Lyrics Head Honcho.lrc Eminem
[id: whiuleux]
[ar: Eminem]
[al: The Death of Slim Shady (Coup De Grâce)]
[ti: Head Honcho]
[length: 03:54]
[00:00.80]Doin’ my best just to not blow my cover
[00:02.99]Know it’s all just a test, but I can’t pass up this hunger
[00:05.37]There’s still a hole in my chest and I’m tryna strap it with numbers
[00:08.28]All you hoes got your checks, but I’m a queen when I run up
[00:11.27]Cross a king with my hunters, shootin’ threes in abundance
[00:13.92]Rookie Gs, I can thug us, he points to me, shut the fuck up
[00:16.73]Annihilation’s what we love, steady hittin’, gettin’ dodged
[00:19.68]Just wait ’til we get the guns out
[00:21.77]Kwarenta-singko na kalibre o nuwebe, ‘kaw na bahala
[00:24.44]Sa dinami-rami mong mali, utak mo lang may tama
[00:27.36]Sa kitid mo mag-isip, pare, ‘la ka man lang na banat
[00:30.01]Naglalim-laliman, ang sarap mong ilublob sa dagat
[00:32.96]’Di kailangang magpatunay sa sinuman na nakikinig
[00:35.88]’Di masasalag ng sintido o ng iyong bibig
[00:38.77]Picture this, I might be a hero to your little kid
[00:41.66]Or a villain, either way, I’m the fuckin’ head
[00:44.03]I’m the head honcho, money come from my flow
[00:46.44]Que hubole blanco, then get the bread pronto (uh-huh)
[00:49.20]Yeah, I’m the head honcho, money come from my flow (yeah)
[00:51.98]Que hubole blanco (uh), then get the bread pronto (look, I got)
[00:54.84]Got loose strips, two grip, that’s the shit I’m smooth with
[00:58.29]I’m the new kid that these fathers can’t fool with
[01:01.13]Send my new slips as tighly than how these boots fit
[01:03.78]I got that new drip, that drowned titanical cruise ships
[01:06.81]Don’t you dip and dabble too close
[01:08.77]Just watch us from the distance, I don’t fuck with all that glucose
[01:11.35]You fall and need assistance, I could do the same, but who knows
[01:14.07]I’d rather say, “Good riddance,” Jack the Ripper rippin’ paroles
[01:16.92]Annihilate with persistence to try to say something different
[01:19.56]But while today, I’m just spittin’ to rhyme while makin’ a livin’
[01:22.13]But mama say that I’m different, she proud of how I do business
[01:25.03]I’d kinda resemble Hitman that got away from the killin’
[01:28.24]I’m the head honcho, money come from my flow
[01:30.90]Que hubole blanco, then get the bread pronto
[01:33.50]Yeah, I’m the head honcho, they call me the boss, though
[01:36.41]You can call me Marshall, then get the bread pronto (yo)
[01:39.33]You don’t relate to me, guess you never been angry or sad (hm)
[01:42.14]Or maybe just have never had to ever face adversity
[01:45.40]Take any ass whippings, I basically had
[01:47.78]To see some shit that’d make you faint like you’re fakin’ a jab (pussy)
[01:50.68]Bitch, you wish you had a life like mine (yeah)
[01:53.05]You just fantasize the shit you write, you guys like lying (yeah)
[01:55.60]Everything you ever been through multiplied by nine (what?)
[01:58.53]Ain’t even half the shit I went through by the time I was five (like, what?)
[02:01.44]Saw my uncle get stabbed, took a knife right in the abs (yeah)
[02:04.36]And all he was tryna do was get my tricycle back, yeah
[02:07.50]The one that Boogie, Malcolm and Isaac just jacked
[02:09.88]After they jumped me and stomped me (boom) and hit me twice with a bat (ugh)
[02:12.91]Was five and a half, second time I survived an attack
[02:15.39]Two twins, they call themselves the bulldogs (hrr), white kids and fat
[02:18.27]I was too frightened to scrap (ha), I didn’t fight or hit back
[02:20.95]And you wonder why is it that I treat a mic like a gat?
[02:23.90]Fully loaded, but I pull it, a bullet from out a barrel the size (brr) of a derringer flies
[02:28.09]That’s how I would characterize lyrics
[02:29.63]But America, I could see the fear in your eyes
[02:32.00]You saw my terrible side, the blonde hair and blue eyes
[02:34.96]Now, the writing is on the wall like graffiti still
[02:37.60]If you’re havin’ trouble reading, will make it simple, he’s Ezekiel
[02:40.47]Easy name to remember (why?)
[02:42.09]’Cause his rap name is the same as like ten minutes on stage is for me (oh), easy mill
[02:46.04]Or should I say measly mill? (Haha)
[02:47.60]Yeah, ’cause as sure as Ma used to feed me
[02:49.41]Sleeping pills to keep me (yeah), sleepy still, it was creepy
[02:52.09]’Cause indeed, she (what?) could’ve easily Casey Anthony’d me (yeah)
[02:55.01]These rappers, I’m above ’em, but punchin’ down ain’t beneath me (nope)
[02:57.93]Cold as the wind chill factor, but the fact is I don’t know when to chill
[03:00.50]But every time I come out, they expect me to fuckin’ reinvent the wheel
[03:03.13]Rappers get praised for spittin’ bars with less than the tenth of skill
[03:06.06]Imbecile on the ledge like a Benzo pill on a windowsill
[03:08.90]Now cancelled ain’t the word for me
[03:10.73]You need a term that’s probably stronger than dirty laundry (Hell)
[03:13.32]This controversy got me in the worst of quandaries
[03:15.96]Feel like the Earth’s axis, the world’s turnin’ on me
[03:18.83]Like them cops in Akron, Ohio with Jayland Walker
[03:22.37]Ain’t caught this much flak in a while (nah) since back as a child (damn)
[03:25.00]And all I did was say like one thing bad then it spiraled
[03:27.99]Saw you crackin’ a smile (haha), then relapsed into my old ways
[03:31.05]Back into vile (yup)
[03:32.39]Guess there ain’t no civilizin’ a savage, and I don’t (no)
[03:34.99]Give a fuck if you hate me worse than each track on Revival (huh)
[03:37.65]Bitch, I’m back like a spinal (yeah), get it crackin’ like chiros
[03:40.54]It’s the coup de grâce, I’m cooler than removin’ claws from a cougar’s paws
[03:43.94]And throwin’ it back in the wild (fuck) but you tamin’ me?
[03:47.44]Ain’t gonna happen and I’ll live on planet denial (ha) for the rest of my life
[03:51.25]But you be a stan ’til I die, though (ha)
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