struggle, I am skillfully creating a masterpiece with my music.


'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
Because of my skills and success, I am becoming more and more like a deity in the realm of rap music.


All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
My audience, from the front to the back, enthusiastically acknowledge and appreciate my talents.


Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Who believes they have the physical reach and prowess to engage in a boxing match?


Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Allow me to demonstrate that it's not particularly difficult to sustain and excel in this industry.


Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Everyone desires to possess the key and secret to achieving everlasting fame and influence in the rap world, just as I have achieved.


Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
To be honest, the key lies in expressing intense anger and enthusiasm associated with youth.


Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
People enjoy supporting and cheering for someone who is considered a troublemaker.


Hit the Earth like an asteroid, did nothin' but shoot for the moon since (pew)
I made a significant impact on the music scene, much like an asteroid hitting the Earth, and have always aimed for great success.


Mc's get taken to school with this music
Other rappers are outperformed and outclassed by the quality of my music.


'Cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme
I utilize music as a means to transport and deliver my rhymes skillfully.


Now I lead a new school full of students
Currently, I am at the forefront of a new generation of rappers who look up to me as their leader.


Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Personally, I am heavily influenced and inspired by Rakim, a legendary rapper.


Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
I owe my gratitude to influential artists like Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, MC Ren, DJ Yella, and Eazy-E for shaping my career.


Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
Their inspiration motivated me to strive for success, eventually becoming a prominent figure in the industry.


To meet Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
One of my aspirations is to meet Run-D.M.C and witness their induction into the prestigious Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame.


Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Despite the controversy surrounding my public persona, I still maintain a strong presence and captivate attention wherever I go.


Only hall of fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame on the wall of (shame)
The only distinction I will be recognized for is the excessive consumption of alcohol, a dubious achievement displayed shamefully.


You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Many individuals with derogatory views believe I am merely playing around until I demonstrate my power and dominance.


Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
I challenge you to step off a dangerous ledge and question your thought process.


Little gay lookin' boy
Referring to someone who appears effeminate or homosexual.


So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
This person is so noticeably gay that it is difficult to mention it without bursting into laughter.


You witnessin' a mass-occur
You are currently observing a significant event or phenomenon.


Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
It's akin to observing a church congregation gathering before your eyes.


"Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy
"Oh my, that boy is gay", that's the only comment people make when observing this person.


You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
This individual receives approval and support.


And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Additionally, the artist's record label frequently compliments and encourages this person.


Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
Hey, what do you have to say, you who constantly attract attention?


I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I receive enthusiastic support and validation from Dr. Dre.


I'ma work for everything I have
I have achieved everything through my hard work and dedication.


Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy
I have never relied on anyone for assistance, so stay away from me.


Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
Essentially, young man, you will never possess the ability or skills


Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy
To match or keep up with the same level of talent and speed that I possess, young man.


'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
I am becoming more and more convinced that I am a supreme figure in the realm of rap music, a Rap God.


All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
My entire audience, from the front to the back, acknowledge and appreciate my skills.


The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
The speed at which I'm moving and maneuvering is comparable to a NASCAR race, earning me the nickname 'NASCAR.'


Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
I am likened to Dale Earnhardt, a renowned racecar driver, symbolizing my dominance and influence in the rap industry despite hailing from a lower socioeconomic background.


Kneel before General Zod, this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
Show your respect and submission to General Zod, as this planet is similar to Krypton and not the fantastical realm of Asgard.


So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
You can portray Thor, while I assume the role of Odin, as I possess godlike powers and control.


Let off then I'm reloadin' immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
I release my verbal firepower and quickly reload, continuing my onslaught with these explosive lyrics I possess.


And I should not be woken
One should avoid disturbing me or stirring me from my state of focus.


I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
Although I appear lifeless and disconnected, I still am able to communicate and deliver impactful messages like a floating zombie.


But I got your mom deep-throatin'
Additionally, I have engaged in sexual activities with your mother, suggesting dominance.


I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothin' in common, poodle
I've stepped out of my humble origins and surpassed the average person, leaving us with no shared experiences or similarities.


I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
I am comparable to a fierce and vigilant Doberman, causing you to question reality and show me the respect I deserve, as a student would to their teacher.


