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Lyrics to "Survival" song by Eminem: Yeah. This is survival of the fittest This is do or die This is the winner takes it all So take it. (Lyrics to the Full Album on one page). Bad Guy; Parking Lot (Skit); Rhyme Or Reason; So Much Better; Survival; Legacy; Asshole; Berzerk; Rap God; Brainless. MMLP2 soundofheaven.info - Free download as PDF File .pdf), Text File .txt) or read Survival! Legacy! Asshole (featuring Skyler Grey)! Berzerk! Rap God! .. [Verse 1: Eminem]! I used to be the type of kid that, would always think the sky is falling!.
What the fuck are you doing?! What's your name? Grow your beard out, just weird out! Im the ringing in your ears! Eminem] I've been driving around your side of the town Like 9 frickin' hours and 45 minutes now Finally I found your new address, park in your drive Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house See, it's sad it came to this point Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window Like I reach my full potential, I peeked Continue to peep, still bent low Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this You don't plan for intruders before hand? Lighters Lyrics.
We pity Raekwon's character in the most repulsed way, like a fallen angel. Aesop takes one of the most treasured tropes in hip-hop and skillfully denies it by extending the metaphor of life as a woman and trading cynicism for wonderment. And not only does he reverse the perception of life, he puts a microscope on the word "bitch," suggesting that the label is less indicative of what's labeled and more the labeler's own insecurity. The first image in this rhyme is of Wayne floating beyond this world, seemingly without limits.
Then, immediately after, he cleverly uses the ironic slang term for Xanax pills bars to enrich his commentary about his relationship with the drug, as a prisoner.
The lack of a transition between these images suggests that they are happening concurrently. Wayne is on a trip, yet he's ultimately confined -- the tragedy of drug use. Kendrick borrows biblical images of the apocalypse to give importance and immediacy to the words that follow: Stand for something, or die in the morning.
He is symbolically suggesting that judgment is coming tomorrow and that only the righteous will be saved -- or perhaps he's implying that judgment comes each day and every day you don't stand for something, you're virtually dead. By magnifying usually unnoticeable phenomenon like the sound of sweat trickling and a heart beating, Biggie suggests either that his foes are in a supernatural state of fear or that he's an extraordinary predator.
Either way, it's pretty terrifying. I certainly wouldn't want to be his prey, and it's understandable why 2Pac flipped his wig after hearing this. Blu is a true poet that doesn't need music to keep your attention. His words are laced with a kind of bohemian wisdom that inspires more questions than it can hope to answer, but the ride is nonetheless enlightening. Here he wonders about a non-denominational heaven, and you can never quite tell if he interprets it literally or figuratively, which is probably purposeful and likely the most useful imagination.
Our drives for pride and violence can change the most fundamental parts about ourselves, and to characterize revenge as a sweet joy next only to sex makes it all the more menacing. Believe it or not, Jay did not come up with this line. You may be surprised by how many of his lines are actually other people's. Regardless, the line is simply the pinnacle of pimpology.
Sexist though it may be, you gotta give Ice-T props for marginalizing women in the most efficient way possible, and, yes, you gotta give Jay-Z props for bringing sexist back -- and Rick Rubin for that beat god damn!
I didn't get this lyric for a long time -- until I saw it written, and that's when I realized how genius it was. Real gs don't need attention. They're content to remain unnoticed and operate thankless.
Eminem finds a balance of bitterness and humor that characterized his relation with religious morality in the early s. He takes baptism, the Christian tradition symbolizing cleansing and resurrection, and turns into a means for attempted murder against him. He uses assonance and internal rhyme throughout, but in the last line he reverses the internal rhyme from "water, no wonder" to "under longer," signifying a switch from holy water to something far less than holy.
Flipping Dean Martin's "You're Nobody til Somebody Loves You," the impact of these lyrics have been enhanced by Biggie's untimely death, making it feel like a self-fulfilling prophecy -- especially given the title of Biggie's album, Life After Death. The lines still resonate today, especially in light of recent media blitzes around attention-seeking mass-murderers. We are fascinated by death, and the more tragic it is, the more fixated we are. Die in the right way, and you become immortalized.
Among the most memorable lines in hip-hop purely for its audacity and bravery. Elvis and John Wayne are the consummate American heroes, so this middle finger to them is essentially a middle finger to mainstream America. But Public Enemy aimed to ruffle feathers. Mission accomplished. How does Kanye turn such a bitter situation into such a poignant expression of unconditional love?
