Rap God V.02
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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

In Eminem's song "Rap God V.02," he starts by saying he was supposed to go easy on his listeners and not hurt anyone's feelings. But he's only given one chance to unleash, and he feels that something's off. He is beginning to feel like a Rap God and observing the mixed reactions from his listeners. He encourages them to try and compete, but they cannot match his unmatched rap skills. Eminem reminisces back to the times he was king of the underground but still raps like he's young and fresh. As he continues, he drops bars that take shots at his critics, censors, and haters who try to keep him in check. He also shows his honest and brutal side but still aims to help people with his music through tough times.


Line by Line Meaning

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


But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes)
However, I have only this one opportunity to prove my skills


Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
I sense that something is off or amiss, and the time for my performance has arrived


Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
I have an intuition that an event or occurrence is imminent, although I am uncertain about its nature


If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
If my suspicions are accurate, then we are faced with a significant problem or predicament


And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
If he is as unpredictable or unstable as you claim, I am not willing to take risks


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


I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
I am starting to perceive myself as an exceptionally skilled and influential figure in the world of rap music


All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Everyone in the crowd, from the front row to the back, is acknowledging and appreciating my talent


Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Who among you believes they have the reach or ability to engage in a physical altercation?


They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
Critics have likened my rap style to that of a robot, hence I am dubbed as Rapbot


But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
For me to possess the ability to rap with machine-like precision is likely an inherent trait


I got a laptop in my back pocket
I carry a laptop computer in my back pocket at all times


My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
My creative abilities or talents will be unleashed when I am partially prepared


Got a fat knot from that rap profit
I have accumulated a significant amount of money from the profit generated by my rap career


Made a livin' and a killin' off it
I have earned a substantial income and achieved great success by pursuing this profession


Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
The duration of my success and career spans from the time when Bill Clinton was the President of the United States


With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
During the scandal involving Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky, who had sexual relations, she was focusing on his genitals


I'm an MC still as honest
As a rapper, I remain truthful and genuine in my lyrics and expression


But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with)
However, my use of vulgar and offensive language in my lyrics is as intense and aggressive as can be


This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
The style and rhythm of this hip-hop music is characterized by its rapid and unpredictable nature


You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
Engaging in a conflict or competition involving fast and skillful rap verses is not something you genuinely desire


Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac', backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackity-yack
Carrying a MAC-10 firearm in the rear area of my Acura car, while also rapping nonsensically and incessantly


And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that
Simultaneously, I am trying to perform complex and impressive lyrical feats while still perfecting my skills


I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
I will retain the capability to forcefully smash or destroy a table


Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Using the table to strike and split apart a few individuals whom I consider to be weak or contemptible


Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
I only recently recognized the irony that I, known as Eminem or Slim Shady, was signed to the record label Aftermath Records in hindsight


How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Given the frequency with which I use explicit and offensive language, it is unsurprising that I have achieved significant success


Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
Other rappers are currently experiencing a challenging and difficult phase, so I provide them with a metaphorical Maxipad to address their concerns


It's actually disastrously bad
In fact, it is horribly and calamitously terrible


For the wack, while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
My rap creation serves as a stark contrast to the subpar or mediocre work of other artists, as I demonstrate exceptional skill and artistry


'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
I am growing more inclined to perceive myself as an all-powerful deity of the rap genre


Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Allow me to illustrate that sustaining this level of skill and success requires less effort than one may think


Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Everyone desires the formula or secret to achieving long-lasting fame and success in the rap industry, much like what I have accomplished


Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
In truth, the roadmap or guide to achieving such status revolves around channeling intense anger and youthful enthusiasm


Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
People are drawn to supporting and cheering on those considered disruptive or rebellious


Hit the Earth like an asteroid, did nothin' but shoot for the moon since (pew)
I arrived on the scene with tremendous impact, aiming for the highest levels of success, much like an asteroid crashing into the Earth


Mc's get taken to school with this music
Other rappers are being thoroughly outperformed and schooled when they hear my music


'Cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme
I employ my music as a means of providing an exceptional display of rap skills


Now I lead a new school full of students
I am now the leader and influencer of a new generation of aspiring rap artists and enthusiasts


Me? I'm a product of Rakim
I am a creation or result of the influence and impact of rap icon Rakim


Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
I express my gratitude and appreciation to influential figures, such as Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, MC Ren, DJ Yella, and Eazy-E, for shaping my career and providing inspiration


Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
My inspiration was sufficient to aspire to mature, become highly successful, and hold a significant position in the industry


To meet Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
I aim to meet Run-D.M.C and have the honor of inducting them into the esteemed Rock and Roll Hall of Fame


Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Despite the fact that I enter a church and metaphorically cause chaos or controversy