It's me, my honesty's brutal
This is who I am, and my honesty can be unrelenting and harsh.


But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
However, if I don't harness and utilize my talents, it becomes meaningless and inconsequential.


For good at least once in a while
Yet, I do strive to make a positive impact occasionally.


So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Therefore, I want to ensure that amidst my rough drafts and random sketches, I incorporate meaningful and impactful messages.


Enough rhymes to maybe to try to help get some people through tough times
I aim to contribute enough meaningful lyrics that can potentially aid individuals in navigating challenging periods in their lives.


But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Regardless, I have to maintain a few humorous lines in reserve, as even unsigned artists may try to challenge me.


Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
Other rappers are eager and envious, viewing me as their next meal or opportunity.


I know there was a time where once I
I am aware that there was a period when I


Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
When I was the ruler of the underground rap scene, I continue to rap with the same determination and intensity as Pharoahe Monch.


So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Therefore, I effortlessly create impactful rhymes, although there are occasions when you merge


Appeal with the skin color of mine
My mass appeal and popularity with audiences clashes with my racial background


You get too big, and here they come tryin' to
As your success and fame grow, individuals will attempt to


Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One
Censor and restrict your freedom of expression, similar to the controversy surrounding a line I delivered in the song "I'm Back" from The Marshall Mathers LP.


When I tried to say, "I'll take seven kids from Columbine
In which I attempted to convey the provocative idea of taking seven kids from the infamous Columbine incident


Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine"
And organizing them in a row, equipped with firearms such as an AK-47, a revolver, and a 9mm handgun."


See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Let's see if I can still get away with such controversial statements now that I am not as prominent as I once was, but I


Morphin' into an immortal comin' through the portal
Transforming into a seemingly immortal being, emerging from a portal


You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
You are caught in a time loop that has you trapped in the year 2004


And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
In addition, I fail to understand your purpose and intentions as a rapper


You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
Your existence and contributions are as meaningless as Rapunzel wearing cornrows.


You write normal? Fuck being normal
You write ordinary and conventional rap lyrics? I have no desire to conform to such norms.


And I just bought a new ray-gun from the future
I recently acquired a futuristic ray-gun


Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
In order to shoot and harm you, as Fabolous angered Ray J in the past


'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
As Fabolous commented that Ray J appeared effeminate at Floyd Mayweather Jr.'s residence


Singin' to a man while he played piano
Singing affectionately to another man while he played the piano


Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
Wow, that incident was heavily covered and discussed on a cable television channel


So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
Consequently, Ray J promptly went to a radio station the following day


"Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you"
"Hey, Fab, I am going to cause harm to you"


Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
My lyrics are approaching you at an extremely fast pace, comparable to the song 'Supersonic' by JJ Fad


Uh, sama lama duma lama, you assumin' I'm a human
I deliver my lyrics with rapidity and flow, suggesting that you may mistakenly perceive me as a mere mortal


What I gotta do to get it through to you, I'm superhuman?
What must I demonstrate to make you comprehend that I possess superhuman qualities?


Innovative and I'm made of rubber
I possess innovative ideas and am resilient like rubber


So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you
Any criticism or negative comment you direct at me will bounce back and stick to you instead


I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
I am incredibly powerful and impactful, continuously displaying my abilities


How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitating
I possess the ability to make the audience feel an elevated and euphoric sensation


Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
I continuously maintain my presence and influence, while I understand that there will always be individuals eagerly hoping for my demise


For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
They anticipate the day when they can rejoice and celebrate my downfall


'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
As I possess the knowledge and means to inspire and motivate them


I make elevating music, you make elevator music
I create uplifting and impactful music, while you produce mundane and unremarkable tunes


Oh, he's too mainstream
Some individuals criticize me for being too popular and mainstream


Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
That is often the response of jealous individuals - they become confused and attempt to undermine success


It's not hip-hop, it's pop, 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
Some claim my music is not true hip-hop, but rather pop, due to my innovative blending of the two genres


With rock, shock rap with Doc
Moreover, I combine elements of rock music and present myself as a shocking and controversial rapper, working alongside Dr. Dre


Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
I play my iconic song 'Lose Yourself' and provoke the audience to lose control and become intoxicated by the music