In only two lines, Kanye's cousin moves from childhood to prison. This abrupt shift doesn't allow the listener time to let Kanye's cousin grow, so when he's suddenly behind glass, we can't believe it either. Further, it doesn't even matter if he's guilty because the innocence of childhood remains. We forgive him. Where most ordinary people find power in democracy, Nas makes the point that since the politicians of the world don't look out for the ghetto, he has to make his money look out for him.
The flip is unexpected and borderline disrespectful: A dead president is more useful than a living one. For all the awful lines Lil B has uttered, the fact that he can write something this beautiful is truly amazing. For the woman in Lil B's story, survival is an art. Not only does she manage to stay on her feet, she moves with the elegance of a dancer.
Not only does she continue living, she lives with colors. Lil B imbues this dying woman with grace and dignity. This single line basically encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a mad city, and it cuts into one of the most essential moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil?
The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn't answer the question it asks. For Kendrick's immediate purposes, he's the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him? The hip-hop mission statement. Many have attempted to articulate their thirst for money, but none have done it as endearingly as Rakim does here.
So eloquently does he communicate that his hard work has not, thus far, paid off; the master plan becomes something of a Cinderella story in the making. These lines speak to the idealistic exuberance of youth and the slow, inconspicuous poison of cynicism and sin that creeps into a person. Posed as opposites are the sinners and Five Percenters, the spreaders of religious truth and morality, though they are connected through rhyme.
The power of the lyric comes from the mystery of the word "something. The best part from most technically tight song in rap history, these lyrics and, indeed, the rest of the song, are the anthem for anybody stepping up to face their ultimate desire.
Eminem leans heavily on internal rhyme to build palpable tension until, suddenly, it's gone, along with the dream. Jay said this in , but it's more relevant now than it's ever been. More than just a commentary on rap, this is a commentary on capitalism and how the motivation it provides can be misguided. Talib Kweli and Common are the classic conscious rappers who try to reinforce the positive aspects of rap like self-awareness and intelligence.
But why rhyme like that when there are millions of dollars to be made, and high brow rapping is more likely to estrange the mainstream than make you rich. This is Big's expression of the American dream. The picture at the beginning of this rhyme is so bleak; Christmas and birthdays are pointed out as low points because Big's family can't afford to celebrate.
The juxtaposition of this poverty with the image of Big indulging in fine champagne when water would suffice presents the full picture of a made man. Tupac recognized our struggle, and he is still our hero.
These lyrics are informed and enriched by the rest of the song, whose vignettes detail the grim life in the inescapable concrete jungle. Rakim raises the stakes of his creative process by embracing the Tao of poetry writing.
He becomes one with his words, and as long as the rhyme is incomplete, so is he incomplete. He falls into his own words -- like a trip down the rabbit hole that won't release you until he reaches the elusive epiphany. Rakim's thought finishes with the rhyme, echoing his words. To be fair, Nas wasn't the originator of this idea. Sleep as Death's brother dates back to Homer's Iliad , but Nas recontextualized the idea in such a menacing, streetwise manner, it has become a mainstay in the hip-hop canon.
And Nas doesn't necessarily mean sleep literally -- it's a part of the N. Don't rest. You may pay the ultimate price. You have successfully signed up for your selected newsletter s - please keep an eye on your mailbox, we're movin' in!
Follow http: The 50 best rap lyrics of all time: Complete list. Noah Hubbell 4. By you wack fucking giant sacks of lying dog shit! Now you shut up bitch I am talking! Thought I was full of horseshit and now!
You fucking worship the ground in which I am walking! Me against the world so what? I'm Brian Dawkins! Versus the whole 0 and 16 Lions offense!
So bring on the Giants Falcons and Miami Dolphins! It's the body bag game bitch I'm supplying cofns! Cause you dicks, butt kiss, a bunch of brian baldingers!
You gon die a ball licker I've been diabolical! With this dialogue since 99 Rawkus! You don't respect the legacy I leave behind y'all can! Suck a dick The day you beat me pigs'll y out my ass! And a ying saucer full of Italian sausage! The most high exalting and I ain't halting! Till I die of exhaustion inhale my exhaust fumes! The best part about me is I am not you! I am me I'm a re marshall and this is my!
Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain! An asshole, that role I think I succeed in fullling! Don't think I ever stopped to think I was speaking to children! Everything was happening so fast! It was like I blinked, sold three million! Then it all went blank, all I remember! Is feeling ridiculous cause I was getting sick of this feeling!
