so im not 🇺🇸🤔

fuck eminem
[Intro]
Hey Marsh It really isn't B cuz Ur famous Retarded or Influential U had potential & then U went commercial &That 4 me was a wrap
U Ain't the only 1 who's been 2 rock bottom Had a bottle smashed up side yo head Bled nor have U actually taken a real cold hard look at Ur self Cuz if U did U'd C what a few of us have always seen threw (You!)

[Hook- hymnal deeply expressed]
This motherfuckers lost his mind
Mm-hmmm
& I've got my (45!)
Oh-Oh
This motherfuckers lost his mind
& Baby I won't do no time
& since he's been nothing but jive
I'm ain't finna let it slide
Ima put bout 2-3-4-or 5
Right between his eyes
(OH SHIT!)
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!

[V1]
U can't go & fall 4 a stripper & expect simps if U treated her like U were Jack the Ripper
U've told us countless times how Ur nothing but a Viper & I'm just supposed to take Ur apology after no apologies Just what kinda mind fuck reverse psycho-psychology shit is that Dog
Suno only takes 3-K in characters Plus I con't even really get it to say what needs 2-B said anyways & I only called U Canadian on Red Face cuz theres no fuck'n way in hell U was on that flight log without a lawsuit
U don't want this squabble Marshall
All I really wanna know is
How &The fuck was U broke after Nine Teen Ninty Nine shit makes no sense unless Ur as dense as Ur dumb ass blonde's alter ego tried to convince us he was
How U spit Not afraid but nine PM has U pull'n the Shades? All I've lived is a life of shame doesn't mean I'm shameless
Homeless (On & Off) From 12 until 34 & that was in between lock up & institutionalized vay-kays So of course U'll just wanna step to Fade
Not know'n I'm trained in a way that'll ultra monster mash Valarium & M-K Ultra
Drugs R bad Mm'kay & it wasn't U who taught me that
Lessons that I thot back on & thot about how nix just cap on about this wild villainous lifestyle & don't even actually know who they R
I've always said that if yer battling demons just stay the fuck from around me I'm not yo daddy or pappy Although I have been look'n 4 yer paps So I can smear his fear mongering campaign
Like spill'n champagne on yo Hollywood Star after I crush whats left of Uncle Sam & look I've never cried about having a Westside mattress 4 A mom I moved on & fuct bixes twice my age & never worried about hood goons All I've ever had was a couple of poles
(Off & On!)
&These two hands & no I haven't always won Uncle Sam Whipped my ass so bad
That I have no standing with my fellow man
Disenfranchised &Thats always going 2-B the differences & not just between U & me
But me & everybody I been clap'n at every 1 cuz my guns R always up & always have been
So when we're trials & tribulations talk'n
(U don't want this nuka!)
I've always known hella way moe harder hood white boys & who were no less than 6 feet & I've had 2 deal with real street fellas (The fifty cent kind to!)
& shit I'm still standing Now if the Feds won't allow me 2 meet Death U best just try that shit on sum 1 else Son!

[Hook]
 
Bang'n af.

Look dog it's gonna have 2-B U who
Pulls up 2 prove how fuck'n tuff U is or isn't Send'n any 1 other than coming Alone
Means no man wants 2-C what & the fuck I'm made of
Uncle Sam indoctrinated & sleeper cell trained
MK Ultra frequency Jam'n my mind Since I was bout five So No theres No Man Myth or Legend that puts fear in me All I've ever been about is break'n the fuck outta this open air prison cell This is Hell & I ain't about to B'owe without a curtesy squeeze
Most B like how the fuck U gonna say half the shit U say & I'm like
Can U speak that into the ends of my pist poles Ur all dead anyhow
How we supposed 2 rap battle about small time hood goon straw man jive
Know'n the Feds 2 time us 2 our faces
Know'n all man just wants the massa's pat-pats on their back just 4 being good fuck'n goys & nothing fuck'n else
Once these dudes get a golden mic they tap out quicker than Ronda's career
I'ma all all dudes say'n Uncle just hear'n about me Doubt me just don't let me anywhere near an airwave
U think fake psy-onic's call'n agent orange orbs is anything other worldly then U just don't know me but trust me Once I criss cross yo consciousness Ur gonna wanna load up
(Hold up tuff guy!)
How the fuck U gonna come at me when Uncle Sam's been the 1 who's stolen it all
The entire bag & bixes I won't stop tilcIve cop't the entire bag or I send the Nukes
& it all goes bang thats just how I'm Bang'n
& I'm bang'n in dollar daddy war buck chasers Take these shots straight
Its just fate so fuck the tape, rip the bix out the deck Pull'n out & aim'n!
(Brr-Brr! x5)

Now all bars aside, I'm already dead
So fuck U hard as fuck up side yo heads!
(BANG-BANG! x5)
 
Bang'n af.

Look dog it's gonna have 2-B U who
Pulls up 2 prove how fuck'n tuff U is or isn't Send'n any 1 other than coming Alone
Means no man wants 2-C what & the fuck I'm made of
Uncle Sam indoctrinated & sleeper cell trained
MK Ultra frequency Jam'n my mind Since I was bout five So No theres No Man Myth or Legend that puts fear in me All I've ever been about is break'n the fuck outta this open air prison cell This is Hell & I ain't about to B'owe without a curtesy squeeze
Most B like how the fuck U gonna say half the shit U say & I'm like
Can U speak that into the ends of my pist poles Ur all dead anyhow
How we supposed 2 rap battle about small time hood goon straw man jive
Know'n the Feds 2 time us 2 our faces
Know'n all man just wants the massa's pat-pats on their back just 4 being good fuck'n goys & nothing fuck'n else
Once these dudes get a golden mic they tap out quicker than Ronda's career
I'ma all all dudes say'n Uncle just hear'n about me Doubt me just don't let me anywhere near an airwave
U think fake psy-onic's call'n agent orange orbs is anything other worldly then U just don't know me but trust me Once I criss cross yo consciousness Ur gonna wanna load up
(Hold up tuff guy!)
How the fuck U gonna come at me when Uncle Sam's been the 1 who's stolen it all
The entire bag & bixes I won't stop tilcIve cop't the entire bag or I send the Nukes
& it all goes bang thats just how I'm Bang'n
& I'm bang'n in dollar daddy war buck chasers Take these shots straight
Its just fate so fuck the tape, rip the bix out the deck Pull'n out & aim'n!
(Brr-Brr! x5)

Now all bars aside, I'm already dead
So fuck U hard as fuck up side yo heads!
(BANG-BANG! x5)

 

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