I don't know how to make songs like that
Honestly, I am unsure of the formula to create such songs


I don't know what words to use
I struggle to find the appropriate words and phrases to convey similar emotions and impact


Let me know when it occurs to you
Please inform me if you ever come to a realization or understanding


While I'm rippin' any one of these verses diverse as you
Meanwhile, I am skillfully delivering diverse verses that surpass your capabilities


It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
It's the end for you, I am inadvertently causing you harm and ending your chances


How many verses I gotta murder to
How many more verses do I need to annihilate in order to


Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you can sacrifice virgins too? Uh
Demonstrate that even if you were half as skilled, you too could create impactful songs that captivate audiences? Uh


School flunkie, pill junkie
I struggled academically and became dependent on drugs


But look at the accolades the skills brung me
However, my skills and talents have garnered me significant praise and recognition


Full of myself, but still hungry
I possess a strong sense of confidence, but I remain driven and ambitious


I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
I push myself forcefully to achieve what I set my mind to


And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
I am far superior to you, especially when I rap with incredible speed and linguistic prowess


But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you
However, there's still an element of humor and irony in my lyrics as I defiantly dismiss your criticism


I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
I am intoxicated, asking Satan to take control, as I am merely a passenger in a car, dozing off in the front seat


Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky but funky
Despite my larger size, similar to Heavy D and the Boys, I remain agile and full of musical vibrancy


But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
However, there's an inner feeling within me that I sense, pulling and challenging me


Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
There is a constant battle between good and evil forces, and here is what they desire from me


They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women-hate
They urge me to reverse my derogatory views and attitudes toward women


But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
However, if you understand the intense resentment and animosity I hold


Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
You might exhibit some patience and compassion toward my circumstances


And understand the discrimination
And comprehend the extent of discrimination and ill will I experience


But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
Yet, despite the challenges, if life offers you hardships, you should seize the opportunity to turn them into something positive


But if I can't batter the women, how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
However, if I am forbidden from expressing my anger towards women, how can I expect to show them any form of appreciation or celebration?


Don't mistake him for (Satan)
Do not misinterpret or confuse me for Satan


It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
It would be a grave error to assume I need to travel abroad or relocate in order to be successful


And take a vacation to trip a broad
Or that I need to engage in casual sexual encounters with women while on vacation


And make her fall on her face and
Causing women to stumble and fail embarrassingly


Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not
Please do not be ignorant, aspire to be a powerful figure? I highly doubt it


Why be a king when you can be a God?
Instead of settling for kingship, aim to become a deity, a Rap God




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Written by: Marshall B. III Mathers, Dania Maria Birks, Juana Michelle Burns, Kim R. Nazel, Bigram John Zayas, Matthew Arthur Delgiorno, Stephen Hacker, Douglas L. Davis, Ricky M. L. Walters, Juanita A. Lee, Fatimah Shaheed

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@georgeI_I

I Can Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman
I'm innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anythin'
You say is ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and
I'm devastatin', more than ever demonstratin'
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitatin'
Never fadin', and I know the haters are forever waitin'
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebratin'
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevatin' 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 rippin' any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' 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
When 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 fuckin' wheel, I'ma sleep in the front seat
Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky"
But in my head, there's somethin' I can feel
Tuggin' and strugglin', angels fight with devils and
Here's what they want from me
They're askin' 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, understand the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handin' 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 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?
And Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em
Other words, I Minute Maid 'em
I don't wanna hurt 'em, but I did, I'm in a fit of rage
I'm - again, nobody will evade
I'm finna - 'em and - all their - bodies in the lake
Obliterating everything, incinerate a renegade
I'm here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraid
But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway
'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill
I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer within me outta me
You don't wanna be the enemy of the demon who entered me
And be on the receivin' end of me, what stupidity it'd be
Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity, - you better duck
Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me
A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you, -, I'm unfadable
You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl, I got a trailer full of money, and I'm paid in full
I'm not afraid to pull a-
Man, stop
Look what I'm plannin', haha



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Its March 2024, let's see how many legends are listening to this incredible song💙

@2KNOWN.SNEAKBRIDGE

A famous person with 0 comments and 0 likes I can fix that

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here my brother

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