Like I am always under attack man! I could have stacked my shit list to the ceiling! Women dish him but really thinking!
If anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like this I would kill him! Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite! When I'm ripping shit, but since when did this many! People ever give a shit what I had to say! It's just my opinion! If it contradicts how I'm living! Put a dick in your rear end, your rear end that's why! Every time you mention a lyric, I thank you for it! For drawing more attention toward it!
Cause it gave me an enormous platform of platitude! Thought I was that important! But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect! And battle for it, mad awards,? Attaboy, they told me to slow down, and I just zone out! Good luck trying to convince a blonde! That's like telling Gwen Stefan' that she sold out! Cause I was tryna leave, no doubt! In anyone's mind one day I'd? In history think they know now?
Because everybody knows! Skylar Grey]! Everybody knows that you're just an asshole! Everywhere that you go, people wanna go "Oh, everyone knows"! Everybody knows, so don't pretend to be nice! There's no place you can hide, you are just an asshole, everyone knows! Quit acting salty! I was counting on you to count me out as Asher Roth! When he round-a-bout dissed me to shout me out!
Thought I was history! But goddamn, honkey, that compliment's like backhanding a donkey! Good way to get your ass socked in the mouth! Lay'em off it! But what the fuck is all this thrash talking about!
The ght was xed, I'm back and you can't stop me! You knock me down, I went down from the counter! I fell but the fans caught me, and now! You're gonna have to beat the fuckin pants off me! To take my belt, word to Pacquiao! Momma said there ain't nothing else to talk about!
Gotta go in that ring and knock them out! Or you better not come out! It's poetry in motion, like Freddie Roach! When he's quoting Shakespeare! So what if the insults are revolting! Even Helen Keller knows life stinks! You think it's a joke til you're bullet riddled! But you should give little shit what I think! This whole world is a mess! Gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest, and a Glock! Just to go out watch Batman! Who needs to test?
Half of you don't got the guts and intestinal blockage! Rest of you got lap bands stuck to this model! Before they put bathsalts and all those water bottles in Colorado! So get lost, Waldo! My soul's escaping through this asshole that is gaping! A black hole that I'm swallowing this track whole! With a pack torn of paper, but I'm not taking no crap, ho! Here I go down the back pole! And I'm changing back into that old maniac in fact there it go!
Trying to dip through the back door retreating cause everybody knows! Holy mackeral, I'm the biggest jerk on the planet earth! I smack the girl off the mechanical bull, then attract the bull!
Thinkin we have some magnetic pull! Cause you're attractive, but we ain't attractable! Hate to be dramatical, but I'm not romantical! I'm making up words you can understandable, It's tragical! Thinkin some magical shit's gonna happen?
That ain't practical! You crackin a joke, it's laughable, cause me and love's like a bad combination! I keep them feelings locked in a vault!
So it's safe to say I'm uncrackable! My heart is truly guarded, full body armor! Bitch you just need a helmet because if you think you're special, you're retarded. Thinkin you're one of a kind, like you got some platinum vagina, you're a train wreck, I got a one track mind!
Shorty you're ne but you sort of remind me of a 49er! Cause you been a gold digger since you were a minor! Been tryina, hunt me down like a dog, cause you're on my ass! But you can't get a scent because all of my spare time is spent! With my nose in this binder, so don't bother tryin! Only women that I love are my daughters! And sometimes I rhyme and it sounds! Like I forget I'm a father, and I push it farther! So father forgive me if I forget to draw the line!
It's apparent I shouldn't of been a parent I'll never grow up! So to hell with your parents, and motherfucking father time! It ain't never gonna stop. A pessimist who transforms you to Optimus in his prime, so even if I'm half dead, I'm half alive! Throw all my half empty glass in a cup, so now my cup is runneth over!
And I'm about to set it on you like a motherfucking coaster! Im goin back to what got me here, yeah cocky, and cant knock being! Rude off, so fear not my dear, and dry up your teardrops I'm here! White America's mirror, so I feel awkward and weird! You stare at me and see yourself, because you're one too! You shouldn't be as shocked, because everybody knows.! Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack! Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch!
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back! That's why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag! Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it! Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets! Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket! But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em stick it! So sick I'm looking pale, oh that's my pigment! Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick! Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch! And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch!
Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch! Kick your shoes off, let your hair down! Go berserk all night long!
