8 Mile movie

8 Mile movie - Wanna Be Me lyrics

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Uhh, oooooooooooooh baby, baby<br>

Keep it thug, and keep yo' heat, na nah nah nah nah<br>



Now slowly, thinkin of all the things that oppose me<br>

I think of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me<br>

For they crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid<br>

Dead in the street, it's so fuckin pitiful<br>

First they love you, could be the bitch that even live with you (hoe)<br>

Mad at your riches, now she switched, turned miserable<br>

Cause she wanna dress like Bonnie, Robin and Crystal do<br>

But Crystal's single, Bonnie's broke and her niggaz too (ha)<br>

I can do bad by myself; went from rags to wealth<br>

From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty ass bitches<br>

Can't keep they hands to theyself no more<br>

I'm like, Hugh Hefner, you lesser, you just a<br>



Wanna be me, you can't you faggot, you bitch<br>

You coward, you clown, you just wanna be down<br>

So you - wanna be me, you bitch, you phony<br>

You clone me, you wanna be son, I'm the one and only<br>

But you - wanna be me, you suckers, you weak<br>

You flunkies, you fake, you couldn't come close on my worst day<br>

But you - wanna be me, I burn you and learn you a lesson<br>

Concernin this mic profession, turn your direction<br>



You can't be me, not in your wildest fantasy<br>

It's childish; should I have to resort to violence?<br>

Pay me a half a million, I'll consult your album<br>

And show you how to stay off my dick<br>

That's the thing I hate the most, can't even call you a man<br>

When you gotta call out my name to get you some fans<br>

No talent, you need direction; you a pussy with a yeast infection<br>

You unlucky, I'm your fuckin C-section<br>

Plus I'm the last real nigga alive<br>

Toast glass, Ill Will, the label get high<br>

Realize, how many classics I gave you<br>

Perhaps if you think back you'll realize that I made you<br>





You can't be me, I'm tryin to walk a straight line<br>

Why they tryin to take mine? I'm past +8 Miles+ of every state line<br>

Eating, alligators and, hummingbird hearts<br>

At the player's ball, Brianni suits, y'all birds watch<br>

As real millionaire, shit'll take place<br>

Evil as Hitler's hate-race people<br>

This is God son, and I've come from the God under pure peace<br>

To represent the streets, you'll see that my plan<br>

is not to destroy your man<br>

But to bring more to mankind and teach<br>

Every MC reach for your pens and papers<br>

Lesson one be creative; what you made of junior?<br>

Cause soon you'll be a grown man with the mic in your hand<br>

And understand, to battle Nas not in your plan<br>

I'm the last real nigga alive, understand that<br>

And you my offspring, the boss sting<br>

A bulletproof Porsche things, hard for you to understand that<br>

Nas the king, where my bricks, where my band at?<br>

Play me a gangster's theme, while you entertain me<br>

If I ain't cryin laughin, to the lions, throw your ass in<br>

What the fuck was you niggaz thinkin?<br>

Guns'll clutch if I get a inklin that you comin for the kingpin<br>

But I laugh at you cowards, ha ha ha<br>

Take me out, try try try, but you<br>




You can't be me<br>


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