Lyrics 9 Rap God.lrc Eminem
[id: pshkacni]
[ar: Eminem]
[al: The Marshall Mathers LP2 [16]]
[ti: 9 Rap God]
[length: 06:04]
[00:01.02]Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
[00:04.77]But I’m only going to get this one chance (six minutes-, six minutes-)
[00:09.47]Something’s wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, Slim Shady, you’re on!)
[00:11.64]Just a feeling I’ve got, like something’s about to happen, but I don’t know what
[00:17.66]If that means what I think it means, we’re in trouble, big trouble
[00:21.41]And if he is as bananas as you say, I’m not taking any chances
[00:24.36]You are just what the doc ordered
[00:26.08]I’m beginnin’ to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
[00:28.96]All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
[00:32.16]Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
[00:35.53]They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap-bot
[00:37.94]But for me to rap like a computer, it must be in my genes
[00:39.90]I got a laptop in my back pocket
[00:41.88]My pen’ll go off when I half-cock it
[00:43.44]Got a fat knot from that rap profit
[00:44.19]Made a livin’ and a killin’ off it
[00:46.43]Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
[00:47.98]With Monica Lewinsky feelin’ on his nutsack
[00:49.21]I’m an MC still as honest
[00:51.16]But as rude and as indecent as all hell
[00:52.45]Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill ’em all with)
[00:54.26]This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
[00:56.12]You don’t really wanna get into a pissin’ match
[00:57.35]With this rappity brat, packin’ a MAC in the back of the Ac’
[00:58.63]Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
[01:00.92]And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I’m practicin’ that
[01:04.44]I’ll still be able to break a motherfuckin’ table
[01:05.70]Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
[01:07.00]Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
[01:11.01]How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs
[01:13.42]Feel my wrath of attack
[01:14.34]Rappers are havin’ a rough time period, here’s a maxi pad
[01:16.59]It’s actually disastrously bad for the wack
[01:18.68]While I’m masterfully constructing this masterpièce
[01:20.77]’Cause I’m beginnin’ to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
[01:24.25]All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
[01:27.30]Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
[01:30.63]Let me show you maintainin’ this shit ain’t that hard, that hard
[01:33.64]Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι have got
[01:36.76]Well, to be truthful the blueprint’s
[01:38.09]Simply rage and youthful exuberance
[01:39.78]Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
[01:41.30]Hit the Earth like an asteroid
[01:42.29]Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (pew!)
[01:44.26]MCs get taken to school with this music
[01:45.94]’Cause I use it as a vehicle to “Bus the rhyme”
[01:47.59]Now I lead a new school full of students
[01:49.39]Me? I’m a product of Rakim
[01:50.73]Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren
[01:54.20]Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
[01:56.06]Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
[01:58.89]To meet Run-D.M.C., induct them
[02:00.47]Into the motherfuckin’ Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
[02:02.99]Even though I’ll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
[02:05.44]Only Hall of Fame I’ll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
[02:08.20]On the wall of shame
[02:09.51]You fags think it’s all a game, ’til I walk a flock of flames
[02:11.99]Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin’?
[02:15.51]Little gay-lookin’ boy
[02:17.13]So gay, I can barely say it with a straight face, lookin’ boy (ha-ha!)
[02:18.80]You’re witnessin’ a mass-occur
[02:20.53]Like you’re watching a church gathering take place, lookin’ boy
[02:21.85]”Oy vey, that boy’s gay!” That’s all they say, lookin’ boy
[02:25.60]You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
[02:26.32]And a “Way to go” from your label every day, lookin’ boy
[02:28.32]Hey, lookin’ boy! What you say, lookin’ boy?
[02:30.35]I get a “Hell, yeah” from Dre, lookin’ boy
[02:31.62]I’ma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit
[02:34.06]Get outta my face, lookin’ boy!