Grow your beard out, just weird out! We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down! So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a. So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go! Say fuck it before we kick the bucket! Life's too short to not go for broke! So everybody, everybody Go berserk Grab your vial, yeah! Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it?! Khaki's pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain't!
That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint! Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint! So if love is a chess game, check mate! But girl, your body's banging, jump me in, dang, bang-bang! Yessiree Bob, I was thinking the same thang! So come get on this Kid's rock, Bawitdaba, dang-dang!
Pow-pow, chica, pow, chica, wow-wow! Got your gal blowing up a valve, valve-valve! Ain't slowing down, throw in the towel, towel-towel! Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh-huh, how-how!
At least I know that I don't know! Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid! Hope so, now ho! So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go! I say fuck it before we kick the bucket! So everybody, everybody Go berzerk Get your vinyls! They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam! All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo! With the ugly Kardashian! Lamar, oh sorry yo, we done both set the bar low! Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past!
But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow! And girl, I ain't got no money to borrow! But I am trying to nd a way to get you a-loan car note! Oh, Marshall Mathers! Shit head with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered! Kangol's and Carheartless Cargos! Girl you're xing to get your heart broke! Don't be absurd, ma'am, you birdbrain baby! I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman, unless you're a swallow!
Word, Rick, word man you heard, but don't be discouraged girl! This is your jam, unless you got toe jam! Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings! But I'm only going to get this one chance! 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 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 slapbox, slapbox?! 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 prot!
Made a living and a killing off it! Ever since Bill Clinton was still in ofce! With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack! I'm an MC still as honest! But as rude and as indecent as all hell! Syllables, killaholic Kill 'em all with! This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip-hop! You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap! Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap crap, yep, yep, yackity-yak! Now at the exact same time! I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing 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! 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 nothing but shoot for the moon since! MC's get taken to school with this music! Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme! Now I lead a new school full of students! Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position! Roll Hall of Fame! Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of ames!
Only Hall of Fame I 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 ock of ames! Off a plank, and tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?! Little gay looking boy! So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy haha! You witnessing a massacre!
Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy! Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say looking boy! You get a thumbs up, pat on the back! And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy! Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?! I get a "hell yeah" from Dre 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 keeping up with the same pace looking boy! The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar! Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God! Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'! And I should not be woken! I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie oating! But I got your mom deep throating! I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing 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 looking 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 trying to censor you! Where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine! Put 'em all in a line, add an AK, a revolver and a nine! See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was!
But I've morphed into an immortal coming through the portal! You're stuck in a timewarp from though! And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for! You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows! You're like normal, fuck being normal! And I just bought a new Raygun from the future! To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad! Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweathers pad! Singin' to a man while they played piano!
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day! Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, JJ Fad! Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming 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 ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you! 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'd 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 Im ripping any one of these verses, that versus you! Its curtains, Im inadvertently hurtin' you! How many verses I gotta murder to prove!
That if you were half as nice at songs, you can sacrice virgins too ughhh! School unkie, pill junky! 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 ght with devils and here's what they want from me! They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate! But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had! 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 it for Satan! It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas! And take a vacation to trip abroad! 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?! Eminem Has a full line of chainsaws! Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapperEminem! Who can say for sure?! Perhaps a frontal lobotomy would be the answer! If science can operate on this distorted brain and put it to good use! Society will reap a great benet!
I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets! Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of tourettes! Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Can't take the stress! I make a mess as the day progresses! Angry and take it out on the neighbors hedges! Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches! With these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges! Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess!
And make the best of this situation, I guess! Cuz I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable! I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous! I look like a freaking wuss, a pussy! This kid just took my stick of licorice!
And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush! I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and shook! This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious hook!
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's using your head! Mama always said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous! A brain you'd be dangerous' Mama could be wrong! Mama, Ima grow a name and be famous! And I'mma be a pain in the anus!
Mama could be wrong! I'mma use my head as a weapon! Find a way to escape this insaneness! Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous!
Guess it pays to be brainless! Fast forward some years later! A teenager, this is a fun, sweet! I just got jumped twice in one week, it's complete! It's usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished! They've stomped me into the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me!
But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be down and be upbeat! When you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life! Chance To make it or succeed! Cuz you're doomed from the start! It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street! But if I had just kept my head up my ass! I could accomplish any task! Practicing trash talking in a trance! Locked in my room yeah But I got some plans mama! These damn rhymes are falling!
