EMINEM - Rap God lyrics

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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

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 were just what the doctor 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 that 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 will 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 filling in office

With Monica Lewinsky filling on his nutsack

I'm an MC still as honest

But as rude and indecent as all hell

Syllables killaholic ….

This slipety gibbity hippity hop-

You don't really wanna get into a pissing match

With this rappidy rap packing a Mac

In the back of the Ac…

And 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 under 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 maxi pad

It's actually disastrously bad for the whack

While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece cause

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 that arms are long enough to slapbox slapbox?

Let me show you that maintaining this shit isn't that hard,that hard

Everybody want the key

And the secret to rap immortality like I have got

Well to be truthful the blueprints

Simply rage and youthful excuberance

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Hit the earth like an asteroid

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since

MCs 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

Me? I'm a product of Rakim Lakim Shabazz 2Pac

N.W.A 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

Into the motherfuckin rocking

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 fags think it's all a game

Till I walk a flock of flames

Off of planking 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

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 got a hell yeah from Dre looking boy

Imma 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

I'm beginning to feel like a rap God rap God

All my people from the front to the back nod back nod

The way I'm racing around the track call me Nascar Nascar

Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park the white trash God

Kneel before General Zod this planets Krypton

No Asgard Asgard

So you be Thor and I'll be Odin

You rodent I'm omnipotent

Let off then I'm reloading immediately

With these bombs I'm toting

And I should not be woken I'm the walking dead

But I'm just a talking head a zombie floating

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 to try

And help get some people through tough times

But I gotta keep a few punch lines

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 pharoe munch 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 tryna censor you

Like that one line I said on I'm back from the Mathers LP

One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine

Put'em all in a line add an AK47 a revolver and a nine

See if I get away with it now

That I ain't as big as I was

But I'm morph into an immortal

Coming through the portal

But 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 fucking cornroe

Your write 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

Maywhether’s pad singin' to a man while they played piano

Oh man oh 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 Imma kill you

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed J.J 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

Innovator 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 never demonstrating

How to give a mother fuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating

Never fading and I know that 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 elavator 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 them 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 ripping any one of these verses diverse as you

It’s curtains I’m inadvertently hurtin' you

How many verses I gotta murder to prove?

That if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too

School flunky pill junky

But look at the accolades the skills rung 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 fighting with devils

And here's what they want from me

They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that 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

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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