[02:35.31]Basically, boy, you’re never gonna be capable
[02:36.69]Of keepin’ up with the same pace, lookin’ boy, ’cause-
[02:38.05]I’m beginnin’ to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
[02:41.99]All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
[02:44.89]The way I’m racin’ around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
[02:47.95]Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
[02:50.94]Kneel before General Zod
[02:52.14]This planet’s Krypton-, no, Asgard, Asgard
[02:54.84]So you’ll be Thor and I’ll be Odin
[02:56.94]You rodent, I’m omnipotent
[02:58.58]Let off, then I’m reloadin’
[02:59.84]Immediately with these bombs I’m totin’
[03:01.41]And I should not be woken
[03:03.27]I’m the walkin’ dead, but I’m just a talkin’ head, a zombie floatin’
[03:06.32]But I got your mom deep-throatin’
[03:08.32]I’m out my Ramen Noodle
[03:09.54]We have nothin’ in common, poodle
[03:11.16]I’m a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
[03:13.97]It’s me, my honesty’s brutal
[03:17.39]But it’s honestly futile if I don’t utilize what I do though
[03:20.78]For good at least once in a while
[03:21.42]So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
[03:24.32]To maybe try to help get some people through tough times
[03:26.78]But I gotta keep a few punchlines
[03:29.18]Just in case ’cause even you unsigned
[03:30.70]Rappers are hungry lookin’ at me like it’s lunchtime
[03:32.30]I know there was a time where once I
[03:34.86]Was king of the underground
[03:35.93]But I still rap like I’m on my Pharoahe Monch grind
[03:37.86]So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
[03:39.92]Appeal with the skin color of mine
[03:41.45]You get too big and here they come tryin’
[03:43.75]To censor you like that one line
[03:45.28]I said on “I’m Back” from The Mathers LP 1 when I
[03:47.87]Tried to say I’ll take seven kids from Columbine
[03:49.86]Put ’em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a .9
[03:52.87]See if I get away with it now that I ain’t as big as I was, but I’m
[03:56.86]Morphin’ into an immortal, comin’ through the portal
[03:59.32]You’re stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
[04:01.81]And I don’t know what the fuck that you rhyme for
[04:03.45]You’re pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin’ cornrows
[04:05.84]You write normal? Fuck being normal!
[04:08.48]And I just bought a new raygun from the future
[04:09.95]Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
[04:12.39]’Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather’s pad
[04:14.42]Singin’ to a man while he played piano
[04:16.19]Man, oh man, that was a 24-7 special on the cable channel
[04:19.53]So Ray J went straight to the radio station
[04:21.18]The very next day, “Hey Fab, I’ma kill you!”
[04:23.15]Lyrics comin’ at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
[04:25.53]Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin’ I’m a human
[04:27.07]What I gotta do to get it through to you I’m superhuman?
[04:28.98]Innovative and I’m made of rubber so that anything
[04:30.56]You say is ricochetin’ off of me, and it’ll glue to you and
[04:32.16]I’m devastating, more than ever demonstrating
[04:33.36]How to give a motherfuckin’ audience a feeling like it’s levitating
[04:35.45]Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
[04:37.06]For the day that they can say I fell off, they’ll be celebrating
[04:38.62]’Cause I know the way to get ’em motivated
[04:39.89]I make elevating music, you make elevator music
[04:42.04]”Oh, he’s too mainstream”
[04:43.45]Well, that’s what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
[04:44.94]”It’s not hip-hop, it’s pop,” ’cause I found a hella way to fuse it
[04:48.38]With rock, shock rap with Doc
[04:50.43]Throw on “Lose Yourself” and make ’em lose it
[04:51.92]I don’t know how to make songs like that
[04:53.44]I don’t know what words to use
[04:55.10]Let me know when it occurs to you
[04:55.98]While I’m rippin’ any one of these verses that versus you
[04:57.57]It’s curtains, I’m inadvertently hurtin’ you
[04:59.32]How many verses I gotta murder to
[05:00.93]Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
[05:04.02]Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
[05:06.92]But look at the accolades these skills brung me
[05:09.19]Full of myself, but still hungry
[05:11.01]I bully myself ’cause I make me do what I put my mind to
[05:14.23]And I’m a million leagues above you
[05:16.37]Ill when I speak in tongues, but it’s still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
[05:19.55]I’m drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel
[05:21.42]I’ma sleep in the front seat
[05:23.12]Bumpin’ Heavy D and the Boyz, still “Chunky but Funky”
[05:25.78]But in my head, there’s something I can feel tugging and struggling
[05:29.19]Angels fight with devils and here’s what they want from me
[05:32.80]They’re askin’ me to eliminate some of the women hate
[05:34.83]But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred
[05:36.56]I have, then you may be a little patient
[05:37.26]And more sympathetic to the situation
[05:39.79]And understand the discrimination
[05:41.42]But fuck it, life’s handin’ you lemons? Make lemonade then!
[05:44.78]But if I can’t batter the women
[05:46.28]How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
[05:48.06]Don’t mistake him for Satan; it’s a fatal mistake
[05:49.93]If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation
[05:52.23]To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and
[05:54.84]Don’t be a retard, be a king? Think not
[05:57.47]Why be a king when you can be a god?
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