Eminem - Rap God (prod. by DVLP) (14.10.13) | Текст песни

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• Eminem
• Rap God (prod. by DVLP) (14.10.13)

[Intro]
Look, I was gonna go easy on you, not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only to get this one chance. (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) Something's wrong, I can feel it
Like a feeling, like something is about to happen, but I don't know what
If this means, what I think it means, we're in trouble - big trouble
And if he is as bananas like you say, I'm not taking any chances
(You were just what the doc ordered.)

[Hook]
I'm beginning to feel like a rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Now who thinks he's arms are long enough to slapbox?
hey said I rap like a robot so call me rapbot

[Verse 1]
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 living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his (nutsack)
I'm an emcee still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell
Syllable, killaholic "kill em all"
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a piece of match
With this rappidy rappack and a mack in the back of the yac, pack backpack rap yep yackidy yac
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts when I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckers table over the back of a couple [?] and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was on the 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; he's a maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack to masterfully constructing this masterpiece ass

[Verse 2]
I'm beginning to feel like a rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Now who thinks he's arms are long enough to slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint is simply raging youthful [?]
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hither up like an asteroid, did nothing but chew other moons in
Emcees get taken to school with this music cause I use it as a vehichle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school of students
Me, I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim, Shahbaz, 2Pac and
W.N, Cube, 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 DMC and induct them to the motherfucking Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You [?] it's all a game till I woke a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the fuck were you thinking?
Little gay looking boy, so gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oh [?] that's all they say looking boy
You take a thumbs up, pat on the back the way you go from your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a hell yeah from Tre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have, never ask nobody for shit
Get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable to keep up with the same pace looking boy

[Verse 3]
I'm beginning to feel like a rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar
[?] heart of the trailer park, the white trash God
Kneel before generals off this planett's Krypton, no Asgard
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you [?], I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm a walking dead, but I'