Eminem.
Super Legendary Upbeat Old School West Coast G Funk Gangster Riddem type Banger with clean clear crisp male vocals and centered engineering
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[Intro]
You don't really know me like you wish-think you do...
So just so we're crystal fuck'n clear...
Listen up!
[V1]
There's absolutely no compensations for a lifetime of Disenfranchisement
Absolutely no retro-butions for a lifetime of Federally Syndicated Duress
None whatsoever, homies
And when I say burn this bix down beginning with it's innards
I mean just exactly that, homies
And when it's time to run up on sixteen hundred
I'ma be sling'n a hell of a lot more than just Mozel Tovs from Tanks
So while yo' all out there living yo' greatest renditions of Two Pac
Just know I'm all stocked up on
Wisdom Respect & Unity
This Love of Life, is what forges my Loyalties
And I'll die before I ever let another motherfucker get over on me!
[Hook, x2]
Target's-Sights-Set!
Sixteen Hundred & then & on to!
The Vipers Brood! Like!
Hey Hater! Hey Hater! Hey Hater!
Hi! Now Die!
If you live by the! BANG!
You die by the! BANG!
So Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang!
[V2]
All I've ever heard or seen is a bunch of reckless idiots spit'n a whole bunch of nonsense, call'n it prolific
And it's not even a baby's first frolic
All you spit like toddlers with collic
Turns out ninty nine percent are Osh-Con-Nazi
So who's who to believe in but these-my very own two pist poles
Now take these Totems upside yo' domes
As if I just smacked the Homer's of all home runs, homies
And since Nukes have always been fake
How about I just start toss'n dynamite sticks & grenades
Maybe Jack Sparrow hijack the U.S.S. Nimitz & really show em what it is to
Serenade the Devil & all it's Kin
And when I say fuck Uncle Sam
I mean that all the way down to
Hack'n Air Force One & land'n it
Face first into the Pentagon like
Hi Haters! Can you see & hear me now
I bet you can now motherfuckers!
[Hook]
[V3]
The Feds would just love to believe
Some rando occult recruited, radicalized & indoctrinated me but truth be told
It was the Gavel slam at such a young age
The electrified currents they, as in the Feds
Court ordered me to undergo-endure
All the days, a decade & a half of state sanctioned S.A.
And by three jews, dead ass kikes, I might add
That's put me on this path of what they
Again as in the Feds like to claim as
Unjustifiable paranoia but wouldn't that just be Hyperbolia as if the hyper-bowlies
Hadn't disqualified me enough already
That's just kept these Bang-Bangs right in my left & right hands
A Duel-Dual-Double shooter, some say
Ambidextrous, extraordinarily really
But that's just from & because the Feds
Super-Supra Sonic Sonar Sleeper Cell Trained Me
And for what exactly but the end
Either by blackening the sky or by the
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!
[Hook]
You don't really know me like you wish-think you do...
So just so we're crystal fuck'n clear...
Listen up!
[V1]
There's absolutely no compensations for a lifetime of Disenfranchisement
Absolutely no retro-butions for a lifetime of Federally Syndicated Duress
None whatsoever, homies
And when I say burn this bix down beginning with it's innards
I mean just exactly that, homies
And when it's time to run up on sixteen hundred
I'ma be sling'n a hell of a lot more than just Mozel Tovs from Tanks
So while yo' all out there living yo' greatest renditions of Two Pac
Just know I'm all stocked up on
Wisdom Respect & Unity
This Love of Life, is what forges my Loyalties
And I'll die before I ever let another motherfucker get over on me!
[Hook, x2]
Target's-Sights-Set!
Sixteen Hundred & then & on to!
The Vipers Brood! Like!
Hey Hater! Hey Hater! Hey Hater!
Hi! Now Die!
If you live by the! BANG!
You die by the! BANG!
So Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang!
[V2]
All I've ever heard or seen is a bunch of reckless idiots spit'n a whole bunch of nonsense, call'n it prolific
And it's not even a baby's first frolic
All you spit like toddlers with collic
Turns out ninty nine percent are Osh-Con-Nazi
So who's who to believe in but these-my very own two pist poles
Now take these Totems upside yo' domes
As if I just smacked the Homer's of all home runs, homies
And since Nukes have always been fake
How about I just start toss'n dynamite sticks & grenades
Maybe Jack Sparrow hijack the U.S.S. Nimitz & really show em what it is to
Serenade the Devil & all it's Kin
And when I say fuck Uncle Sam
I mean that all the way down to
Hack'n Air Force One & land'n it
Face first into the Pentagon like
Hi Haters! Can you see & hear me now
I bet you can now motherfuckers!
[Hook]
[V3]
The Feds would just love to believe
Some rando occult recruited, radicalized & indoctrinated me but truth be told
It was the Gavel slam at such a young age
The electrified currents they, as in the Feds
Court ordered me to undergo-endure
All the days, a decade & a half of state sanctioned S.A.
And by three jews, dead ass kikes, I might add
That's put me on this path of what they
Again as in the Feds like to claim as
Unjustifiable paranoia but wouldn't that just be Hyperbolia as if the hyper-bowlies
Hadn't disqualified me enough already
That's just kept these Bang-Bangs right in my left & right hands
A Duel-Dual-Double shooter, some say
Ambidextrous, extraordinarily really
But that's just from & because the Feds
Super-Supra Sonic Sonar Sleeper Cell Trained Me
And for what exactly but the end
Either by blackening the sky or by the
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!
[Hook]