Out of my pants pocket I can't stop it! And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure! I'm getting more self assured than I've ever been before! Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that! Threw my rst punch, end of story! Still in my skulls a vacant, empty void! Been using it more as a bin for storage! Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword!
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore! Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain!
Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head! Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't! Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always said! Now my mum goes womp womp womp! Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb! I was on a bottom of the pile getting stomped! But somehow, I came out on top! I told you one day, I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo!
I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out cold! Now everywhere I go, they scream out 'Go'!
I'm bout to clean house, yo! I'm Lysol, now I'm just household! Outsold the sell outs, freak the hell out! Middle America, hear them yell out! In terror they were so scared, and those kids! Just about, belted out! Whatever spout that it fell out! Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so weird! Inappropriate, so be it, I don't see it! Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as!
Motherfuckin' difcult, ch'yea, til then! Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow beards!
It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers! Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius! Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah! You motherfuckin' Insert insult here! Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it! And boy they did ock! Can't believe this little hick locked! This hip hop shit in his pocket and still the shit got!
That white trash trafc and gridlock! Shit happened like a six blocks from a Kid Rock! Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober! And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog! Cause I turn into the unabomber mama always said! You used to say that I'd never be! Nothing without you and I believe! I'm striding the roads, I guess I can't breathe! Just lay here with me, baby, hold me please! And I beg and I plead, drop to knees! And I cry and I'd scream, baby, please don't leave!
Snatch the keys from your hand, I would squeeze! And you'd laugh, and you'd tease, you're just fucking with me! And you must hate me! Why do you date me if you say I make you sick?! And you've had enough of me! I smother you, I'm 'bout to jump off the edge! But you won't break me, you'll just make me stronger than I was! Before I met you, I bet you I'll be just ne without you!
And if I stumble, I won't crumble, I'll get back up and uhh! And I'mma still be humble when I scream "Fuck you! Cause I'm stronger than I was! A beautiful face is all that you had! Cause on the inside you're ugly and mad! But you're all that I love, aggressed, you can't leave! Please stay here with me, baby, hold me please! And I'd beg and I plead, drop to knees! And I'd cry and I'd scream, baby, please don't leave! Cause you left and you took everything I had left!
And left nothing, nothing for me! So please don't wake me from this dream, baby! We're still together in my head! And you're still in love with me!
You walked out, I almost died, it was almost a homicide! That you caused cause I was so traumatized! Felt like I was in for a long bus ride! I'd rather die than you not be by my side! Can't count how many times I vomited, cried! Go to my room, turn the radio on and hide! Uh, we were Bonnie and Clyde! No, on the inside you were Jekyll and Hyde! I, felt like my whole relationship with you was a lie! It was you and I, why did I think it was ride or die?! Cause if you could've, took my life, you would've!
It's like you put a knife to my chest and pushed it right! Through to the, other side of my back and stuck a spike, too! Should've, put up more of a ght, but I couldn't! At the time, no one could hurt me like you could've!
Take you back now, what's the likelihood of that?! Bite me, bitch, chewing on a nineteen footer! Cause this morning I nally stood up! Held my chin up, nally showed a sign! Of life in me for the, rst time since you left me! And left me with nothing but shattered dreams!
And a life we could've, had and we could've been! But I'm breaking out of this slump I'm in! Pulling myself out of the dumps once again! I'm getting up once and for all, fuck this shit! I'mma be late for the pity party! But you're never gonna beat me to the fucking punch again! Took it on the chin like a champ! So don't lump me in with the chump-ions!
I'm done being your punching bag, it was the November 31st today! Would've been our anniversary, two years, but you left on the 1st of May! I wrote it on the calender, was gonna call, but couldn't think of the words to say! But it came to me just now, so I put 'em in a verse to lay! And I thank you cause you made me a better person than I was! But I hate you cause you drained me, I gave you all, you gave me none! But if you blame me, you're crazy and after all that's said and done!
I'm still angry, yeah, I maybe, I may never trust someone! I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed! Get along with the voices inside of my head! You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath! And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy! I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek! Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey! Wanted to receive attention for my music!
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me! For wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways! Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inated! When I blew; see, it was confusing!
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf! Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam! Hit the lottery, oh wee! But with what I gave up to get was bittersweet! It was like winning a huge meet! Ironic cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink!
I'm beginning to lose sleep: Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith! But I'm actually weirder than you think cause I'm! Well, that's nothing! No, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody! Once told me to seize the moment and don't squander it!