Only hall of fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame on the wall of (shame)
The only prestigious recognition I will receive is for my excessive consumption of alcohol, which will be displayed on a wall of shame rather than a hall of fame


You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Those who underestimate me or view my success as trivial will realize once I ignite a large group of flames


Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
I would metaphorically push you off a platform and question the rationale behind your thoughts or actions


Little gay lookin' boy
Young man with effeminate traits or appearance


So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
His homosexuality is so apparent that it is difficult for me to say it seriously


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 is akin to observing a formal gathering or meeting within the confines of a religious institution


"Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy
They repeatedly and solely comment on his homosexuality, exclaiming "Oy vey, that boy is gay"


You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
You receive approval and praise


And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Your record label consistently offers compliments and encouragement


Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
Hey, young man, what are you saying?


I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I receive enthusiastic affirmation from Dr. Dre, reinforcing the quality of my work


I'ma work for everything I have
I will strive and put in the necessary effort to attain and maintain all that I possess


Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy
I never relied on anyone for assistance or favors, so please leave me alone, young man


Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
In essence, young man, you will never possess the capability


Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy
To match or exceed the same level of performance or progress, young man


'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
Since I have acquired such mastery and confidence, I now perceive myself as an all-powerful figure within the rap industry


All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
All of my audience members, from the front rows to the back, are enthusiastically acknowledging and appreciating my talent


The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Due to my speedy and energetic performance, I can be likened to a racecar competing in NASCAR racing


Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
I am compared to Dale Earnhardt, a legendary NASCAR driver, representing the white trash or lower-income community


Kneel before General Zod, this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
I am likened to General Zod, a supervillain from the planet Krypton, and the reference to Asgard implies that Earth does not possess the same level of mythical power


So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
In this scenario, you can assume the role of Thor, while I take on the persona of Odin, the all-powerful ruler, and I refer to you as a pest or insignificant creature


Let off then I'm reloadin' immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
Once I unleash my verbal assault or attack, I swiftly prepare to reload with more explosive and impactful lyrics


And I should not be woken
It is ill-advised to disturb or interrupt my current state or focus


I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
I am metaphorically likened to a walking corpse or zombie, although currently, I am merely a disembodied voice or presence


But I got your mom deep-throatin'
However, I have your mother engaging in oral sex


I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothin' in common, poodle
I am operating at a level far removed from ordinary or typical circumstances, and we share no similarities or connections, young man


I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
I am similar to a Doberman Pinscher breed of dog, so pinch yourself in disbelief and show respect or admiration, young man


It's me, my honesty's brutal
This is who I am, and my honesty is unflinchingly honest and direct


But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
However, my honesty will be rendered ineffective if I fail to employ or make use of my abilities


For good at least once in a while
For the greater good, even if it is just occasionally


So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Hence, I want to ensure that within my hastily written and informal notes, there are enough meaningful and impactful lyrics


Enough rhymes to maybe to try to help get some people through tough times
A sufficient amount of well-crafted lines in an attempt to support and guide individuals during challenging periods


But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'cause even you unsigned
However, I need to retain a number of sharp and clever lines just in case, especially since even you, as an aspiring artist without a record deal, pose a challenge


Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
Other rappers, driven by ambition, observe me with intense hunger, as if it were mealtime


I know there was a time where once I
I acknowledge that there was a period in the past when I


Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
I held the reigns as a dominant figure in the underground rap scene, yet I continue to rap with the determination and focus exhibited by Pharoahe Monch


So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you add my appeal with the skin color of mine
As a result, my verses are impactful, but there are occasions when the combination of my talent and my racially distinct appearance stirs controversy


You get too big, and here they come tryin' to
Once you achieve great success, people will inevitably attempt to


Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One
Restrict or suppress your freedom of expression, similar to the response generated by a particular line in my song "I'm Back" from the album The Marshall Mathers LP


When I tried to say, "I'll take seven kids from Columbine
In that line, I made an attempt to convey that I would abduct seven children from the infamous Columbine High School shooting incident


Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine"
Having gathered them in a row, I would equip this group of children with weapons such as an AK-47, a revolver, and a nine-millimeter pistol


See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Now that I am not as influential or famous as I once was, let's see if I could still evade severe criticism or backlash, even though I am


Morphin' into an immortal comin' through the portal
Transforming or evolving into an everlasting, god-like being as I emerge through a gateway or entrance


You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
You are trapped or fixated in a nostalgic mindset resembling the year 2004


And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
Furthermore, I do not comprehend the purpose or reason behind your rhyming endeavors


You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
You are as useless or irrelevant as Rapunzel, a fairytale princess, attempting to sport cornrows, a traditionally black hairstyle


