BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- Look, I was gonna go easy on you 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, 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 doc ordered
- I'm beginnin' 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 Rap bot
- But for me to rap like a computer, it 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 as indecent as all hell
- Syllables, skill a holic (kill 'em all with)
- This flippity dippity hippity hip hop
- You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match
- With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
- Backpack rap crap, yap yap, yackety 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 havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
- It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
- While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
- 'Cause I'm beginnin' 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 maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard
- Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ιhave 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 (pew!)
- MCs 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., induct them
- Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
- Even though I'll 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 (ha ha!)
- You're witnessin' a mass occur
- Like you're watching 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 beginnin' 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'll 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 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 1 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 .9
- 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 raygun 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 comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
- Uh, summa lumma, dooma lumma, 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 and
- I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
- How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
- Never fading, and I know 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 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
- 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'ma sleep in the front seat
- Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, 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 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?
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