We Made You Redo
• Written by Spawn
Spawn's Notes
My remake of "We Made You" by Eminem.
// [When you walked through the door]
// [It was clear to me]
// [You're the one they adore]
// [Who they came to see]
// [You're a... rock star]
// [Everybody wants you, player]
// [Who can really blame you?]
// [We're the ones who made you]
Returning one more time to see hip-hop burning/
Spilling these and killing em all but I'm still learning/
I'm not even at my illest, this shit is concerning/
how much potential I have, it's confirming/
that rap is mostly dead/
died before that video came out of Miley giving head/
And when it's all done and said/
I've spilled the blood of rappers before Hopsin's out of bed/
There's a new Sheriff in town, I've just been asleep/
Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/
More emcees to kill and add to my heap/
Not even midday and I'm waist-deep/
In flesh and blood, I guess that's just typical/
I'm despicable, burning off all these syllables/
Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/
For you to keep up with me would be a miracle/
// [When you walked through the door]
// [It was clear to me]
// [You're the one they adore]
// [Who they came to see]
// [You're a... rock star]
// [Everybody wants you, player]
// [Who can really blame you?]
// [We're the ones who made you]
Give me a moment to get focused/
I'm ready to face off against unworthy opponents/
Student by day, lyricist by night, have you noticed?/
You hear me spit flame and all you do is squeak, you rodent/
I got a shit ton of skill and I left it unopened/
I'm a poet, a genius with words, prepare to get roasted/
Still better than you and I'm barely devoted/
A part-time emcee is 'bout to get unloaded/
It takes you an hour to get my words decoded/
Notice how sick I am, don't steal my shit or get it quoted/
I'm burning up, I'm so hot they call me molten/
Struck you with a bolt of lightning and then bolted/
Kendrick, I see you think you're loaded
But I'm small, so no one would notice if I were to call you a bitch/
Mid-drift, turn on the switch, broke but killing rappers that are rich
Still putting you and all the other rappers in a sandwich/
I admit it, I bit it, and now you know that I did it/
// [When you walked through the door]
// [It was clear to me]
// [You're the one they adore]
// [Who they came to see]
// [You're a... rock star]
// [Everybody wants you, player]
// [Who can really blame you?]
// [We're the ones who made you]
// [And that's why, my love, you'll never live without]
// [I know you want me girl cause I can see you're checking me out]
// [And baby, you know, you know you want me too]
// [Don't try to deny it baby, I'm the only one for you]
I guess I'm just another Busta/
Ready to rhyme and make it like a crime/
Guilty, but I'm an artist in his prime/
I guess it's a sign that I arrived on time/
Since the day of my birth, I've burdened this Earth/
Turning this place around, man, I'll show it my worth/
From the first verse It just gets worse/
Perverse, already fucked the universe/
Stuck out my dick and ejaculated on the dirt/
Starting another chapter of the controversy/
Worse still, I kill beats just for pleasure/
Emcees heads in my backseat, keep em as a treasure/
The size of my balls you can't even measure/
Severely severed by snakes like Severus Snape/
Fucking up the game so bad that it's calling rape/
I put it's orgasms in this song and caught the whole thing on videotape/
Yeah, try keeping up with that, Drake/
// [When you walked through the door]
// [It was clear to me]
// [You're the one they adore]
// [Who they came to see]
// [You're a... rock star]
// [Everybody wants you, player]
// [Who can really blame you?]
// [We're the ones who made you]
// [Yeah... I'll be back]
// [Don't you worry your pretty little head off]
// [Daddy's in the game]
// [Bitch]
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Spawn
Member since May 2 2014