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Rap God

  1. Look, I was gonna go easy on you
  2. Not to hurt your feelings
  3. But I'm only going to get this one chance
  4. Something's wrong, I can feel it
  5. (Six minutes)
  6. Just a feeling I've got
  7. Like something's about to happen
  8. But I don't know what
  9. If that means what I think it means
  10. We're in trouble, big trouble
  11. And if he is as bananas as you say
  12. I'm not taking any chances
  13. You are just what the doc ordered
  14. I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
  15. All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
  16. Now, who thinks their arms are long enough
  17. To slap box, slap box?
  18. They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap bot
  19. But for me to rap like a computer
  20. It must be in my genes
  21. I got a laptop in my back pocket
  22. My pen'll go off when I half cock it
  23. Got a fat knot from that rap profit
  24. Made a livin' and a killin' off it
  25. Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
  26. With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
  27. I'm an MC still as honest
  28. But as rude and as indecent as all hell
  29. Syllables, skill a holic (Kill 'em all with)
  30. This flippity dippity hippity hip hop
  31. You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match
  32. With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC
  33. In the back of the Ac'
  34. Backpack rap crap, yap yap, yackety yack
  35. And at the exact same time
  36. I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts
  37. While I'm practicin' that
  38. I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
  39. Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
  40. Only realized it was ironic
  41. I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
  42. How could I not blow?
  43. All I do is drop F bombs
  44. Feel my wrath of attack
  45. Rappers are havin' a rough time period
  46. Here's a maxi pad
  47. It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
  48. While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as
  49. 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
  50. All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
  51. Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
  52. Let me show you maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard
  53. Everybody wants the key and the secret
  54. To rap immortality like Ιhave got
  55. Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
  56. Simply rage and youthful exuberance
  57. Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
  58. Hit the Earth like an asteroid
  59. Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (Pew!)
  60. MCs get taken to school with this music
  61. 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme"
  62. Now I lead a new school full of students
  63. Me? I'm a product of Rakim
  64. Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren
  65. Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
  66. Inspired enough to one day grow up
  67. Blow up and be in a position
  68. To meet Run–D.M.C., induct them
  69. Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
  70. Even though I'll walk in the church
  71. And burst in a ball of flames
  72. Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in
  73. Is the alcohol of fame
  74. On the wall of shame
  75. You fags think it's all a game
  76. 'Til I walk a flock of flames
  77. Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
  78. Little gay lookin' boy
  79. So gay I can barely say it with a straight face
  80. Lookin' boy (Ha ha!)
  81. You're witnessin' a massacre
  82. Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy
  83. "Oy vey, that boy's gay!"—that's all they say, lookin' boy
  84. You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
  85. And a "way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
  86. Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy?
  87. I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
  88. I'ma work for everything I have
  89. Never asked nobody for shit
  90. Get outta my face, lookin' boy!
  91. Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable
  92. Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause—
  93. I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
  94. All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
  95. The way I'm racin' around the track
  96. Call me NASCAR, NASCAR
  97. Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
  98. Kneel before General Zod
  99. This planet's Krypton—no, Asgard, Asgard
  100. So you'll be Thor, I'll be Odin
  101. You rodent, I'm omnipotent
  102. Let off, then I'm reloadin'
  103. Immediately with these bombs, I'm totin'
  104. And I should not be woken
  105. I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head
  106. A zombie floatin'
  107. But I got your mom deep throatin'
  108. I'm out my Ramen Noodle
  109. We have nothin' in common, poodle
  110. I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm
  111. And pay homage, pupil
  112. It's me, my honesty's brutal
  113. But it's honestly futile if I don't
  114. Utilize what I do though
  115. For good at least once in a while
  116. So I wanna make sure somewhere in this
  117. Chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
  118. To maybe try to help get some people through tough times
  119. But I gotta keep a few punchlines
  120. Just in case, 'cause even you unsigned
  121. Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
  122. I know there was a time where once I
  123. Was king of the underground
  124. But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoah Monch grind
  125. So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
  126. Appeal with the skin color of mine
  127. You get too big and here they come tryin'
  128. To censor you like that one line
  129. I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 when I
  130. Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
  131. Put 'em all in a line, add an AK 47, a revolver and a 9
  132. See if I get away with it now
  133. That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
  134. Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal
  135. You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
  136. And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
  137. You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
  138. You write normal? Fuck being normal!
  139. And I just bought a new raygun from the future
  140. Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
  141. 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
  142. Singin' to a man while he played piano
  143. Man, oh man, that was a 24 7 special on the cable channel
  144. So Ray J went straight to the radio station
  145. The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!"
  146. Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
  147. Uh, summa lumma, dooma lumma, you assumin' I'm a human
  148. What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman?
  149. Innovative and I'm made of rubber
  150. So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me
  151. And it'll glue to you and
  152. I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
  153. How to give a motherfuckin' audience
  154. A feeling like it's levitating
  155. Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
  156. For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
  157. 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
  158. I make elevating music, you make elevator music
  159. "Oh, he's too mainstream."
  160. Well, that's what they do when they get jealous
  161. They confuse it
  162. "It's not hip hop, it's pop, "—'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
  163. With rock, shock rap with Doc
  164. Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
  165. "I don't know how to make songs like that
  166. I don't know what words to use."
  167. Let me know when it occurs to you
  168. While I'm rippin' any one of these
  169. S that versus you
  170. It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
  171. How many verses I gotta murder to
  172. Prove that if you were half as nice
  173. Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
  174. Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
  175. But look at the accolades these skills brung me
  176. Full of myself, but still hungry
  177. I bully myself 'cause I make me do
  178. What I put my mind to
  179. And I'm a million leagues above you
  180. Ill when I speak in tongues
  181. But it's still tongue in cheek fuck you
  182. I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel
  183. I'ma sleep in the front seat
  184. Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz
  185. Still "Chunky but Funky"
  186. But in my head there's something
  187. I can feel tugging and struggling
  188. Angels fight with devils
  189. And here's what they want from me
  190. They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate
  191. But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred
  192. I have, then you may be a little patient
  193. And more sympathetic to the situation
  194. And understand the discrimination
  195. But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons?
  196. Make lemonade then!
  197. But if I can't batter the women
  198. How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
  199. Don't mistake him for Satan; it's a fatal mistake
  200. If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation
  201. To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and
  202. Don't be a retard —Be a king? Think not
  203. Why be a king when you can be a God?

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