You write normal? Fuck being normal
You write in an ordinary or conventional manner? Disregard the idea of conformity or normality


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
Merely to employ it as a means of attacking or assaulting you, similar to the situation when Fabolous angered Ray J


'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
As Fabolous jokingly remarked that Ray J appeared homosexual at Floyd Mayweather's residence


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


Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
Indeed, that situation was widely covered and broadcasted nonstop on a cable television channel


So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
As a result, Ray J swiftly appeared on a radio station the very next day


"Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you"
"Hey, Fabolous, I will physically harm or eliminate you"


Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
My lyrics are approaching you at an incredibly fast pace, reminiscent of the supersonic speed of the female rap group JJ Fad


Uh, sama lama duma lama, you assumin' I'm a human
Uh, I utter nonsensical phrases or sounds, and you make the assumption that I am a regular human being


What I gotta do to get it through to you, I'm superhuman?
What do I need to do to make you understand that I possess extraordinary abilities and characteristics?


Innovative and I'm made of rubber
I am inventive and flexible, much like a rubber material


So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you
Thus, any words or insults you direct toward me will simply bounce off and have a lasting impact on you


I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
I am highly destructive and compelling, particularly in showcasing my skills


How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitating
I possess the ability to evoke a sensation or experience in the audience, as if they are floating or levitating


Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
I remain perpetually relevant and impervious to decline, despite the fact that my detractors eagerly anticipate my downfall


For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
They eagerly await the moment when they can proclaim that I have lost my success, at which point they will revel in it


'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
Since I understand how to inspire and motivate them


I make elevating music, you make elevator music
I create influential and impactful music, while you create mundane and uninspiring background music


Oh, he's too mainstream
Oh, he is excessively popular or mainstream


Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
That is how individuals typically react when they feel envious or resentful, as they attempt to discredit or downplay your success


It's not hip-hop, it's pop, 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
They claim it is not true hip-hop but rather pop music, as I have ingeniously blended the two genres


With rock, shock rap with Doc
Specifically, I have incorporated elements of rock music, and I create a style of rap that is both shocking and is associated with Dr. Dre


Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
Play my song "Lose Yourself" and witness how it captivates and energizes the listeners


I don't know how to make songs like that
I am unaware of the process required to create songs of that nature


I don't know what words to use
I lack the knowledge or understanding of which words or phrases to utilize


Let me know when it occurs to you
Please inform me when you have a breakthrough or realization


While I'm rippin' any one of these verses diverse as you
In the meantime, I will continue delivering a wide range of versatile verses


It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
This signifies the end, as I unintentionally cause you harm or damage


How many verses I gotta murder to
I query the number of verses I must metaphorically kill or destroy in order to


Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you can sacrifice virgins too? Uh
Demonstrate that even if you possessed half the talent I do, you would be capable of creating songs of great impact as well? Uh


School flunkie, pill junkie
Someone who failed in school and is now addicted to pills


But look at the accolades the skills brung me
However, observe the achievements and recognition that my talent has garnered


Full of myself, but still hungry
While I may possess an inflated ego, I am still driven and ambitious


I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
I aggressively push myself to accomplish what I aspire to achieve


And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
I surpass you by an immeasurable distance and possess remarkable fluency when delivering rapid, complex lyrics


But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you
However, my lyrics retain a sense of humor and are not to be taken too seriously—disregard you


I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
As a result of my intoxication, I beg Satan to assume control of the vehicle while I settle into the slumbering position in the front seat


Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky but funky
Playing music by Heavy D and the Boys, despite my weightiness, I exude a sense of funkiness or coolness


But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Deep within my mind, I am aware of a sensation that constantly pulls and wrestles with my thoughts


Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
Angels and devils engage in conflict within me, and I discern their desires or intentions


They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women-hate
They urge me to remove or reduce my animosity or contempt toward women


But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
However, if you consider the intense animosity I harbor


Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
You might display a degree of patience and empathy toward my circumstance


And understand the discrimination
And comprehend the prejudice or unfair treatment I experience


But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But disregarding the matter, when faced with adversity, you must make the best of it and turn it into a 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 not permitted to verbally attack women, how can I possibly create something pleasant or beneficial for them?


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


It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
Assuming that I require international recognition or success is a severe misconception


And take a vacation to trip a broad
And necessitate a trip abroad simply to deceive or manipulate a woman


And make her fall on her face and
Causing her to stumble or embarrass herself


Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not
Do not act foolishly or ignorantly, instead aspire to be a king? It is highly unlikely


Why be a king when you can be a God?
Why settle for being a mere king when you have the potential to rise to the status of a deity?




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, PINK PASSION MUZICK, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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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